"Sssss!"
Xu Mo Zhu's gaze fixed on the old turtle hanging from the tree, sucking in a breath of cold air between his teeth.
This old turtle hanging from the tree seemed to be a demon king!
He was somewhat uncertain, after all such a thing was simply too shocking and extraordinary.
A demon king, this was a demon king, a demon king whose strength was on par with his, Xu Mo Zhu's, hanging from a tree trunk?
He couldn't help but turn his gaze to Li Jiaxin beside him.
Li Jiaxin took a deep breath, an expression of undisguised shock showing on her face, also unable to believe the sight before her eyes.
"Are you two coveting my turtle?"
Seeing the two of them staring at his turtle, Yi Feng couldn't help but straighten his face. Even though the two before him were martial cultivators, he still said arrogantly, "I'm going to take this turtle back and stew it into soup for my disciples to supplement their health."
Yi Feng's words instantly set off a stormy sea in the two people's hearts, already unable to calm down.
It was like a thunderclap!
A demon king powerhouse.
Taking it back to stew into soup to supplement his disciples' health?
Horrifyingly outrageous!
Speaking such shockingly extraordinary words, even with Xu Mo Zhu and Li Jiaxin's extensive experience, it took them a long time to regain their composure.
The two no longer doubted that Yi Feng possessed extraordinary power beyond the mundane world, after all, an existence who could stew demon kings into soup, how could he possibly be an ordinary person?
Therefore, the two quickly explained, "Senior, please forgive our offense, we did not covet your turtle... demon king!"
Hearing this, Yi Feng let out a breath of relief, but hearing the two still address him as senior, he couldn't help but retort inwardly, were these two martial idiots, insisting on calling an ordinary person like him senior? It was simply an unheard of absurdity!
Therefore, he said again, "You two, I already said, I'm not any senior, I'm just an ordinary person."
The two were taken aback, but soon understood.
Having reached their level of cultivation, they naturally knew there were many old eccentrics who liked to hide their cultivation and re-enter the mundane world to experience ordinary life.
They instantly realized this person before them must be one such person.
The two exchanged a tacit glance, and hurriedly changed their words, saying in unison, "Sir, please don't be angry. We didn't mean anything else, it's just that we happened to pass by and were drawn in by sir's zither music. Sir's zither skills are simply divinely inspired and extraordinary, far beyond the capabilities of ordinary people. That's why we couldn't help but come over to disturb sir!"
"Oh?"
Yi Feng was slightly surprised and said, "You two also like playing the zither?"
"This humble one dabbles a little, but compared to sir, I'm utterly ashamed." Li Jiaxin quickly said, though she mixed in a bit of false modesty. She actually had quite deep accomplishments in the zither, and was known as the Zither Fairy.
It's just that her zither skills that she was usually so proud of, seemed unable to compare in front of this person.
"Just a smattering, just a smattering." Xu Mo Zhu also quickly nodded his head, stroking his forehead. Although he didn't actually know anything about the zither, he could only pretend he knew a little given the circumstances.
"I see."
Yi Feng smiled and nodded, his mind instantly clearing up.
No wonder these two powerful martial cultivators had come over calling him senior and were so respectful. Turns out they were drawn in by his zither music.
Although his zither skills were only at the divine inspiration level, still far from comparing with the gods, even so in this world he was still absolutely considered a grandmaster. So being addressed as senior in this aspect was somewhat understandable.
"You two flatter me. My zither playing is just casual plucking when I'm bored!" Yi Feng smiled lightly.
"Sir is too modest." The two quickly echoed. "It's just that sir's zither is so unique, we've never seen it before. But we have to say, its sound is very distinctive and pleasing to the ear."
"Haha, unique indeed!" Yi Feng laughed smugly. "This zither, I made it myself, so it's normal you haven't seen it before."
"So it was like that, sir truly has great talent!"
The two hurriedly nodded their heads, looks of admiration showing on their faces.
"Since you like it, let me play another song for you?" Yi Feng smiled and asked.
Hearing this, the two trembled all over.
Looks of delight instantly appeared on their faces, and they cast grateful gazes at Yi Feng.
After all, they hadn't forgotten the benefits they obtained from listening to Yi Feng's zither music earlier. Although their cultivation didn't increase, their state of mind had broken through by several levels.
One's state of mind might seem useless, but it was often the bottleneck hindering their advancement.
And now their state of mind had broken through, when their cultivation broke through next, it would advance in leaps and bounds.
Previously, they had only heard half a tune from Yi Feng, now if they heard a full piece, who knew what further unexpected benefits they would obtain.
The two promptly sat down on the stone slabs, holding their breaths and waiting for Yi Feng to begin...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
