“Do you think you're so awesome just by posing?”
And so, one slash after another...
Before the few black-clothed men could even display their skills, they were effortlessly hacked down by Yi Feng, leaving only the leading man barely clinging to life on the ground.
This scene had already dumbfounded the nearby master and servant, their red lips wide open in utter astonishment.
Based on the aura they exuded, it was evident that these seven were all at the Martial Emperor realm.
Yet in the face of this youth, these seven Martial Emperors did not have the slightest capacity to fight back and were killed in just a few slashes.
Most critically, the two women still had not discerned this young man's actual cultivation level!
"You tried to rob me, so keep on trying, you trash!"
Yi Feng placed the cleaver against the leading man's neck and coldly shouted,
"I...I was wrong, spare me, I beg you spare me!"
"Wuu...I shouldn't have tried to rob your belongings."
Feeling the chilling glint of the cleaver, the leading man prostrated himself on the ground, voice filled with regret.
"Hmph."
"I thought you were quite capable, weren't you acting all cocky earlier?"
Yi Feng let out a cold snort, unable to help glancing contemptuously to the side.
However.
It was precisely this sudden glance and movement from Yi Feng that caused a fierce glint to flash through the leading man's eyes. He suddenly erupted from the ground.
At the same time he erupted upwards, vital energy surged wildly within his body, converging towards his right hand.
In an instant.
He condensed a pulsating ball of energy in his palm, brimming with rolling storms.
"Hahaha, you're still too naive!"
"You should have just killed me outright earlier. Since you didn't strike me down immediately, bear the brunt of my dying counterattack!"
Madness colored his voice as he revealed the appearance of one staking his all. He thrust the powerful attack in his hands straight towards Yi Feng's chest.
This strike, it connected!
"Is he...dead?"
Seeing this, the spectating master and servant's eyes widened in horror, gaze fixed intently on Yi Feng as apprehension filled their hearts.
Although they had been shocked by Yi Feng's earlier might, taking a point-blank strike without defense from a Martial Emperor still seemed to spell certain doom in their eyes.
The black-clothed man who attacked also held his breath as he watched Yi Feng, those eyes of his motionless like an eagle's.
"Dead?"
Similar misgivings ran through his mind.
The wind.
Howled past.
In this moment.
An eerie silence permeated the scene, even the sound of breathing fading away.
Suddenly.
A voice shattered the tranquil atmosphere.
"You touched me?"
The voice came from Yi Feng's mouth. At the same time, he rubbed his chest with his palm.
"Groping me while on your deathbed, what a resounding dying counterattack, low on damage but packing quite the humiliation huh!"
He swung his palm out in a loud slap, knocking the black-clothed man flat on the ground again, foot stomping on his chest.
This scene caused the master and servant duo whose hearts were in their throats to become stupefied.
Touch, touch you?
A full powered strike from a Martial Emperor actually described as touching you...
How could that not sound a beatdown begging to happen?
Beneath Yi Feng's feet, the black-clothed man was even more dumbstruck, bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Yi Feng.
To think he would emerge completely unharmed after tanking his strongest attack with no defense at all?
"Just who are you?"
Unresigned terror colored the black-clothed man's eyes as he squeezed out word for word.
"Who am I you ask?"
Yi Feng sneered coldly.
The man looked towards Yi Feng expectantly.
"I'm your granddaddy."
Yi Feng's cleaver descended swiftly and cleanly.
At this point.
The seven black-clothed men had all perished.
"Really, all sorts daringly block the road and rob people these days, do they actually think I'm vegetarian or something?"
Yi Feng grabbed the black-clothed men's clothes and complained while wiping his cleaver clean of blood before keeping it.
After putting away his cleaver, Yi Feng straightened out his pristine robes and turned his head with a faint smile towards the women.
"Esteemed ladies need not worry any longer."
He gently uttered.
At his words, the master and servant shuddered before hurriedly walking over, bowing deeply by Yi Feng's side as they reverently cried out, "Greetings senior!"
"Hey now, enough with this senior business, they were just some trash I took care of." Yi Feng quickly helped the two women up, dismissively stating.
The two women couldn't help twitching their lips.
Casually labeling Martial Emperors as trash, his words truly left them not knowing how to respond.
Yet they also couldn't refute it at all.
After all, it was true that he had casually disposed of seven Martial Emperors like chopping vegetables. To him, Martial Emperors probably truly were trash!
"On the contrary, it is I who should be thanking you two."
Yi Feng continued on to say. After all, while these lasses were cowardly, their good intentions to help him were still rather apparent.
"Senior is too kind, senior didn't even need our help to begin with. Rather, us two became senior's burden instead." The two women apprehensively replied.
"You're both far too modest."
Although the two women were completely right, Yi Feng didn't wish to dampen their admirable intentions of drawing their swords to aid injustice they saw. Hence he consoled jokingly, "The arrival of you two beauties could be said to have emboldened me, for only in the presence of such beauty could I erupt with such apocalyptic might!"
Yi Feng's joke caused the tense women to be unable to refrain from smiling coyly behind their hands.
They truly hadn't expected this eminent personage to actually be so humorous and easygoing!
Furthermore, looking at his refined and unruffled appearance, it was truly difficult to connect him with that terrifying figure from before who had casually reaped the souls of seven Martial Emperors with a turn of his hand!
After some more small talk, Yi Feng learned that the woman was named Ye Yi, while the girl by her side was her handmaiden Xiao Chun.
"Right, is there a city up ahead?" Yi Feng asked.
"Reporting to senior, there is an administration city about fifty kilometers ahead." Ye Yi respectfully replied.
"That's good to know there's a city."
Yi Feng smiled with a nod, also stating, "Lady Ye, no need to address me as senior or anything, just an ordinary commoner, there's no need to put on the formalities practitioners have."
"A common...commoner?"
Ye Yi's red lips parted, an incredulous expression on her face as she looked at Yi Feng.
"Why would I lie to you, do I look like someone with any cultivation arts?" Yi Feng spread his hands out with a laugh.
Ye Yi twitched her mouth.
Right.
A commoner.
On the surface that was indeed what he looked to be and she had initially believed him.
But after witnessing with her own eyes Yi Feng annihilating those seven Martial Emperors, she could only say that in her life, she had never seen such an unfathomable commoner before.
Thus, Ye Yi couldn't help but laugh, "Senior teases too much. If senior was truly an average human, how could you possibly deal with those seven so easily?"
"What's so hard about getting rid of them?"
Yi Feng chuckled as he spoke, "To begin with those guys were shoddy trash. It's not just cultivators who can achieve a one versus seven, ordinary commoners can too."
"Senior jests again. How could an average mortal possibly face all seven of them?" Ye Yi gave a faint smile, only reckoning internally that Yi Feng was messing with her.
Wait just a moment.
She seemed to have noticed something off right after she finished speaking.
Did Yi Feng just say earlier that even commoners could achieve a one versus seven?
Could he be implying...
Ye Yi suddenly recalled that when Yi Feng had killed those seven just now, not an iota of energy undulations were revealed from him. Nor did he utilize any mystic arts practitioners had. Even his movements were simply basic stances ordinary mortals used.
Gasp!
Once she thought back to this point, Ye Yi couldn't help inhaling sharply.
In other words.
The man standing before her eyes slew those seven Martial Emperors purely by mortal methods?
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
