"Gu Qingfeng, how do you explain this?" Li Qianren suddenly demanded.
Explain? If you're so good at making assumptions, why don't you explain it for me?
Ah!
Gu Qingfeng sighed internally. He truly didn't know how to explain without revealing the existence of the system.
But not explaining wasn't an option either. This was the crucial moment, a life-or-death crisis where the lives of everyone present hung on his next explanation.
Why was this the case?
Because if his explanation wasn't convincing, a fight would definitely break out. And if that happened, Gu Qingfeng, who wasn't particularly skilled in speed, would find it difficult to escape. So what then?
He'd have to kill them all.
So these bigshots' survival really depended on his next explanation.
Don't doubt it - Gu Qingfeng had the capability. Though they outnumbered him, with his Vajra-like invincible body, no one below the Grandmaster realm could harm him. If it came to fighting, he only needed to defeat Li Qianren.
As for how to defeat Li Qianren?
Looking at his small frame, it seemed unlikely he could withstand a Single-Character Sun-Scorching Sword strike. Even if he could, well, just use it multiple times - after all, it only consumed White Bone Demon Fire.
The only tricky part was a Grandmaster's speed. Speed was currently Gu Qingfeng's biggest weakness, and the Single-Character Sun-Scorching Sword might not be able to hit Li Qianren.
But that was before. Since being attacked by the Blood Demon's remnant soul, Gu Qingfeng's soul had greatly strengthened, comparable to a Grandmaster!
With such soul strength to employ the Eye Technique: Phantom Vision, even if he couldn't trap Li Qianren in an illusion, he could at least make him hesitate momentarily, enough time to strike him down with the Single-Character Sun-Scorching Sword.
This plan was perfect!
Gu Qingfeng calculated secretly. The bigshots facing him had no idea that this Yellow-rank Demon Eliminator had already figured out how to send them to the afterlife.
Wait! Hold on!
Gu Qingfeng suddenly realized something - soul strength... comparable to a Grandmaster!?
Damn! Wasn't this the most reasonable explanation?
Suddenly, breaking the tense silence, Gu Qingfeng spoke slowly: "Lord Li, I don't know what a mirror invasion is, but before dying, the Mirror Demon did launch a strange attack against me. It possessed my copy and transformed into a beam of light that entered my body."
At these words, the atmosphere grew even heavier. Some Earth-rank Demon Eliminators began gathering power, as if ready to strike Gu Qingfeng dead at any moment.
Completely ignoring these threats, Gu Qingfeng continued calmly: "However, once it entered my body, it died."
"Died? Kid, that was one of the Seven Demon Generals - you expect us to believe it just died like that?"
"The Mirror Demon tried to kill my soul and take over my body. I was forced to counterattack, and accidentally killed it with my soul power."
This statement was met with an eerie silence.
After a moment, an Earth-rank Demon Eliminator burst into laughter: "Kid, do you even know what you're saying? You killed the Mirror Demon with soul power? Do you take us for fools? Though the Mirror Demon relied on copying abilities to fight, it was still an Innate Realm greater demon. Its soul strength could only be resisted by a Grandmaster. Are you trying to tell us that you, a mere Qi Gathering Fourth Level warrior, have soul strength comparable to a Grandmaster?"
Everyone sneered, waiting for Gu Qingfeng's response.
To their surprise, Gu Qingfeng only replied with one word: "Yep!"
The Earth-rank Demon Eliminator grew angry and said to Li Qianren: "Lord Li, this kid is talking nonsense. In my opinion, we should arrest him and interrogate him properly."
Li Qianren frowned as he looked at Gu Qingfeng, noticing that his face showed no trace of fear, which secretly amazed him.
Could this kid be telling the truth?
"Truth or lies, a test will tell," Li Qianren said coldly.
As his words fell, an extremely terrifying soul wave erupted from his body! Like a tempest, it swept toward Gu Qingfeng!
This was the soul pressure of a Grandmaster! The oppressive feeling of an apex predator!
Everyone present changed expression.
The weakest among them, Wang Fatty and Xu Daizi, collapsed to the ground, their faces pale.
This was only because Li Qianren wasn't targeting others - otherwise, the pressure they felt would have been even greater.
One can imagine the pressure Gu Qingfeng was under at the center of this storm.
Faced with this sweeping soul force, Gu Qingfeng neither dodged nor evaded, his expression didn't even change slightly.
The next moment, a soul force entirely equal to Li Qianren's erupted from Gu Qingfeng's body!
The two soul forces instantly collided!
Boom!
An invisible soul wave immediately filled the entire hall. Everyone felt a heaviness descend upon them - the manifestation of soul suppression.
The terrifying suppressive force from their clash actually caused the hall's stone floor to crack with a series of sounds!
This was incorporeal soul power, yet it could affect physical matter - this showed that their soul power had become strong enough to influence reality!
Everyone's expressions changed dramatically as they stared in shock at the calm-faced Gu Qingfeng, their eyes filled with disbelief.
An absurd thought rose from their hearts.
This kid... hadn't been lying!
His soul strength was actually...
Comparable to a Grandmaster!!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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.”

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