"Roar!!!"
The red dragon was clearly not working for the Supernatural United Bureau for the first time.
When the mountainous dragon's body appeared, corresponding measures were immediately taken near the Supernatural United Bureau headquarters. A wide and spacious landing area was prepared for the red dragon to rest.
"The dragon destroyed the landing pad!"
Rex Santos excitedly shouted something he had heard from who knows where.
With a burst of speed,
a steep dive,
and a tail flick upon landing,
the red dragon landed on the ground in a flamboyant manner.
The immense kinetic energy from the impact tore deep gouges into the ground, showcasing the raw power of a Sanctuary dragon and its overwhelming presence.
However, near the landing site,
the staff were accustomed to this scene.
They weren't too surprised.
They quickly divided tasks and began repairing the damage caused by the red dragon.
But soon, someone noticed something unusual. It was a clerical worker responsible for task handovers with the red dragon. He asked the dragon if the recent strength assessment had gone smoothly.
The red dragon nodded solemnly, "That lord's strength is formidable. I narrowly lost to him."
The clerical worker was shocked, "What? Not only is he a true Sanctuary Magus, but he also achieved victory!?"
Holy crap.
This kind of thing actually happened!
The clerical worker was both shocked and thrilled, his voice trembling uncontrollably. Working at the headquarters, he knew all too well how significant the emergence of a Sanctuary-level combatant was for humanity.
"This, this, this!"
"This is unbelievable!"
"No, no, I must report this immediately and get in touch with that Sanctuary powerhouse again!"
The clerical worker was too excited.
He was about to turn and leave when a light, airy voice came from above.
"No need to contact me. I'm already here."
…………
A new Sanctuary Magus had been born.
Not a member of an alien race, nor someone from another world, but a true compatriot of Huaxia, a super genius who had ascended to the pinnacle through magical inheritance.
As soon as this news spread, it caused a huge uproar throughout the Supernatural United Bureau headquarters.
Especially after it became known that Xu Xi had personally arrived,
the commotion grew even more intense.
After the staff reported the situation, it took less than five minutes for the area to be completely cordoned off, keeping the curious supernatural onlookers at bay.
"Sanctuary? Holy crap, isn't that almost godlike!?"
"Damn it, I'm so jealous!"
"Big shot, big shot, look at me! I'm your long-lost brother from another mother!"
The noise, the clamor,
and the sounds of envy and jealousy filled the air.
It wasn't until Xu Xi followed the staff into the inner sanctum of the Supernatural United Bureau headquarters that the noise gradually subsided.
"Mr. Xu, may I address you as such?"
"Sure."
Inside the headquarters building,
the lighting was bright, with lamps arranged evenly. The silver-white metal corridors were inscribed with Buddhist scriptures and Taoist talismans, sealing off any possibility of intrusion by malevolent spirits or demons.
When Xu Xi entered, someone was already waiting for him.
It was a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Compared to others, this was already an impressive level of cultivation, worthy of respect wherever he went. But compared to Xu Xi, he seemed rather ordinary.
The Nascent Soul cultivator was well aware of this and maintained a humble demeanor, speaking respectfully.
"Mr. Xu, please follow me."
"Your permissions within the Bureau, as well as your benefits and points in the Supernatural Home, have all been upgraded. You can check the specifics on the Supernatural Home platform."
The process was quick, almost alarmingly so.
In the time it took Xu Xi to drink a cup of water, his identity as a Sanctuary Magus was confirmed, and both his permissions and benefits were upgraded accordingly.
"Don't you need to test my strength again?"
"Haha, you must be joking. If you've earned the recognition of that red dragon, your strength is beyond question."
"True," Xu Xi nodded.
The pride of dragons was well-known.
Whether it was the dragons of the East or the dragons of the West, both held immense pride in their bloodline and looked down on all other creatures with equal disdain.
The only way to earn a dragon's respect and make them submit was to defeat and subdue them.
This was why the Supernatural United Bureau immediately confirmed that Xu Xi was a true Sanctuary Magus.
The Nascent Soul cultivator continued, "Next, please follow this corridor all the way to the end. Our director is waiting for you there."
"The director?"
"Yes. Perhaps you've already heard from the red dragon—it was the sword immortal who defeated it with a single strike."
"Alright, I understand."
Xu Xi's speculation was confirmed.
The one who had defeated the red dragon was indeed a sword immortal, and he also served as the director of the Supernatural United Bureau.
Xu Xi couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity: "I've already encountered gods in the simulation world, but I've never met an immortal before."
"I thought I'd see one in a later simulation, but I never expected it to happen in the real world."
"Well, I'll meet him."
"After all, with the Eternal Tear, safety isn't an issue, and he can't possibly be an Immortal Emperor. Otherwise, the Earth wouldn't be able to handle it."
Xu Xi calmly weighed the pros and cons.
In the end, he decided to go ahead with the meeting.
He walked along the silver-white metal corridor, heading straight ahead. Just as he was about to reach the end, the space around him blurred and shifted, transforming into a natural landscape.
The sound of flowing water and rustling bamboo leaves filled the air.
The sunlight filtering through the sky was just right, refracting off the rippling water surface to create a dreamy, tranquil scene.
Xu Xi looked ahead and saw a lean, elderly figure practicing swordplay alone.
He was old,
but also incredibly free-spirited.
Without using any supernatural abilities or immortal power, he simply swung his sword calmly, yet the sharpness of his sword intent seemed capable of cutting through anything.
But what truly surprised Xu Xi was the style of the flying sword in the man's hand.
It was unmistakably the Withered Vine Sword,
a unique forging technique of the Forest Sword Peak lineage from the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"Traitorous disciple, it's been so long, yet you refuse to call me your teacher!"
The sword immortal slowly retracted his sword intent, and the countless sword energies that had filled the heavens and earth returned to the Withered Vine Sword. He turned slightly, revealing a face that Xu Xi recognized.
Li Wanshou.
The master of Forest Sword Peak.
Xu Xi's teacher from his first simulation world.
"Teacher?" Xu Xi was momentarily stunned, then laughed, "This disciple admits his fault."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
Their smiles were calm, without any overwhelming excitement or tears. It was a serene and natural exchange, just like the old days when they addressed each other as teacher and disciple.
"Sit down."
Li Wanshou gestured for Xu Xi to take a seat.
The two of them sat around a stone table, facing each other. As the gentle breeze whispered by, fresh bamboo leaves steeped in hot water slowly filled their teacups.
After a few simple pleasantries and confirming Xu Xi's recent circumstances,
Li Wanshou's expression turned nostalgic. "Though I don't know how you, this traitorous disciple, came back to life, this teacher... is very happy."
The old man's lips curled into a smile, but it didn't last long before his face turned stern again.
He slammed the table and lamented, "Traitorous disciple! Why on earth did you have to go and learn some barbaric magic? It's shallow, vulgar! The path of immortality is the true, righteous path!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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?!
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."
