"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!"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
