The entire sky was bathed in radiant glory.
In the direction of the Sacred Veil, which they had left not long ago, a beam of light shot straight into the sky.
Within that terrifying holy radiance, a massive white lion with twin wings on its back slowly materialized.
"Sacred Sovereign?!" Nanako exclaimed in shock.
The appearance of the Sacred Sovereign immediately caught the attention of every mage in the Mage Association.
Such a terrifying beast instantly caused the young mages' faces to turn pale with fear.
"What is that?! Could it be a monster invasion? But what monster could break through all the defenses of our Winter Spring Valley?"
"No! That's not it! It seems to be appearing from the Sacred Veil, could it be..."
"It's the great Sacred Sovereign that sleeps beneath the Sacred Veil?!"
"The Sacred Sovereign has awakened! What's going on?"
"Wait, something seems off about the Sacred Sovereign..."
Everyone stared wide-eyed in that direction.
Then they saw it.
The giant white lion remained majestic and glorious, but on its back, it carried a huge bundle...
It looked as if someone had hastily grabbed a piece of tattered cloth, quickly stuffed everything they could into it, tied it up, and hung it around their neck.
The mages were dumbfounded.
Because this appearance was truly... unique.
And in the next moment.
From various directions across Winter Spring Valley, figures shot into the sky one after another.
They were six powerful mages completely enveloped in Arcane Magic Power. The leading mage emanated an aura that made everyone's hearts tremble.
These were the other six executives representing Winter Spring Valley's highest combat power!
"My Lord Sovereign!"
The elderly man in the gray magic robe who led them knelt on one knee in mid-air and solemnly looked at the Sacred Sovereign, asking in bewilderment:
"May I ask what caused your awakening? And this is..."
He stared in confusion at the bundle on the Sacred Sovereign's back.
Since the establishment of Winter Spring Valley.
Apart from the seven executives requesting blessings, the Sacred Sovereign had awakened fewer times than could be counted on one hand.
Let alone appearing directly before everyone like this.
And stranger still was... that bundle...
The Sacred Sovereign fluttered its wings slightly and spoke in a detached yet authoritative tone:
"I've come to bid you farewell. From today onwards, I will leave Winter Spring Valley and never return. As for our contract, it shall be void from this moment."
Upon hearing these words, the six executives' bodies trembled instantly.
First Executive Andrew was especially shocked and exclaimed:
"Lord Sovereign, may I ask what exactly has happened? Why are you suddenly leaving Winter Spring Valley? This... this... Has someone offended you, my Lord?"
The Sacred Sovereign secretly glanced in a certain direction and muttered internally.
Offended...
Perhaps "bullied" would be a more fitting word...
But externally, it maintained its detached and authoritative demeanor, saying:
"I've slept for a thousand years, and simply wish to stretch my legs, travel around the world, and experience its magnificent sights. Who would dare offend me!"
Then it added mentally.
He's not human...
Andrew was completely bewildered.
Although the Lord Sovereign said this, looking at its packed belongings, it didn't seem like a simple sudden desire to go sightseeing!
Especially that raggedy bundle.
Why did it give the impression that the Sovereign had been driven out?!
Andrew immediately suppressed these offensive thoughts in his mind and asked in confusion:
"If that is truly the case, great Lord Sovereign, I hope you can stay a while longer. I will immediately arrange a sacrificial ceremony to bid you farewell!"
Then he turned his head and looked at the other five figures.
And noticed one executive was missing.
He frowned and shouted in a certain direction: "Nanako! Come quickly to bid farewell to Lord Sovereign. As our Winter Spring Valley's Seventh Executive, such negligence is unacceptable!!"
Nanako, outside the mage tower, startled and snapped back to reality, realizing her negligence.
She immediately rose, about to take flight.
But in the next moment, she heard the Sacred Sovereign's suddenly sharp voice.
"DO NOT LET HER COME OVER!!!"
The executives were instantly stunned.
This sudden outburst left them completely baffled.
The Sacred Sovereign swallowed.
Then it quickly resumed its holy and dignified expression, cleared its throat, and said indifferently:
"What I mean is there's no need for such trouble. The sacrificial ceremony is completely unnecessary. I must leave now. We shall meet again someday."
After speaking, the Sacred Sovereign turned around, its body quickly becoming enveloped in that holy radiance again.
But Andrew still saw that in the instant before the radiance completely covered the Sovereign, it raised its furry paw to wipe cold sweat from its brow.
Faintly, he seemed to hear muttered words from the Sovereign.
"It would be troublesome if that one were to come..."
Then under everyone's bewildered gaze.
The Sacred Sovereign, carrying its bundle, hurriedly shot towards the horizon.
At that speed, it was as if there was something terrifying in their Winter Spring Valley, and it didn't want to stay a second longer.
Complete silence fell over the scene.
...
Below Nanako's mage tower.
Nanako watched dazedly as the Sacred Sovereign disappeared into the distance.
Then she turned her head, casting an inquiring look at her disciple nearby.
Lynn seemed to have just recovered from his shock as well, looking at his master with a "completely confused" expression, apparently still immersed in the tremendous shock of the Sacred Sovereign's departure.
He moved his lips and said blankly:
"Master, what's going on?! How could the great Sacred Sovereign..."
[Finally gone. That stupid cat was sensible enough not to make me drive it away personally!]
[Hehehe, now that this fool is gone, no one in Winter Spring Valley will recognize me anymore. I can continue laying low for a long time.]
[It's just a bit of a shame. I was planning to go fleece some wool from it tonight, didn't expect it to run so fast.]
Lynn thought privately.
And his inner thoughts were naturally heard crystal clear by Nanako.
Nanako forcefully suppressed her shocked feelings.
Sure enough...
The Sacred Sovereign had indeed been driven away by her own disciple.
No wonder why the Sacred Sovereign left so suddenly...
But...
This is too much!!
Nanako was about to lose it.
But on the surface, she maintained her dignity as a master.
At least until she figured out her disciple's background, she absolutely couldn't let him suspect anything.
She clasped her chubby hands behind her back, stood straight with her chest out, closed her eyes but kept them slightly open to peek at Lynn.
"The great Sovereign is going on a journey for some time." She admonished:
"However, disciple, you must never forget the Sovereign's grace bestowed upon you. You are one who has received the Sovereign's blessing as a chosen one. You must always maintain respect for Lord Sovereign, understand?"
Lynn's face showed deep reverence as he firmly and seriously replied: "Yes, Master! I will defend Lord Sovereign with my life!"
[Like hell I will!]
[I've been hiding for so long that even such insincere words come out so smoothly...]
[Not giving me an Oscar for this performance would be truly unfair!]
[By the way, Blue-hair Master's pose looks quite nice. Despite being small and short, she's trying to look dignified and imposing, there's some gap moe~ When pushed down, she'd probably scream really loud!]

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.”

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!

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.