Outside the control room.
Thud—
Nanako was so anxious that her left foot caught her right, causing her to fall flat on the ground.
Face first.
All the mages in the training plaza outside the control panel froze for a moment,
then stared in bewilderment at the smoking control room and the little girl who had rushed out only to fall flat.
"Quick! Call the magic engineers!" Nanako shouted, pressing down on her hat:
"The control panel has malfunctioned, and my disciple is trapped inside the training ground! We need help immediately!"
Seeing the control room billowing with black smoke, all the mages in the plaza became panicked and rushed to summon professional magic engineers.
...
Meanwhile, inside the training ground.
Lynn stared with deadpan eyes at the group of magical beasts before him.
The countless high-level magical beasts and demons bared their sharp fangs, their eyes flashing with murderous intent. Many demons even displayed cruel, savage grins.
They advanced toward Lynn step by step. In their eyes, Lynn, a mere second-tier mage, posed no threat whatsoever.
They had all been captured by Winter Spring Valley.
Slaughtering a Winter Spring Valley mage would definitely be something they'd enjoy doing.
But Lynn remained completely calm.
He glanced at the light screen, rubbed his chin, and said: "My little teacher should be outside by now, right?"
He shrugged.
Feeling quite helpless.
This was exactly why he called his petite teacher stupid.
Though she was quite accomplished in magic, she was always so reckless and prone to embarrassing herself when anxious.
But since his teacher had gone outside...
Now then...
Lynn smiled slightly.
And almost at the exact moment Lynn turned his head.
The countless high-level beasts lunged at Lynn to kill him, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent, sharp teeth seemingly ready to tear him to pieces at any moment.
Terrifying roars and sneers accompanied their fierce attacks, passing in an instant.
Just as the countless high-level magical beasts and demons were about to trample Lynn into meat paste.
At that very moment.
Lynn gave them a look.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and an incredibly terrifying pressure instantly erupted from his body.
In that instant.
The charging magical beasts were suddenly blown backward one after another as if hit by an enormous energy blast.
Bang—
Bang—
Even the mighty ninth-tier magical beasts.
Even the high-level demons that only city-destroying mages could contend with.
None could withstand the terrifying power emanating from that single glance, all being thrown back like leaves in the wind, crashing heavily into the ground.
In that moment, all the magical beasts were shocked.
They trembled, their faces filled with astonishment.
In their vision.
The seemingly weak second-tier mage from before was now emanating towering black energy that had almost materialized.
That was the materialization of pressure, an aura that only beings approaching divinity would manifest.
But...
What kind of joke was this?!
How could a second-tier mage suddenly display such a terrifying aura that only demigods should possess?!
"Kneel."
A cold voice.
Almost instinctively, the magical beasts and demons, still under the massive intimidation, felt their legs weaken.
Thud—
Thud—
Their legs moved against their will, bending as they knelt one after another.
Even the plant-type magical beasts without legs uprooted themselves and prostrated trembling on the ground.
"So... so terrifying..."
"Who exactly is he? Why do I feel he's far more frightening than even the highest authority in Winter Spring Valley..."
"Shut up and kneel! Do you want to die?!"
Cold sweat poured down their bodies as they trembled in fear.
This pressure felt even more chilling than a dragon's might, more intense than the kings of the abyss.
For just that moment.
They had a strange feeling.
The being standing before them wasn't human at all, but rather some ancient, unspeakable existence.
...
Not a single magical beast dared to move. Their teeth chattered as they stared at Lynn in terror, feeling as if their hearts were slowly freezing.
Seeing the magical beasts trembling in fear,
Lynn rubbed his chin and said: "I really miss it, you know. Those days of showing off without restraint are gone forever!"
Lynn sighed wistfully.
Shouldering his staff, he strode toward them.
Any magical beast caught in his gaze would invariably shiver, not daring to move.
Not bad! Not bad at all.
Lynn looked at the magical beasts, a satisfied smile of appreciation appearing on his face.
He had been laying low before, never really encountering Winter Spring Valley's true strength. Now he could see that as Purple Rose's strongest guardian organization, they were indeed quite capable.
An Iron-backed Spiked Lizard about to break through from ninth-tier to king-tier.
A high-level demon from the Abyss, a Dark Knight almost qualified to be a king's guard.
A Fallen Unicorn that could destroy a small city just by appearing.
Being able to keep so many powerful magical beasts in captivity truly demonstrated Winter Spring Valley's prowess.
Lynn continued his inspection with appreciation.
Then, Lynn stopped in front of a winged succubus.
Succubus.
From the Abyss beyond the Purple Rose continent.
These were humanoid demons with wings on their backs and horns on their heads.
They usually appeared in female form and often entered human nightmares to feed on human essence.
Being stared at by Lynn, the succubus trembled violently, cold sweat dripping onto the ground.
What... what did he want to do?
How could someone who was just a second-tier mage suddenly emit such terrifying energy?!
This pressure felt like... like...
"You're a servant of Lilith, the Fifth King of the Abyss?"
Lynn's voice came.
The succubus's whole body shuddered, and she instinctively looked up at the young human mage before her.
How... how did he know?!
And how did he know my master's title?!
Then she saw Lynn staring at the mark on her broken pauldron.
That mark represented the forces of the Fifth King of the Abyss.
The succubus was stunned and asked: "You... you know our master?"
Lynn nodded and said: "Yes, she was quite good in bed, quite skilled."
All demons: "(ΩДΩ)!!!!"
Quite good in bed?!!
Quite skilled?!!
Could one really say such things so casually?!
That was the Fifth King of the Abyss, a king-tier powerhouse second only to gods!
The succubus trembled and asked: "May I... may I ask who you are..."
Lynn looked down at her and smiled faintly: "Heh, I haven't been to the Abyss for so long that even low-level demons like you don't recognize me anymore?"
And in that instant.
In the succubus's vision.
A terrifying figure with massive demon horns, wearing silver-gray death armor, with giant bone wings spread behind him, slowly overlapped with Lynn.
At that moment, the succubus's pupils dilated as she recognized Lynn's identity.
"No! Impossible! You're the... the... Abyss's..."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
