This old man seemed relatively calm, and Qi Yuan successfully caught a glimpse of his inner thoughts. He was a bit surprised; could they really fight? The child's identity was that of an SSS-level Superhuman, and these people were all radiating killing intent. Could their strength all be above SSS-level?
Although their strength slightly exceeded expectations, it wasn't time to back down yet. First, he needed to test their attitude towards the Stolen Operator, and then decide whether to retreat or directly take action.
As for the Elder's suggestion, it couldn't be said to be completely meaningless, but it was essentially bullshit.
Just? Just?
How many people had died fighting monsters in the past few decades?
Fighting for the right to use the world, creating world loopholes, there was no such thing as peaceful coexistence, only...
Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a phrase coming to mind—"root out the source!"
He erased the steady plan in his heart and began to form a rough draft of a "using force against force" strategy in his mind.
Instantly, his heart swelled with heroic sentiment, as if he would save the world from disaster, support the collapsing...
Drag it to the sewer.
Damn, too many jokes, and his brain automatically filled in the rest.
The spark in his heart was extinguished, and he immediately returned to sage mode.
Qi Yuan said expressionlessly, "Sorry, you're not qualified to fight me to the death."
His Stolen Operator identity hadn't even made an appearance yet, so it wasn't completely over. Fortunately, he played it safe.
Upon hearing this, the Ancient God Cult members on the scene became emotionally charged, clamoring to teach this shorty a lesson.
The Elder knew that these people had been holding back for a long time, and they might be using this opportunity to vent their emotions, but the situation wasn't easy to resolve.
The Stolen Operator, a being capable of communicating with the world's will, was something he had never heard of.
"How long do you plan to cause trouble?"
Qi Yuan was slightly taken aback, suppressing any change in expression.
These invaders communicated through consciousness, and just now, the Elder had mentioned the Stolen Operator in his mind, but the thought was overshadowed by the consciousness communication.
The invaders were indeed not to be underestimated.
The Ancient God Cult members were silenced by the Elder, as if struck by a heavy blow, and they finally calmed down.
The Elder looked back at Qi Yuan and said coldly, "Your strength among the natives is not bad, but don't be too arrogant. If we hadn't wanted to show goodwill, you would have been dead by now."
"The Stolen Operator's strength is not to be underestimated, but the Stolen Operator is not to be trifled with either. As a third party, we have no need to get involved in their battle."
On the surface, he was making threats, but in private, he was calming the emotions of his subordinates.
But the Elder didn't know that this sentence caused the child, who had been looking gloomy since earlier, to raise the corners of his mouth by a pixel.
Afraid of the Stolen Operator, huh? Just say so!
He had been fighting wits with the air for half a day, a treatment that had always been reserved for his opponents.
Thinking about how it had always been others who speculated about him, and now it was him speculating about his opponents, Qi Yuan couldn't help but have a vengeful thought.
He absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to act cool in front of him!
"Aren't you coming out?"
The child's cold words echoed through the space. In an instant, the ceiling and windows shattered with a loud noise, and four figures broke through the ceiling and windows to appear before the Ancient God Cult.
Identical cloaks and well-known faces showed that the newcomers were genuine members of the Reincarnation Organization.
The Elder's heart sank, knowing that today's situation couldn't be resolved peacefully. All members had been mobilized, meaning the Stolen Operator had no intention of letting them go.
His thoughts raced, and he quickly made a decision. Only by causing spatial disturbances could the Stolen Operator shatter the world barrier, and with both sides in a stalemate, they would have a chance to survive.
They were beyond the agreed terms, and the enemy of their enemy was their friend!
If the Stolen Operator truly wanted to steal the world's energy, they wouldn't give up this opportunity.
As long as they appeared to warn the Stolen Operator not to break the agreement, they could serve as the Stolen Operator's helpers.
In an instant, the Elder thought of many things and immediately issued orders to the Ancient God Cult members.
"Their few strengths are not weak, but with your strength, you can stop them. Wait for me..."
"Crack——!"
An invisible giant beast rolled up from the ground, directly crushing the abandoned factory.
The loud noise caught the attention of residents in the distant city, and soon, countless lights lit up in that city.
The alarm sounded throughout the city, guiding people to the shelters.
The satellite footage was immediately sent to the city's head, who turned pale upon seeing the giant beast rolling.
"This is the mysterious... Reincarnation Organization!"
"Contact Dragon Country immediately and ask for a reasonable explanation!"
The assistant loudly acknowledged, but was stopped just as he turned around.
"Come back! Ask the Reincarnation Organization for the reason behind this, and if they can't give one... well, it doesn't matter..."
"Okay..."
Unaware of the invaders' strength, Qi Yuan didn't dare to be overconfident, only leaving a clone at home, so he was oblivious to the city's reaction.
He was in a good mood, rubbing a black hole and expanding its range.
Seeking an alliance with the Stolen Operator, he hadn't heard of such a request.
Qi Yuan finally experienced what his opponents had felt all along; overthinking wasn't a good thing.
But no matter, he wouldn't give his opponents extra strength by overthinking.
This pain, he couldn't empathize with, and he had to repay it twofold to reduce the shame of being outsmarted by a bird he had been hunting all day.
Qi Yuan looked down at the invaders who were hastily escaping their bodies to avoid the giant beast's harm, a smile curling on his lips.
If the roles were reversed, he would show them what cruelty really was.
It was time to give him an experience card, invaders.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
