As he walked into the Bronze Gate, he came to a small house of just over ten square meters.
The house was very simple, with only a small wooden table on which a lantern was placed, emitting a faint light.
On the walls were two bookshelves, with not many books on them.
Qian Lao was one of the earliest awakened ones. During the Eternal Night, the whole world was plunged into darkness, with ghost fog shrouding everything, bringing despair and terror.
Countless people faced collapse, and even more died during the Eternal Night.
At that time, I was just an ordinary person. It was the team leader who led us to fight our way through, and we huddled together for warmth.
The Eternal Night only lasted for three days, but after those three days, everything was in shambles.
You are fortunate to have been rescued by the team leader early on and gathered together in a safe place.
I was one of them too, but most of the awakened ones died protecting mankind during the Eternal Night. Fortunately, Dao City finally lent us a hand in the end.
Only then were we barely able to establish ten cities to shelter mankind completely.
During the battle of Eternal Night, Qian Lao paid an almost fatal price to save countless lives.
Zhang ZiLiang's emotions seemed a little off. With his back to Wang Ye, he said softly, though his voice trembled a little.
Wang Ye also fell silent.
Everyone went through the Eternal Night.
Fortunately, as the lucky ones, they were gathered together when the Eternal Night had just erupted, and did not experience much danger. So they only knew about the three days of darkness, but did not have much perception of the dangers within it.
Therefore, Wang Ye at that time was still quite naive, including many surviving ordinary people, who were still very optimistic about this world.
It was not until the second Eternal Night...
Wang Ye personally experienced what terror and despair really meant.
The impact of the second Eternal Night on ordinary people was unimaginable.
It was also after that that Wang Ye finally understood how much effort it takes to struggle to survive in this terrible world.
It seemed like a timeline - most ordinary people recognized the reality and became diligent and serious.
A tiny fraction of people completely gave up and went mad, destroying themselves.
Even so, Wang Ye still did not escape death during the third Eternal Night.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to find an appropriate opportunity to inform Zhang ZiLiang about the second Eternal Night.
Although Wang Ye never considered himself kind, passing on a piece of information could save many more people and give Team Tian more preparation time. Doing something like this would give him peace of mind.
The information about the Buddhist Clan is over there. I only have access for half an hour.
With his emotions gradually stabilizing, Zhang ZiLiang pointed to a wall and said lightly.
Wang Ye nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and his state of mind gradually calmed down. He walked to the bookshelf.
Contrary to Wang Ye's expectations, the books on the shelves were not ancient texts, but rather classified archives.
Buddhist Clan Origins
Buddhist Clan Strength Levels
Current Buddha Kingdom Power Rankings
And a series of other materials, all unavailable outside, he really wondered how Team Tian had compiled all this information.
Otherwise they would have found someone to try long ago.
Wang Ye picked up the file on Buddhist strength levels without hesitation.
Because he was currently on the pure physical path, very similar to the Buddhist Clan, he was most interested in their strength system.
Buddhist Clan, level one, called Shami.
Hammering the skin every day, hitting with sticks until enduring 50 strikes, then one can advance.
Shami?
Wang Ye thought for a moment. The bald man he killed at the amusement park should be at the basic Shami level.
With just simple skin enhancement, even some powerful first awakened could easily deal with them.
Level two, called Buddhism Child.
Hammering the muscles every day, soaking in medicinal baths, punching through two inches of steel, then one can advance.
Buddhism Child, this was probably the level of King Kong.
Wang Ye gained some understanding again. With a powerful brute body and some Buddhist skills, a Buddhism Child was the top existence among second awakened.
Level three, called Martial Monk.
Hammering the bones every day, specific cultivation methods unknown.
Level four, called Protector.
Hammering the qi and blood every day, specific cultivation methods unknown.
Level five, called Arhat.
Level six, called King Kong.
The text in the archives was very short, with introductions only for the first two levels. As for later levels, only the names were recorded, obviously even Team Tian had not fully investigated the subsequent cultivation methods.
Otherwise they would have already found someone to try.
Team Tian did not even know the names beyond level six.
And he himself had already strengthened his bones to at least the fourth level of the Buddhist Clan.
After gaining a general understanding of his own level, Wang Ye closed the file and put it back on the shelf, then took out the one on Buddhist power distribution and looked through it again.
He had an intuition that for a long period of time in the future, he would have to deal with the Buddhist Clan.
When the mysterious old monk in the slums left, he had clearly stated that there was karma between him and the Buddhist Clan.
He just didn't know what level that old monk was in the Buddhist Clan.
However, the skinning knife in his hand seemed to have the specific effect of breaking through the Buddhist Clan's physical defenses.
As he pondered this, Wang Ye opened the next file.
Buddha Kingdom power distribution unknown, pending supplement.
Only a few short words were written on the thick file.
The rest of the file was completely blank pages, and Wang Ye's face instantly darkened.
Noticing this, Zhang ZiLiang said lightly: The Buddha Kingdom is very exclusive, they never allow outsiders to enter, so intelligence on them can only be obtained by the lowest level scouts. Otherwise, why do you think I agreed to bring you in here?
Feeling tricked by the old fox Zhang ZiLiang once again, Wang Ye cursed inwardly and closed the file, not bothering to look at the other Buddhist files.
Without even basic power distribution information, there was no hope of obtaining any useful information.
Can I look at other things?
Wang Ye stood up and asked Zhang ZiLiang.
Zhang ZiLiang shook his head slightly: Knowing too much is not a good thing for you. Of course, if you obtain other intelligence on the Buddhist Clan in the future, you can come exchange it equivalently.
I want to know, are there any Buddhist cultivation methods? With just physical training, the Buddhist Clan has obvious weaknesses. I want to know how they make up for their own deficiencies.
Wang Ye thought for a moment and asked.
Zhang ZiLiang was startled, looking deeply at Wang Ye, as if to see through him. After a long time, he finally said: There are, but they are precious.
The implication was very clear.
Wang Ye looked at Zhang ZiLiang and said with a laugh: The second Eternal Night.
What did you say?
Zhang ZiLiang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his breathing became hurried.

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.