On the battlefield.
"You little brat, where do you think you're running to now?!"
The power of the three explosion talismans dissipated.
Guo Duan instantly appeared in front of Li Luo.
He was about to grab Li Luo by the neck to threaten Ye Wangchuan.
At that moment.
"Hey~"
Li Luo tiptoed and stuck a talisman on Guo Duan's body.
"Go to hell! You still want to blow me up, huh?!"
Guo Duan immediately kicked Li Luo away, causing him to fall flat on his butt.
He reached out to tear off the talisman on his body.
But then…
Whoosh—!
A massive flame suddenly erupted from the talisman!
The fire instantly engulfed Guo Duan's arm and body, spreading rapidly!
Seeing it was just fire, Guo Duan sneered.
He was at the early stage of the fourth level.
As long as the flame's temperature didn't reach 10,000 degrees Celsius, it couldn't harm him in the slightest!
And this little brat in front of him was only at the late stage of the first level.
A kid with such low cultivation probably only had access to low-level talismans!
Hahaha!
*Thud.*
Just as Guo Duan was feeling smug, his other arm was burned to a crisp by the flames and fell to the ground.
"Huh?"
Guo Duan stared blankly at his arm.
At the same time, a searing, excruciating pain began to spread throughout his entire body!
"Ahhhhhhhh, what the hell!!!!!!!"
The burning pain was so intense that even someone like Guo Duan, who had torn off his own organs so often that he had become numb to pain, couldn't bear it!
Every inch of his skin being burned to ash brought unbearable agony!
And the fire even forcibly added some nerves to Guo Duan's body to ensure he felt every bit of the pain.
The pain was so overwhelming that Guo Duan lost his senses and couldn't fight anymore!
"No! I need to switch bodies! I need to switch bodies!"
Guo Duan immediately sprinted to a place filled with corpses!
First, he used his mouth to tear off a corpse's shoulder and attached it to his right arm.
After all, both his shoulders were gone.
Once he had a new shoulder, Guo Duan tried to extinguish the flames on his body.
When he realized the fire couldn't be put out, he quickly began manipulating his core.
Guo Duan first moved his core to his finger, then swiftly cut off the finger and attached it to another corpse.
Once the corpse gained Guo Duan's consciousness, he immediately moved the core back into his body and cut off the burning finger!
At this point.
Guo Duan's new body no longer had a single trace of fire!
"Keke! Kekeke! I'm still one step ahead—"
Whoosh!
Before Guo Duan could finish, he burst into flames again.
Guo Duan: "…"
"Could it be that my core has been tainted by that fire?"
The moment this thought crossed his mind, despair filled Guo Duan's eyes.
……
……
Meanwhile.
Ye Wangchuan, who was being chased by fifteen black smoke entities, twitched his lips when he saw what had just happened.
He had already figured it out.
Guo Duan had tried to attack Li Luo, and at the critical moment, Li Luo's system had come up with a new item.
Sigh, why mess with the Child of Fortune?
Now you're stuck with an unquenchable fire.
That talisman's power is insane, burning a fourth-level powerhouse to the point of screaming.
As Ye Wangchuan thought this, he glanced behind him. The fifteen black smoke entities had already started to dissipate due to Guo Duan's breakdown.
In the air, the red barrier blocking the exit also began to crumble bit by bit.
Seeing this, the others scrambled toward the exit like madmen.
After all, they had no idea if the fire on Guo Duan's body would ever go out.
In just a moment, only a few people remained in the entire pocket dimension.
And just like that, the battle ended in a rather anticlimactic manner…
"Brother Ye, let's go. The exit to this pocket dimension might close at any moment."
Liu Han approached Ye Wangchuan and spoke.
Ye Wangchuan waved his hand dismissively, sending Liu Han away.
Step by step, he walked over to Guo Duan, who was writhing in agony.
Despite the unbearable pain, Guo Duan was still constantly replacing his body parts to stay alive.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, kicked away the corpses around Guo Duan, and stood at a distance, staring at him coldly.
"You—!"
Guo Duan glared at Ye Wangchuan with hatred, gnashing his teeth.
"Once we get out of here, my master won't let you off!"
"Mm."
Ye Wangchuan nodded perfunctorily.
Soon, Guo Duan was burned to a crisp.
With his core cracking due to insufficient spiritual energy, Guo Duan finally met his end.
The terrifying flames also extinguished at last.
From a distance, Ye Wangchuan threw a few spears, smashing Guo Duan's remains into pieces.
Only then did he feel at ease and walked over.
He rummaged through the remains.
When he finally found a spatial ring, Ye Wangchuan stopped.
This spatial ring belonged to a wealthy young master from another city, which Guo Duan had stolen when he blocked the exit.
Inside the spatial ring were all the treasures Guo Duan had plundered—rare herbs, divine weapons, precious ornaments, and more.
But these weren't what Ye Wangchuan was after.
He searched further and, sure enough, found a cultivation manual titled "Volume One of the Severed Unity Demonic Art."
"So there really is a demonic art here."
Ye Wangchuan smiled and stored the spatial ring away.
As for this demonic art… Ye Wangchuan had no intention of learning it.
In his view, as a human, using one's original body was the best. Resorting to stitching together others' body parts or possessing others' bodies was something he couldn't accept.
In the end, one's natural body was the best.
The reason Ye Wangchuan took the demonic art was to prevent other Children of Fortune from secretly learning it.
Children of Fortune were simply blessed with high luck, as if aided by the heavens.
But that didn't mean they were all righteous and kind.
For example, among all the Children of Fortune Ye Wangchuan had encountered so far—
Li Luo, Liu Han, Tang San, Su Fugui, and Luo Nangui.
Out of these five, only Liu Han was truly righteous and kind!
The others were either self-serving, insane, or utterly despicable.
And the only kind one, Liu Han, was pathetically weak, still only at the early stage of the first level!
So, if some blackened Child of Fortune stumbled upon this demonic art and became a demonic cultivator, it wouldn't be surprising at all.
For Ye Wangchuan, the fewer "Sons of Fortune" there were, the better.
As for demonic cultivation techniques, he simply handed them over to the Ye family to deal with.
As it turned out,
Ye Wangchuan's approach was the right one.
In the distance, Su Fugui had initially considered searching the corpses to see if there were any techniques to be found.
After all, his younger brother hadn't fully recovered yet.
If he could learn Guo Duan's techniques, he might be able to stitch together a new one for himself.
But upon seeing Ye Wangchuan begin to search the bodies, he abandoned the idea.
After all, Ye Wangchuan was his savior and had contributed significantly to the battle.
Su Fugui, on the other hand, had done nothing but send a bunch of people to their deaths.
He couldn't bring himself to steal the credit...
Of course, the main reason was that he was no match for Ye Wangchuan.
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!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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.”
