Chen Nian swiftly avoided the gathering crowd, tore through space-time itself, and vanished from the scene. Although he had yet to uncover any concrete clues that could serve as useful information, at the very least, he now understood one undeniable fact—he had once again become a hunted target. Who was responsible? Only time would reveal the answer. The massive commotion at that location naturally drew countless people to investigate. Rumors spread like a raging storm, dominating discussions throughout the entire southern region. “My job is ruined!” cried someone, tears welling in his eyes. He was the manager responsible for overseeing the area. “Quickly explain what happened here! Evacuate everyone affected! Make sure no one is trapped beneath the rubble! Also, determine whether there are any valuables that can still be salvaged before they’re stolen or further destroyed!” “Report, Manager! Before this incident, someone arrived here and went down to the underground chamber w

Chen Nian would never forget the Treasure and Herb Warehouse; how could he? Both items were extremely important for the sustainability and development of the Zetian Sect that he loved. Money was the power to buy the resources they needed, while Herbs were the key to creating the magical Pills required by his disciples. These two elements complemented each other and could not be separated. The Zetian Sect, with its ever-growing disciples, demanded a wise leader in managing finances and resources. Chen Nian was fully aware of this responsibility. Fortunately, he had the ability to make Pills himself. If he had to buy them, the cost incurred would surely be greater. After successfully plundering the treasure and Herb warehouse, Chen Nian shot into the sky, slipping slowly out of Ming Ju’s residence grounds. He returned to meet Long Cai, with a relieved heart because he didn’t have to shed more blood. Chen Nian did not want to kill without a clear reason, for that would taint his cons

Bai Hu stood near the pile of corpses, the sword in his hand still dripping with Bai Lin’s blood who had been killed. After slashing Bai Lin’s shoulder with extraordinary speed, Bai Hu pulled his sword back in a flash and lunged at Bai Lin for the second time, this time with the intent to behead his junior. A one-level difference in cultivation was not a problem for an experienced warrior like Bai Hu. In an instant, he succeeded in defeating Bai Lin who was above his cultivation level, proving that true strength was not just about cultivation levels alone. Bai Hu wiped his blood-covered face with his shirt that had been taken off from his body. It couldn’t be denied, he felt satisfied with his victory, but also confused with his own feelings. Killing his own junior was not something he wanted, but for the sake of saving his own survival, he had to do it. "Damn, it’s been so long since I fought like this," Bai Hu muttered while exhaling. In the end, he could only stare at Bai Lin

The two of them walked along a quiet footpath, chatting about the plan to establish the Zetian Sect as well. Their steps were so light, as if accompanied by a gentle breeze that accompanied their journey. After half an hour walking, Chen Nian and Bai Hu finally arrived at the location they meant. Chen Nian froze for a moment seeing the beauty of the scenery before his eyes. Green land with lush trees, and a clear river flowing not far from the land created a calm and peaceful atmosphere. "Nothing could be more perfect than this," Chen Nian muttered with a satisfied smile on his face. "We will make the Zetian Sect into our shared pride, Bai Hu." Bai Hu nodded firmly, then replied with full conviction, "Certainly, Master. We will work hard to achieve our goal.” Chen Nian stood above the clouds, his eyes sweeping around with full vigilance. In an instant, he released a powerful divine sense, scanning every corner of the area around him. After ensuring no one was watching, Chen Ni

Chen Nian rose from his seated position, taking a long breath as if trying to drive away the lingering fatigue. He walked toward the bathroom, cleaning himself of the sweat sticking to his body. After that, Chen Nian approached his wives who were inside the World Ring. They looked happy and complete. Long Hai and Long Bihu arrived at the main gate of the Long Clan. They stared at the tall, burly gate guard with bulging muscles. The gate guard looked very fierce and had a sharp gaze. "We want to meet your Patriarch. Can you allow us in or can you call him?" Long Bihu said with full confidence while looking straight into the gate guard’s eyes. The Long Clan guard, who stood firmly at the gate, stared sharply at the two figures who had suddenly appeared before him. "You came suddenly without introducing where you are from or who you are. How could we possibly give permission or also call the Patriarch," he said firmly. Long Bihu smiled, realizing his mistake. "Ah, I forgot. My name i