High above the skies outside Heavenly Feather Sect, a beautiful figure slowly descended from the void.
“It’s been a while since I last saw Junior Brother Ye. If he sees me suddenly appear, he’ll definitely be overjoyed, right?”
The woman’s name was Su Yuheng, a 9th stage Primordial Unity Realm cultivator and President of the World Auction Chamber. She had just finished a highly profitable trade with the Celestial Holy Land and was in a great mood. This time, she had brought top-grade pills that could help boost cultivation, and decided to visit her little Junior Brother Ye Fan.
However, the moment she stepped into the vast plaza of Heavenly Feather Sect, she instantly sensed something strange.
Outside the sect’s main hall, all the disciples were wearing plain white mourning robes, kneeling uniformly outside the grand hall’s doors.
“What’s going on? Could it be… the plan succeeded and Shen Lian is dead?”
The thought of Shen Lian filled Su Yuheng with resentment. He had repeatedly gone against Ye Fan, and no matter how much she tried to advise him, he remained stubborn and defiant. What was even worse was that after bullying Ye Fan, he wouldn’t even admit it and instead came up with all sorts of excuses—truly shameless and disgusting.
If he was dead, so be it. At least no one would stand in Ye Fan’s way ever again.
“Just a piece of trash. Dead is dead. Why make such a grand scene? Even in death, he doesn’t let people live in peace.”
Su Yuheng stepped toward the main hall, intending to take one final glance at Shen Lian’s memorial tablet.
“Senior Sister Su! You’re finally back!”
Just as she was about to enter, a disciple rushed up to her crying loudly.
“Why are you crying? What’s there to cry about?”
Su Yuheng glanced at the hall, confused as to why so many people were mourning Shen Lian’s death.
She and her six sisters had spent years exposing him. The entire sect should have loathed Shen Lian and wished for his death.
So why…
“Senior Sister Su! Peak Master Yu Wen, Peak Master Dongfang, four Elders, and more than 800 inner sect disciples… they were all killed by Shen Lian. He… he’s completely lost his mind!”
“What nonsense are you spouting?! That kind of trash, Shen Lian, how could he possibly…”
Su Yuheng didn’t believe something so absurd, but her eyes happened to catch sight of six memorial tablets placed in the center of the altar—exactly those of the two Peak Masters and four Elders.
Her pupils contracted sharply, her face filled with disbelief. “Impossible. Shen Lian… how could he do such a thing? Killing his masters and betraying the sect? He wouldn’t dare! Tell me what really happened!”
In that instant, her 3rd stage Primordial Unity Realm pressure fell from the void, causing the Spiritual Energy of everyone present to go into chaos. The suffocating pressure pushed everyone to the brink of collapse.
“It’s… it’s true… Senior Sister… everyone… saw it… with their own eyes… Shen Lian… went insane…”
“Insane? How could he go insane!”
Su Yuheng’s delicate face twisted into something ferocious.
“Even if he went insane, if we wanted him dead, he should’ve obediently accepted death! Why did he resist?! Who allowed him to fight back?!”
This was the reality Su Yuheng couldn’t accept.
Shen Lian actually dared to fight back?
Didn’t that mean years of psychological suppression had completely failed?
“Where is Shen Lian? Get him out here to see me!”
“Se… Senior Sister… Shen Lian… he left the sect yesterday… and he… he also injured… Junior Brother Ye…”
“What? Junior Brother Ye?!”
At the mention of Ye Fan being injured, Su Yuheng immediately withdrew her pressure and grabbed the disciple’s shoulder.
“How badly is he hurt? Take me to him right now!”
Worried sick, she dragged the disciple toward Ye Fan’s quarters.
The black dog that carried Ye Fan’s soul barked wildly as he saw Su Yuheng approaching.
But unfortunately, all that came out were incomprehensible dog barks.
As Su Yuheng walked away, Ye Fan tried to run after her on all fours.
The next moment, a disciple raised his foot and kicked him hard in the gut.
“Awoo—!”
Ye Fan let out a pained yelp and was sent flying.
“You filthy dog! If you run around again, I’ll cook you alive!”
The disciple coldly clapped his thigh, didn’t even look down, and walked away.
“Woof woof woof (That hurts, how dare you hit me?) Woof woof woof (I’ll remember this. When I get my human body back, I’ll make you pay!)”
Ye Fan curled up in the corner, eyes glaring as that disciple walked away. He was so furious he nearly burst a dog lung.
…
Inside Ye Fan’s room, Su Yuheng found him lying unconscious.
“Junior Brother, what’s wrong? It’s me, your Third Senior Sister. Wake up, don’t scare me!”
“Hurry and get up. I brought you a brand new spiritual artifact. You have to wake up and see it!”
“Junior Brother, please don’t let anything happen to you. If something happens to you, what am I going to do?”
“Didn’t you say you wanted to marry me? How are you going to marry me like this?!”
Seeing her once lively and spirited Junior Brother now on the verge of death, Su Yuheng was overwhelmed with anxiety.
She scanned him with her Divine Sense—and in an instant, her heart turned cold.
Ye Fan’s Dantian Sea had been completely crushed. Recovery was nearly impossible.
And worse…
Ye Fan’s lower body had been shattered. He could no longer be considered a man.
“Shen Lian!!!”
Su Yuheng roared in fury.
A powerful pressure shook the entire room as if it were about to collapse.
“I will never let you go! Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will make you pay!”
After the outburst, she pointed into the air, tossing out a Realm Painting Stone.
Instantly, the space in the room distorted, revealing a growing crack.
The next moment, an old man and a youth stepped out from it.
“Greetings, President!”
Both were Void Refining Realm cultivators—one at 5th stage, the other at 2nd stage.
“At all costs, find Shen Lian and bring him to me.”
Su Yuheng glanced at the pale-faced Ye Fan lying on the bed, her face filled with heartache.
“Yes, President!”
The two turned into streaks of light and vanished from the room.
Su Yuheng sat beside Ye Fan, her face full of gentleness and sorrow. She gently stroked his cheek.
“Don’t worry, Junior Brother. Whoever hurt you… I will make them pay dearly.”
…
Far away, thousands of kilometers from Heavenly Feather Sect, Shen Lian sat cross-legged beside a spiritual spring in the wilderness, meditating to stabilize his cultivation.
In just a single day, his cultivation had risen from 1st stage Qi Gathering Realm to the Peak of Void Refining Realm. Such a heaven-defying boost granted through external means naturally left his realm unstable.
Fortunately, he had an entire peaceful night without any disturbances, allowing his cultivation to merge completely with his Divine Soul and firmly root his foundation.
“Hu…”
Letting out a long breath, he slowly opened his eyes and began planning his next move.
“With my current state, I still need a suitable environment to break through to the Tribulation Crossing Realm. Once I attempt it, the Heavenly Tribulation will come. If I’m even slightly careless, I could perish completely. I need to think carefully…”
“One-third of the known regions of the Ancient Continent are under the control of those seven ungrateful white-eyed wolves, but even their territories aren’t completely stable.”
“For example, Su Yuheng’s World Auction Chamber’s biggest rival is the Longevity Chamber of Commerce. Maybe I can use their power to successfully undergo tribulation.”
“But how do I earn the Longevity Chamber of Commerce’s trust? I need to plan this out carefully.”
Soon, hundreds of strategies flashed through Shen Lian’s mind.
But even the fastest of them would take several months—some might take years.
What made it worse was that his past as a Beta Male Simp had already spread far and wide. Gaining the trust of other factions would be incredibly difficult.
“Damn it, what a trash legacy to inherit!”
Cursing under his breath, Shen Lian clearly wasn’t talking to himself, but to the former soul who had inhabited this body.
“You gave away your chance to ascend the peak to a bunch of ungrateful traitors. You really left me a mess… but…”
A moment later, Shen Lian slowly unfolded his folding fan.
“You did raise the difficulty level for me. No matter. If all plans fail, then I’ll just use the most direct method!”
Having made up his mind, Shen Lian prepared to leave, heading toward Wushuang City, located tens of thousands of kilometers away.
That city was the World Auction Chamber’s base in the Eastern Region—and there would be a major auction taking place soon.
Just as he was about to move out, the atmosphere around him suddenly chilled.
The next moment, an old man and a young man blocked his path.
“Shen Lian, we’ve finally found you… Hehehe…”
“Under orders from the President, we’ve come to escort you back to Heavenly Feather Sect for punishment.”
Before they could finish, Shen Lian let out a wild laugh.
“Hahaha—”
“Su Yuheng sent just you two pieces of Trash to capture me? Should I say she’s overconfident or just ignorant and stupid?”
He pointed at the two of them, his eyes full of disdain.
“Since you’ve come to me, leave your lives behind. I’ll allow you to sacrifice your pitiful existences to add brilliance to my victories! Come on, shine bright with your final burst of life… and don’t die with regrets!”