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Chapter 141 - So... who’s next? · Oct 06, 2026

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101 Chapter 101 - Lord of Storms 2026-10-06
102 Chapter 102 - You can’t push me back anymore, can you? 2026-10-06
103 Chapter 103 - A king should die with some dignity 2026-10-06
104 Chapter 104 - three days 2026-10-06
105 Chapter 105 - Affinity Improvement Pill 2026-10-06
106 Chapter 106 - Get out of my way 2026-10-06
107 Chapter 107 - Scorching desert 2026-10-06
108 Chapter 108 - Escape 2026-10-06
109 Chapter 109 - A dream 2026-10-06
110 Chapter 110 - Don’t die... 2026-10-06
111 Chapter 111 - I want it too. 2026-10-06
112 Chapter 112 - Do you know what that means? R18 2026-10-06
113 Chapter 113 - A problem 2026-10-06
114 Chapter 114 - There is a way 2026-10-06
115 Chapter 115 - Icy flower 2026-10-06
116 Chapter 116 - just a little... 2026-10-06
117 Chapter 117 - Crimson Hell centipede 2026-10-06
118 Chapter 118 - M-master? 2026-10-06
119 Chapter 119 - I’m never leaving again. 2026-10-06
120 Chapter 120 - flying ship 2026-10-06
121 Chapter 121 - Alchemy tournament (01) 2026-10-06
122 Chapter 122 - Alchemy tournament (02) 2026-10-06
123 Chapter 123 - if you had such riches 2026-10-06
124 Chapter 124 - I’ve seen enough 2026-10-06
125 Chapter 125 - How many exactly? R18 2026-10-06
126 Chapter 126 - colleting debts 2026-10-06
127 Chapter 127 - You’re coming with me 2026-10-06
128 Chapter 128 - Greedy Man 2026-10-06
129 Chapter 129 - She deserves more than that. R18 2026-10-06
130 Chapter 130 - especially after I educate you... R18 2026-10-06
131 Chapter 131 - I have gifts for all of you! 2026-10-06
132 Chapter 132 - Internal disciple 2026-10-06
133 Chapter 133 - Elder Xu Qingxue 2026-10-06
134 Chapter 134 - you’ll hurt yourself 2026-10-06
135 Chapter 135 - why should that change now? 2026-10-06
136 Chapter 136 - Where do you think you’re going? R18 2026-10-06
137 Chapter 137 - Did you enjoy the show, master? R18 2026-10-06
138 Chapter 138 - Use them as a whole and not as a separate. 2026-10-06
139 Chapter 139 - Third form of the Tempest Monarch’s sword art 2026-10-06
140 Chapter 140 - That’s a terrible excuse! 2026-10-06
141 Chapter 141 - So... who’s next? 2026-10-06
142 Chapter 142 - I’ve seen it happen. 2026-10-06
143 Chapter 143 - Lord Zhou 2026-10-06
144 Chapter 144 - Torture 2026-10-06
145 Chapter 145 - Fragments 2026-10-06
146 Chapter 146 - Upgrade 2026-10-06
147 Chapter 147 - Demon 2026-10-06
148 Chapter 148 - World of Mind 2026-10-06
149 Chapter 149 - Massage 2026-10-06
150 Chapter 150 - master is so wet... R18 2026-10-06

Chapter 141: 141 - So... who’s next?

”This is?” Qingyi’s eyes lit up when he saw at least fifty cultivation and healing pills inside the pouch.

Even the lowest quality ones were at least 77% pure, with some approaching 85%.

”I spent the weekend working on them to help husband...”

”Ah... do I deserve such a good wife?” Qingyi asked, resisting the urge to slap Feiyan’s fat, juicy ass.

”I promise to reward you well after I get back, take good care of the girls at the temple.” He smiled at her, his gaze full of affection.

”I will, husband.” She replied, blushing.

After exchanging one last passionate kiss, Feiyan left, and Qingyi turned to the other three core disciples, whose eyes were filled with envy.

Juechen and Huntao seemed deeply impressed by their junior brother’s abilities while Ruhu was biting himself with rage.

”Junior brother Qingyi really doesn’t give us a chance to compete, neither in talent nor in love.” Juechen shook his head, drawing an awkward smile from Qingyi.

”Let’s go.” Juechen spoke and the group followed him out of the city of golden clouds, where they got into a large, luxurious carriage.

”So, Senior Brother Juechen, what will our mission be?” Qingyi asked again, drawing curious looks from Ruhu and Huntao as well.

None of them knew exactly what that mission was, only Juechen.

”We’ll have to deal with the demon cult, the bastards seem to be kidnapping children for some cursed ritual.” Juechen spoke, his eyes shining with murderous intent.

”We’ll go to the north of the kingdom, we must save the children and kill every last one of those bastards, if possible take one or two as prisoners.”

’Demon cult... those sons of bitches again. Qingyi gritted his teeth.

He didn’t really care what they did, but if these things had the slightest chance of hurting his wives, he had to get rid of them as soon as possible.

”Those damned things exist everywhere, although in the heavenly heavens, they’re an even bigger problem since real demons exist there.”

Ruxue’s sweet voice entered his head.

”Have you ever killed real demons?” Qingyi asked.

”Countless, there are seventy-two demon kings, I’ve beheaded five of the bastards.” Ruxue laughed proudly before her expression faded.

”Unfortunately, they’re like immortal plagues, you cut off one head, another is born in its place.”

”I see, there’s nothing to do but keep killing them forever.” With a grunt, Qingyi shook his head, looking out at the landscape past the carriage door.

He was a little anxious to test the power of the third form of the Tempest Monarch’s sword art, and some unorthodox cultivators would be the perfect target.

The journey lasted around twelve days, the scenery around them slowly changing from vibrant forests to yellowish tundras before finally being taken over by snow.

This was the northern region of the Golden Sun Realm, one of the most inhospitable places on the continent, where beasts from the Golden Core Realm and even the Iron Body Realm prowled.

Their carriage followed a clumsy path towards a village where they would spend the night.

”Young master Juechen, there seems to be something wrong in the village.” The coachman spoke, his voice a little shaky as he stopped the carriage.

The four core disciples quickly stepped out of the carriage, casting suspicious glances in the direction of the village.

It was completely empty, snow piling up on the high wooden palisades while its wide double gates stood half open, a bloodstain on the sign that bore the name: Icy Grass Village.

They exchanged glances before entering the village.

The inside was as desolate as the outside, collapsed houses still burning with flames and the snow white, marked by fresh blood.

Qingyi knelt down, running his fingers through one of the bloodstains, his eyes twitching.

”It’s demonic Qi.” He warned, taking a step back.

At that moment, a heartbreaking scream rang out, making everyone’s blood run cold.

”The coachman!” Juechan shouted as he turned around, but all he saw was a decapitated corpse.

Dozens of powerful auras appeared around them, all exuding the disgusting smell of demonic Qi.

The weakest was at the seventh stage of the Golden Core realm, the most powerful just one step away from the Iron Body realm.

”Brothers, it looks like we’re going to have a feast today! Look how many incomparable talents!” The most powerful figure roared, drawing scornful laughter from those behind him.

”Who the hell are you? How dare you hurt the people of the Golden Sun Kingdom?” Huntao growled, his sword glowing with fiery Qi.

”We are the ones who-” The figure’s words were interrupted by Juechen’s great sword hitting his jaw and throwing him backwards like a cannonball.

He didn’t even draw it, his face contorted with hatred.

”You will die in pain!” Juechen roared.

”F-fuck! What are you waiting for, kill these bastards!” The figure ordered, a few teeth falling out of his mouth.

He barely managed to get up before Juechen was above him again.

Qingyi drew the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword, his lightning Qi exploding as he was surrounded by five demonic cultivators.

A crash echoed as he defended himself, his body being thrown through more than five houses, his back breaking through wooden walls before he finally came to a stop, crashing into a stone wall.

He could, of course, kill any of those fuckers with a single blow, but he wanted to play with them a bit first.

”Die pretty face!” one of the demonic cultivators roared, launching several throwing knives surrounded by demonic Qi towards Qingyi at a frightening speed.

The handsome young man released his Qi, a subtle smile playing on his lips as he used his draconic eyes and easily parried all the knives.

”What? H-how?” The demon cultivator’s eyes widened.

He barely had time to react before he felt his vision spinning, catching a brief glimpse of his own decapitated body.

”So... who’s next?” Qingyi smiled and the other four took a step back.

They had gone for Qingyi because they thought he was the weakest, but now they weren’t so sure.

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