"Ahhh... you damned cur..."
The Hundred Spirit King's bloodshot eyes were filled with grief and rage. He never expected that his carefree outing would end with not only failing to enjoy someone else's woman, but instead falling into such a disastrous predicament himself.
Not only had he suffered defeat—
Even his own mother had been dragged down with him.
His heart seethed with hatred.
"Good heavens, where did this monster come from? He's way too fierce!"
"Exactly! I thought suppressing the Hundred Spirit King was already wild enough, but that was just an appetizer. Now he's severed both of the Hundred Spirit King's arms, and even carried Sect Master Liu Baihua into the inn... hissing...!"
"He's declaring deathless enmity with Qin Beixuan, the Palace Master of Northern Profound Palace!"
"Who would have thought that the mighty Palace Master Qin—an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme, a peerless figure ruling over four continents—would end up getting cuckolded like this?"
"Greener pastures make for healthier fields—no one can escape it!"
"But honestly, Sect Master Liu does have quite the charm."
"Is that even up for debate? She's the Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Sect, a Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme expert... most importantly, she's Qin Beixuan's wife!"
"Qin Beixuan's wife—underline that!"
"If I could spend just one night with her, dying would be worth it!"
"To perish beneath the peony, a ghost with lingering grace!"
Countless experts observed the unfolding chaos from afar. When Liu Baihua's imposing arrival seemed to signal the end of the matter, no one expected that the true spectacle was only just beginning.
"I say we should run for it. Once Qin Beixuan arrives and sees his wife defiled, won't he fly into a thunderous rage?"
"Exactly! A Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme could annihilate Northern Spiritual City with a single strike—an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme could wipe out ten cities with the mere shockwaves of battle!"
"When the fighting starts, there'll be no escaping."
Though curiosity burned bright in many hearts, self-preservation ultimately won out. The wisest among them fled at top speed, as far away as possible—
Ideally, off the entire Hundred Spirit Continent.
If Zhou Yi were to fall, the enraged Qin Beixuan might well vent his fury by exterminating the entire continent.
Northern Spiritual Inn.
Zhou Yi's lips curved into a playful smile as he gazed at Liu Baihua, the Hundred Flowers Sect's Sect Master, now cradled in his arms.
"Madam, you don't feel at all like a woman who's given birth."
It was only natural.
Liu Baihua was a Heavenly Supreme.
Though she was only at the initial stage of the Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme Realm, she was nonetheless a true Heavenly Supreme.
Heavenly Supremes possessed bodies of jade-like bones, meridians flowing like dragons, and blood that surged like endless rivers. Their spiritual qi had fused completely with their flesh, giving their bodies a flawless luster—immaculate, without the slightest impurity.
It was a metamorphosis, an evolution of the highest order.
Moreover, a Heavenly Supreme's body could regenerate instantaneously as long as spiritual qi remained in the heavens and earth—granting them near-immortality.
Their might was self-evident.
Even Zhou Yi's father, who possessed strength akin to a Dou Master, had once managed to break through his mother Qing Yanjing's Heavenly Supreme body—a feat that remained the stuff of legend.
"You can release my son now, can't you?"
Liu Baihua bit her red lips, her shimmering eyes filled with humiliation and fury.
When she'd given birth to the Hundred Spirit King, she had only been at the Perfected Earthly Supreme Realm. It was only afterward that she advanced to the Heavenly Supreme Realm.
A Heavenly Supreme's reborn body was pristine and flawless—perfection incarnate.
"I never said I'd let the Hundred Spirit King go just because you came home."
Zhou Yi chuckled, lowering his head.
"In fact, you might as well start calling me 'son' now—I'm far more useful than that waste of a child."
"I'm hungry."
"Your real target is Qin Beixuan, isn't it?"
Liu Baihua ignored Zhou Yi, answering her own question:
"With your strength, there's no reason you'd trouble yourself with a mere Lesser Earthly Supreme like my son."
"Madam, you're mistaken."
Zhou Yi licked his lips, his smile wolfish.
"To be honest, before coming to the Hundred Spirit Continent—or even after arriving—I never gave a single thought to the Hundred Spirit King or Qin Beixuan."
"The fault lies entirely with you people."
"You pampered your son too much—let him run amok, ruin countless families, shatter countless lives."
"I'm no saint. But the Hundred Spirit King made the mistake of crossing me."
"He wanted to steal my woman. Killing him would have been entirely justified."
"But if I'd killed him, you'd all have come seeking revenge."
"So to avoid trouble—and to ensure you wouldn't try to sabotage me in the future—I simply waited for you to come, so I could deal with you all at once."
"As it happens, I've been meaning to find some territory to settle down in. The four continents you control will do... barely."
"Once I deal with Qin Beixuan, I'll reluctantly accept them as my own."
Zhou Yi possessed the Many Children, Many Blessings System.
Unlike other protagonists who wandered aimlessly, he preferred to plant roots—establishing homes wherever he went.
Only with a proper home could he take wives and concubines... while attracting beauties from all directions to throw themselves into his embrace.
Just like in his previous life—
Without a house, what woman would be willing to marry you?
The Great Thousand World was no different.
With land, status, and renown, the beauties of the world would come flocking.
Feeling the pain tearing through her body, Liu Baihua's eyes brimmed with tears of regret.
If only she had disciplined the Hundred Spirit King more strictly...
Her cold, beautiful eyes fixed on Zhou Yi as she sneered:
"You may have overpowered me easily—but I'm only a Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme. Do you truly think you can kill Qin Beixuan?"
"Among Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supremes, defeating one is possible—but slaying one is as difficult as overcoming two or three of the same rank... or even harder!"
Zhou Yi's grin widened.
"How about we make a bet?
If I kill Qin Beixuan, it means he was nothing but trash.
A trash husband, with a trash son—both useless."
"When that happens, you'll follow me obediently...
And we'll raise a few genius sons together."
"Wouldn't that be lovely?"
"You're dreaming!"
Liu Baihua's face flushed with shame and anger, yet she could do nothing about it.
Zhou Yi remained silent.
Speaking less and doing more was his principle and way of life.
Liu Baihua bit her red lips tightly, remaining equally silent.
She feared that any sound she made would betray her emotions.
Seeing this, Zhou Yi felt somewhat displeased.
Women who were too silent were not particularly likable at times.
Thus—
Zhou Yi could only redouble his efforts.
It was unclear how much time had passed.
To Liu Baihua, time seemed to drag on painfully slow—each minute and second both an ordeal and a pleasure.
Ever since she had given birth to the Hundred Spirit King, most of her energy had been devoted to him, leaving little communication with Qin Beixuan.
After ascending to the Heavenly Supreme realm, she had remained at Baihua Palace, rarely meeting Qin Beixuan.
Qin Beixuan did not care.
With his status and position, ruling over four continents as an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme, there was no shortage of women to choose from—new faces every day, if he so wished.
Even if he had ten thousand a day, none would be the same.
How could he have time to play with her?
"He's here!"
Zhou Yi's spirit trembled as his powerful divine sense detected four vast, formidable auras traversing space towards them.
Clearly, Qin Beixuan had arrived.
Without hesitation, Zhou Yi sealed all of Liu Baihua's spiritual power and entrusted her with the entirety of his amassed wealth from his treasury.
Liu Baihua, a woman of integrity, wanted nothing from Zhou Yi—not a single coin. However, with her spiritual power sealed, she couldn't refuse, destroy, or return it.
"You dare humiliate my wife and child? Do you truly think so little of me, Qin Beixuan?!"
Above Northern Spiritual City, four figures stood suspended in the air.
Thunderous voices echoed across the heavens and earth, striking fear into countless hearts.
Wave after wave of overwhelming spiritual pressure radiated from their bodies, enshrouding the entire Hundred Spirit City.
Under this Heavenly Supreme's might, countless people trembled in fear.
Among the four, a tall man in green robes exuded a cold, harsh aura. His icy gaze pierced through the void, locking onto Zhou Yi and Liu Baihua within the Northern Spiritual Inn.
He was none other than the father of the Hundred Spirit King, husband of Liu Baihua, and master of Northern Profound Palace—Qin Beixuan.
Master of the Four Continents, an early-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme, renowned across the northwest of the Great Thousand World—
Even within the entire Great Thousand World, he stood as a formidable overlord.
"Father!"
The Hundred Spirit King cried out in joy, overwhelmed with excitement at Qin Beixuan's arrival.
However—
Qin Beixuan paid him no mind, his furious gaze fixed solely on the Northern Spiritual Inn. His eyes seemed to blaze with flames.
Zhou Yi leisurely emerged, ascending into the sky above the inn. His indifferent gaze fell upon Qin Beixuan.
"You've finally arrived!"
"A little late, don't you think?"
"But don't worry—I've taken very good care of your wife!"
"She's... well-nourished!"
"You wretch! You're courting death!"
Qin Beixuan's hair bristled in rage. He had invited three friends to assist him, yet was greeted with such a humiliating scene.
He had been cuckolded—utterly disgraced.
How could he ever hold his head high again?
A streak of azure light shot forth—an azure tortoiseshell, clearly a Spiritual-Grade supreme artifact.
The tortoiseshell soared into the sky, expanding into a colossal azure turtle tens of thousands of feet in size. It opened its maw, unleashing an azure torrent that cascaded toward Zhou Yi. Each drop of the torrent was as heavy as a mountain.
"Heh, Qin Beixuan's Northern Dark Turtle grows ever stronger. Under its torrent, none beneath Immortal-Grade can withstand it."
One of the three Heavenly Supremes accompanying Qin Beixuan chuckled.
The other two nodded knowingly.
Throughout the rise of Beixuan Palace, the Northern Dark Turtle had vanquished countless Heavenly Supremes.
"Northern Dark Turtle?"
Zhou Yi's eyes flickered with disdain. The Northern Dark Turtle was a divine beast whose adult form rivaled Heavenly Supremes.
This azure tortoiseshell had been refined from the beast's remains and essence blood.
A mere Spiritual-Grade supreme artifact.
"Let me show you something better."
A round copper coin with square holes, adorned with faint celestial inscriptions, appeared in Zhou Yi's hand. The coin sprouted wings and shot forward.
With a flutter, it struck the azure turtle, instantly reducing the gargantuan beast to its original palm-sized form.
The torrent vanished without a trace.
Zhou Yi beckoned casually, retrieving both the miniature turtle and the copper coin.
"What?!"
Qin Beixuan's pupils contracted. The three other Heavenly Supremes turned pale, disbelief written across their faces.
They had never imagined that Qin Beixuan's invincible Northern Dark Turtle could be so effortlessly neutralized.
"What kind of artifact is that?! How tyrannical!"
Even the three Heavenly Supremes were astounded.
Qin Beixuan's expression darkened. He hadn't expected Zhou Yi to possess such a powerful treasure.
He immediately prepared to call upon his three friends.
Among them, two were Spiritual-Grade Heavenly Supremes, while the third, Lu Fang, was an early-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme—equal to Qin Beixuan.
With their combined strength, they could challenge Zhou Yi, even with his mysterious artifact.
However—
Before Qin Beixuan could speak, a golden bracelet with intricate, mysterious patterns flew from Zhou Yi's wrist.
"A visit without a return gift is impolite. Qin Beixuan, try receiving this move!"
The golden bracelet shot forth, expanding into an immeasurable golden ring that filled the heavens.
Qin Beixuan's hair stood on end. He could not flee—there was nowhere to hide.
The bracelet's suppressive aura locked his spiritual power, rendering him defenseless.
Boom!
Qin Beixuan's head burst like a watermelon—his soul annihilated.
An early-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme—obliterated in an instant.
Lu Fang and the two Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supremes stood frozen, eyes wide, as if plunged into an icy abyss.
Feeling Qin Beixuan's aura completely dissipate, confirming his death, waves of turmoil crashed through their hearts.
This was an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme—
Killed in a single strike.
One blow.
Instant death.
Such power could already be considered Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
Terrifying.
If it had been them—
They wouldn't have stood a chance.
"It's your turn."
Zhou Yi toyed with the Northern Dark Turtle in his left hand while his right hand twirled the Universe Ring, gazing at the three men.
Lu Fang and the others felt their souls flee, terror gripping them. They quickly cupped their hands, pleading:
"Spare us, Senior! We have no connection with Qin Beixuan—only a passing acquaintance! We never intended to be your enemies!"
"You think I'd believe that?"
A smirk played at Zhou Yi's lips, teasing:
"But I can give you a chance to live—kill him, and from now on, serve me."
He pointed at the Hundred Spirit King, who stood in a daze, unable to comprehend how his once-invincible father had been slain.
"Zhao Qiang, Sun Lei—pay respects to the Young Master!"
The two Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supremes submitted without hesitation, fearing that any delay would result in their deaths.
Better a cowardly life than a brave death.
Besides, serving an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme wasn't shameful.
Without another word, the two men unleashed streaks of spiritual energy, piercing through the Hundred Spirit King's heart.
"You refuse?"
Zhou Yi's gaze shifted to Lu Fang, the Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme at the initial stage.
He needed subordinates in the Great Thousand World—
He couldn't do everything himself.
Lu Fang's strength far surpassed the other two, making him a more valuable asset.
"...Lu Fang pays respects to the Young Master!"
After a moment's hesitation, Lu Fang bowed, casting aside his pride in the face of death.
"Very good."
Zhou Yi nodded, satisfied, and produced three golden circlets.
"Since this is our first meeting, I can't fully trust you."
"Wear these on your heads—only then will I feel at ease sending you on missions."
With a wave of his hand, the three golden rings floated into their palms—
Immortal-tier artifacts—Binding Headbands.
Freshly obtained from Liu Baihua's reward—
The very same rings given by Tathagata to Guanyin, who then placed one on Tang Sanzang's disciple, the Monkey King.
Guanyin was a sly one—
Tathagata had given her three rings along with the Mantra of Gold, Tightening, and Binding—
Yet she used only one, pocketing the other two to subdue the Black Bear Demon and the Red Boy as her housekeepers.
Whether gods or mortals—
They were all the same.
Lu Fang and the others stared at the rings.
Once worn, they knew removal would be impossible.
"If you're unwilling, I won't force you... How about this Universe Ring instead?"
Zhou Yi flicked the ring in his hand.
Zhao Qiang and Sun Lei shuddered, no longer daring to hesitate. They immediately placed the rings on their heads.
The golden bands might enslave them—
But the Universe Ring would obliterate both body and soul.
Lu Fang gritted his teeth and followed suit.
As soon as the rings touched their heads, they fused into their flesh.
Zhou Yi began chanting the mantra.
"Ahhh!"
Three agonized screams echoed through the sky.
The once-mighty Heavenly Supremes writhed on the ground, clutching their heads, pain splitting their skulls as if they would burst apart.
Even the Monkey King's Indestructible Vajra Body couldn't withstand this torment—
Let alone three lesser beings.
"Mercy!"
"Young Master, spare us!"
"We swear eternal loyalty—never a single thought of betrayal!"
"We can't take it anymore!"
Their pitiful wails sent shivers through the crowd.
Heavenly Supremes—reduced to rolling on the ground like dogs.
Zhou Yi finally stopped the incantation.
The three men gasped for air, eyes filled with terror.
They were broken—
Completely broken.
Zhou Yi smirked.
"Tathagata's treasure truly lives up to its name."
"Liu Baihua's reward... quite generous. I must repay her kindness properly."
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