I risked my life, using the butterfly effect to shatter the immortal realm.

Chapter 113, Article 1 of the "Debt Collection Bible"

Golden light swirled backward, and the gale was as sharp as a knife.

The golden seal of the sect leader, which symbolized the three thousand years of fortune of the Qingxuan Sect, now looked like a broken brick kicked away by a naughty child.

It roared as it crashed into the Taiqing Hall.

Xuanweizi remained calm.

With a wave of his sleeve, spiritual energy transformed into a net, catching the flying golden seal.

thump.

The glazed tiles of the Taiqing Hall fell down in a rustling sound.

The white jade bricks beneath Xuanweizi's feet were cracking inch by inch.

The tiger's mouth split open, and blood dripped from the fingertips.

He didn't frown.

As an absolutely rational trader, he doesn't care about getting hurt.

His gaze was fixed on the base of the golden seal in his arms.

The place was originally carved with auspicious clouds and mythical beasts.

Now, there's a row of uneven teeth marks.

A few strands of scallion, not completely cleaned, still clung to the gaps between the teeth marks.

It has a pungent, spicy smell.

This is not a major blow.

This is an insult.

This is like tearing off the Qingxuan Sect's face, throwing it on the ground and stomping on it, and even urinating on it.

The main hall was deathly silent.

"it is good."

Xuanweizi ran his fingers over the row of teeth marks.

"very good."

There was no anger in his eyes, only a coldness that seemed to freeze the world.

"If you don't want to be a pawn, then treat her like scrap."

"This is not just a demonic scourge."

"This is a political stain that must be erased."

when-!

The bell tolled nine times.

The Demon-Suppressing Bell will only ring when a family is wiped out.

The protective array for the mountain rose, and layers of golden light locked down Purple Bamboo Peak.

Xuanweizi raised the azure Taiqing Decree high.

The voice was chilling.

"Pass on the order."

"The six peak leaders and elders above the Nascent Soul stage, immediately exorcise the demon."

"today."

"Not a single chicken or dog will be spared."

The back mountain of Zizhu Peak.

A strong wind whipped up yellow sand.

Yu Liang stood atop the ten-zhang-tall flesh and blood demon statue.

His robes fluttered in the wind.

No one knew that his left hand, hidden in his sleeve, was trembling like a sieve.

The rusty sword "Qiongqi" held in his right hand resembles an insatiable black hole.

It is drinking blood.

Life is being drawn.

Yu Liang's fingertips had turned into an eerie, semi-transparent color.

That is a sign that "existence" is about to be exhausted.

"Don't shake, my big creditor."

Qiongqi's raspy voice boomed in Yu Liang's mind, carrying a hint of gloating greed.

"Look at this scene! Fear, anger, murderous intent—this is a full-course banquet! Give me some more presence!" This little bit of interest isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap!

Pay attention.

This broken sword is really exquisite.

They eat people without spitting out the bones.

Yu Liang cursed inwardly, but he had to keep a deadpan expression on his face.

so tired.

I really want to kneel down and beg for help.

I want to go home.

Yu Liang opened his mouth.

What I originally wanted to say was, "Let's talk things out, and we can discuss the IOU."

The golem beneath my feet is empowered by its wickedly humorous laws.

It transformed into a deep, hoarse, and terrifyingly reverberant sound.

"Ants, have you all gathered?"

The sound waves rolled in.

The mountain rocks collapsed.

below.

Wang Yi's pair of metal rabbit ears suddenly stood up.

A clear fervor shone from his ruby-like eyes.

He brandished a spiked club that had mutated from a green onion.

He roared at the bald gang members behind him.

"grumble!"

"Did you hear that?"

"The creditor thinks the interest rate isn't high enough!"

"The magic weapons those old Deng possesses are all interest payments owed by long-time deadbeats!"

"Brothers, according to the first rule of the Debt Collection Bible..."

"When communication fails, we must settle accounts physically!"

"Physical liquidation!"

"Asset restructuring!"

Twenty-three muscular rabbit-headed warriors, each three meters tall, were grinding their teeth in unison.

creak.

Saliva drips onto the ground, corroding deep pits.

This is hardly the scene of an attack by a cultivation sect.

This is clearly a pack of wolves that have been starving for three days, seeing that a buffet has opened.

"Hehehe—these rabbits are so cute." Qiongqi laughed so hard he rolled around inside the sword. "These souls, with their brains gone and only their debt-collecting instincts remaining, must be crunchy to chew on. Kid, from now on, these crazy rabbits will be our personal henchmen. Remember to give them plenty of expired carrots."

The sky was ablaze with color.

Hundreds of streaks of light pierced the sky.

The Qingxuan Sect's top combat force has arrived.

Xiao Wufeng hovered on his sword, staring intently at the blood and flesh demon statue. His originally cold and stern face was now twisted to the extreme.

"The left eye is three inches lower than the right eye, and the tentacles—seventeen? An odd number?"

Xiao Wufeng's breathing quickened, veins throbbing on his forehead, and his natal flying sword emitted a piercing buzz: "Yu Liang, your asymmetrical, filthy thing is simply the biggest illegal structure in the cultivation world!"

"Tsk, what an extreme case of OCD." Qiongqi slurped in his mind. "Kid, capture him alive. I want to bend his flying sword in front of him and cut his bangs into a mess. That resentment will be a great tonic."

"Senior Brother Xiao's scolding is well done!"

Bai Lian'er rode the petals to squeeze next to Xiao Wufeng, took a deep breath of the lingering smell of pig urine on him, and her face flushed: "Even the smell on Senior Brother is so wild and unrestrained."

Turning to look at Yu Liang, she instantly adopted a look of disgust: "Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? Even glancing at Senior Brother Xiao with your poor, shabby eyes is blasphemous! Today I'll gouge out your dog eyes to entertain Senior Brother Xiao!"

"Ugh—it's spoiled." Qiongqi gagged. "This woman's soul tastes like green tea dregs. Eating her will give you a stomachache. You'll have to deal with it yourself."

"You 'white lotus'! Stop being such a disgusting person!"

Qian Duoduo, riding his big white cat, shoved Bai Lian'er aside, fiddled with his abacus, his eyes greedily sweeping over Xiao Wufeng before glancing at Yu Liang as if he were trash.

"You think you can just take advantage of a valuable asset like Senior Brother Xiao?" Qian Duoduo sneered. "As for Yu Liang? You can't squeeze a single spirit stone out of him. This severely devalued trash must be forcibly destroyed!"

"Oh? This girl knows her stuff." Qiongqi's one eye lit up. "Smelling of money, she's the perfect seasoning for greed. While it can't compare to your long-standing debts, it's enough to fill a tooth gap. I'll snatch her abacus; I'll use it to pick my teeth."

"Ye Aotian!" Yu Liang suddenly shouted.

Ye Aotian had just been nauseated by the smell emanating from Xiao Wufeng, but upon hearing this, he immediately suppressed his discomfort, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and habitually shook his bald head.

"Vulgar." His eyes were melancholy, and he displayed a poignant profile. "Yu Liang, you shouldn't have done that, you ruined the beautiful composition of my battle with Senior Brother Xiao. This sword strike was for art."

"Roar! Meat! Huge meatballs!"

Tuoba Ye rode his Thunder Tiger at the rear, both of them drooling, their eyes gleaming green as they stared at the golem: "What a huge piece of meat! Sprinkle some cumin on it—I could eat it for a year!"

"Trying to eat my mount?" The Qiongqi Sword's red light surged, its rage uncontrollable. "I wouldn't even swallow this behemoth whole, and this barbarian dares to covet it? Kid, kill him! I'm going to stuff him into this golem's ass and make him into a sausage!"

Just as Ouyang Ye, the master of Shenji Peak, was riding a hundred-foot-tall mechanical beast, preparing to unleash destructive cannon fire...

A petite figure suddenly leaped down.

There is no turning back.

They stood in front of the Purple Bamboo Peak formation.

"Ink Kite?!"

Ouyang Ye was shocked and forcibly turned the cannon barrel.

"Are you crazy?!"

"That's a demon! Come back quickly!"

Mo Yuan did not turn around.

She stood expressionless in the howling wind.

The cold, hard robe of the puppeteer exuded a resolute and tragic beauty.

Within those empty eyes, countless gears spun wildly.

It constructs a logical closed loop that is completely detached from reality.

She slowly raised her head.

Look at the figure atop the golem, a figure who is "lonely," "abandoned by the world," and "will go even if there are thousands of people against me."

An unprecedented fervor ignited in his eyes.

"Chapter 7 of 'The Domineering Demon Lord's Little Runaway Wife': Enemies of the World"

Mo Yuan murmured softly.

His voice was flat, yet it conveyed a morbid obsession.

"To protect her beloved, the female protagonist betrays her sect and faces the world alone—"

"What a perfect storyline."

"What a tragically beautiful closed loop of logic."

"This is what mechanical arts cannot measure—love."

Ten fingers playing in quick succession.

Silk threads fluttered in the air.

A massive mechanical shield wall instantly assembled behind him.

They managed to block the first wave of attacks from Tuoba Ye and Qian Duoduo.

"Master, you don't understand."

Mo Yuan turned her head to look at the furious Ouyang Ye.

His tone was cold.

"In your eyes, he is a demon."

"But in my eyes, he is the only male lead who can understand my mechanics and numerology, and the only one who can cooperate with me to complete this epic love story."

"If the world wants to kill him."

"Then I will—"

"Tear the world apart."

"Hahaha!"

Qiongqi nearly choked with laughter in his sea of consciousness. "Incredible! Absolutely incredible! This girl's brain circuits are a work of art! More insane than the most mad demonic cultivators!"

"Kid, this is a top-tier yandere! The scent of her soul—it's strawberry-flavored arsenic! You've hit the jackpot! Quick, cooperate with her! Give her a domineering look! Otherwise, you'll be letting her down after all this drama!"

"You—you traitor! Is your brain filled with mush?!"

Ouyang Ye was so angry that he almost had a brain hemorrhage on the spot.

Yu Liang's eyelids twitched wildly as he watched from above.

I almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Miss!

What kind of self-help guide is this?

I don't need your twisted protection!

Your cage is more terrifying than these people's swords, okay?!

I just wanted to scam some money, I didn't intend to act out a tragic love story!

"Stop complaining. It's a skill to live off a woman," Qiongqi sneered. "Isn't it good that someone's taking the fall for you? Hurry up and take advantage of the chaos to rake in as much bad karma as possible!"

The situation left him no room for complaint.

Xuanweizi didn't utter a single unnecessary word.

With a wave of the Taiqing Decree.

He coldly uttered a single word.

"kill."

Dugu Ao, the leader of Cangjian Peak, was the first to make a move.

This swordsman, suffering from severe chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), finally found an opportunity to demonstrate his "aloofness".

Make a hand seal with one hand.

His face was full of arrogance.

It was as if he was the only person in the world with his sword.

"Hmph, all flashy and frivolous, it's undignified."

"A swordsman should be able to break through all laws with a single sword strike."