Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

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"I have made you invincible among men, and placed you in charge of Mount Wushen... intending to intimidate those who are petty and wicked."

"It's not like you're just entering the third rank and want to recklessly use the boost from the Command Platform to squander your already limited Holy Mantras."

"You now have one free swing left."

Luo Chen transmitted his voice through his primordial spirit, his tone gentle.

He did not do so because of Xu Qi'an.

Because of the power boost, his ego swelled, and he desperately wanted to show off his divine abilities in front of others.

As a result, there was some emotional fluctuation.

Luo Chen's peaceful and serene state of mind was like a vast ocean.

It can accommodate all deviations within its capabilities.

"Of course, once the opportunities are exhausted, the effect of the command platform will still remain."

"However, when you want to use this power again, each swing of the sword will consume one-third of your lifespan."

"In this era where gods and demons have vanished and top-tier items have been banned."

"If you strike twice in quick succession, how can you not be considered invincible?"

"Similarly, even if you don't make a move, just by virtue of your unparalleled divine generalship... who would question your stature?"

Upon hearing Luo Chen's telepathic message, Xu Qi'an felt an overwhelming sense of regret.

If I had known, I would have stayed quietly on the command platform and not come out to show off in front of everyone.

To wield this blade in front of the sorcerer god would be a huge loss.

All he does is show off.

If this strike could shatter the illusory image of the witch god, then he would feel he had made a small profit.

Seeing that things were not going well, Xu Qi'an left Luo Chen and the illusory image of the Witch God to continue their confrontation.

He can withdraw a million dollars directly and then stay at Wushen Mountain to oversee things afterwards.

slip away!

"Big pot, you're so unlucky!"

"My older sisters all said your knife strike was really unlucky, can you do it again?"

At this moment, the sound-transmitting conch in Xu Qi'an's arms emitted a childlike exclamation.

That was Xu Lingyin's praise.

Upon hearing this, Xu Qi'an boasted without hesitation:

"Lingyin, your elder brother is now the number one divine general of the human race. A mere phantom of a witch god is not worthy of my intervention."

"Once the Witch God breaks the seal, your older brother will unleash eighteen consecutive blows on you to show you what I'm all about."

These words were spoken.

On the other side of the sound-transmitting conch, Xu Lingyin's cheers immediately rang out.

"Okay, okay!"

Before Xu Lingyin could speak again, the sound transmission conch shell emitted a sweet, innocent voice, like that of a girl next door.

"Brother, Young Master Luo has been kind to our Xu family, but we have never had the chance to repay him."

"Why don't you press your advantage and cut this phantom of the sorcerer god in one strike?"

"Is this also a way of repaying part of Young Master Luo's kindness?"

Xu Qi'an: "Huh?"

"You want me to go and shatter this illusory image of the sorcerer god right now?"

Xu Lingyue: "Big brother? Is there a problem?"

"The old lady and Yuan Shuang were right there, and they also agreed with this approach."

Upon hearing this...

Xu Qi'an felt a little panicked. How could he possibly kill the Witch God?

The Witch God is at least of the highest grade.

He now has one free chance and two paid chances.

In total, it amounted to three stabs in front of others, a display of divine power.

Unless he stabs me twice more, it's probably not a good idea.

But if he pays again, he might be gone.

At this moment, Xu Lingyue's voice, melancholic yet full of tea-like emotion, came from the conch shell.

"Brother, Young Master Luo helped you break through to the third rank and made you the number one divine general of the human race."

"Our Xu family owes Young Master a debt of gratitude that can never be repaid."

"The younger sisters don't know how to repay this kindness for their elder brother, so they can only repay him by offering themselves to him and serving him like slaves."

"Waaah, please forgive Yuan Shuang and me for leaving first, unable to fulfill our filial duties to Aunt and Mother."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qi'an became agitated.

"Alright! Not all the men in the Xu family are dead yet!"

"With me as your elder brother, it's not your place to repay debts of gratitude!"

"And another thing!! I've told you so many times, none of you are allowed to have designs on Luo Chen. That old bastard is no good man."

Why won't you listen to my earnest advice?

These words were spoken.

My usually quiet and gentle younger sister—

Xu Yuanshuang spoke softly:

"Could it be someone like the eldest brother? A man who spends his days in brothels, indulging in pleasure and never thinking of home?"

"With your great talent and learning, if you had been able to maintain your integrity when you first broke through to the eighth rank of martial arts... you would have cultivated the noble spirit of a gentleman long ago."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qi'an was at a loss for words, unsure how to respond or offer an explanation.

That's not how it can be explained.

In this world, it's quite remarkable that a ninth-rank martial artist like him hasn't started to transform into a superhuman.

You're already at the eighth rank, the essence refining is complete, so what's wrong with enjoying yourself a bit?