In Xianxia With The Investment Return System, Starting My Journey by taking Demon Empress as a Disciple: Chen Daoxuan stumbled upon an extraordinary system after crossing into a new realm. Whenever he took an apprentice under his wing, unimaginable rewards awaited him, and the critical hits from his apprentices would return ten thousandfold. Puzzled, Chen Daoxuan wondered, “Why don’t my disciples seem to regard me the same way?” The eldest disciple, the Demon Empress, declared with unwavering loyalty, As long as the master gives an order, the disciple is willing to sacrifice everything in the world for the master.” Second Disciple, Saintess: “What is the highest state of Master?” Third Disciple, Sword Immortal: “Damn it, the world says I am the number one swordsman genius in the world, but why am I not even ten thousandth as good as my master?” As word of Chen Daoxuan’s abilities spreads, the reverence towards him grows. Many Holy Places: “If we are a holy place, then his power is like a heavenly existence!” All Immortals in the Immortal World: “His strength is not comparable to that of our fairyland, and he is probably already the supreme saint!” Saint Supreme: “Don’t get involved with me, I don’t want to face that existence either!”
For a moment, no one present had time to react.
Most of them were still reeling from the oppressive aura of the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch, unable to recover their composure.
But how, in the blink of an eye, had that terrifying Ancestral Patriarch been instantly killed by a single finger from this young man who had appeared out of nowhere?
When the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch had arrived, every power in the Northern Region felt as if an insurmountable mountain was bearing down on them, filling them with fear and trembling from the depths of their souls.
Yet this youth seemed utterly at peace. Not only was he graceful and handsome, but he also emitted no aura at all.
He had even deliberately concealed his cultivation to appear as if he was only at the first layer of the Sea of Qi Realm.
But no one present was foolish enough to truly believe that someone who could effortlessly kill a spiritual projection of the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch with a single finger was a mere Sea of Qi Realm novice.
Even among the Northern Region's participants in the secret realm, every one of them was at least at the Void Sky Realm. And the geniuses from the Eastern Region were even more exceptional.
"Spare me, Senior— I was blind, unable to recognize Mount Tai, and acted arrogantly!"
At this moment, Ren Qirui was too panicked to think of anything else. He knelt repeatedly, pleading for mercy, utterly devoid of the superior attitude typical of someone from the Eastern Region.
This youth had just destroyed the Ancestral Patriarch's spiritual projection with ease; his true strength likely rivaled or even exceeded the Ancestral Patriarch's original body.
Ren Qirui couldn't fathom how such a terrifying powerhouse could exist in the Northern Region.
He had assumed Leng Yanran had no backing or support. Had he known she had such an influential figure behind her, how could he have dared to suggest taking her as a pet?
The Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch was far away in the Eastern Region, unable to come to his aid. If this murderous powerhouse chose to act, Ren Qirui was certain his death was inevitable.
Chen Daoxuan cast a brief glance at Ren Qirui before gently wrapping his arm around Leng Yanran's waist. Together, they descended slowly to the mountain, landing directly in front of Ren Qirui.
Ren Qirui trembled uncontrollably. He knew running was futile, so he continued to kowtow and beg for forgiveness.
"It's nothing serious. Just kids playing around. No big deal."
Chen Daoxuan smiled faintly, as if he had no intention of punishing Ren Qirui.
The gathered powers couldn't help but admire him. This senior, not only overwhelmingly powerful but also magnanimous, was truly praiseworthy!
Even the Saintess Li Shenruo raised her brows slightly, surprised that Chen Daoxuan didn't intend to pursue the matter further.
"Look at this kid, kowtowing so hard he's hurt his head."
"Let me take a look."
Hearing this, Ren Qirui felt a great weight lift from his heart. He couldn't believe this senior had decided to spare him.
He raised his head, intending to express his gratitude for the mercy shown.
But Chen Daoxuan, still smiling warmly, lightly patted Ren Qirui on the shoulder. In that moment, the relief and excitement in Ren Qirui's eyes vanished.
His head tilted, and with a "thud," he collapsed to the ground.
"Huh?"
"This kid... Ah, youth. Why fall asleep before finishing a conversation?"
"Well, never mind. I, Chen Daoxuan, am always magnanimous. I won't hold this against you."
Chen Daoxuan feigned surprise at the situation, as though it was completely unexpected. Then, as if remembering something, he turned his attention to Leng Yanran.
"Were there others bullying you earlier?"
"Point them out, and I'll deal with them all for you," he said softly to Leng Yanran, who was nestled in his arms.
"No, Master," Leng Yanran obediently lifted her head from his chest and replied. Still curious, she glanced at Ren Qirui on the ground.
A moment ago, she had been too focused on enjoying the warmth and scent of her master's embrace to pay attention to Ren Qirui.
How could he fall asleep while talking to Master?
"His heart's meridian is severed… He's dead?"
Leng Yanran extended her spiritual energy to investigate, suddenly realizing the truth. Ren Qirui wasn't sleeping at all—his heart meridian was shattered, and he was undeniably dead!
"Oh?"
"Dead?"
"Tsk, so young and already dead. What a pity."
Chen Daoxuan feigned a look of regret upon hearing his disciple's words, as though he hadn't just casually snapped Ren Qirui's heart meridian moments earlier.
"Oh, you there—the monk. Yes, you, with the shiniest head and the longest neck stretched out."
"Would you be so kind as to come over and help? This young man isn't a local; dying far from home is rather tragic, don't you think? Perhaps you can perform some last rites for him."
Chen Daoxuan's gaze caught sight of a bald monk staring at him, mouth agape. Smiling, he addressed the monk directly.
"Yes, this humble monk, Kong Kai, shall obey the senior's instructions..."
The monk, none other than the abbot of Po Yuan Temple, Kong Kai, was startled and trembled as he stepped forward. With no courage to refuse, he floated over cautiously and first saluted Chen Daoxuan respectfully.
Then, with a solemn expression, he began chanting prayers over Ren Qirui's corpse.
At this point, everyone present couldn't help but feel a chill when they looked at Chen Daoxuan again.
Good heavens! They had completely misunderstood earlier. They had thought this was a senior with an incomparably magnanimous heart.
Turns out, this man had killed someone while smiling and then acted as if it had nothing to do with him! Now, he even found someone to perform rites for the victim. The sheer audacity of it was outrageous!
Leng Yanran, infamous in the Northern Region as a merciless killer who wouldn't hesitate to annihilate entire clans, at least had discernible emotions like anger or joy.
But this senior? It was impossible to tell what he was thinking!
"Senior… is there anything else this humble monk can do after completing the rites?"
After a brief moment, Kong Kai finished the rituals. He clasped his hands together, bowed, and humbly inquired of Chen Daoxuan.
Despite the tension, some onlookers couldn't help but feel that this senior, for all his terrifying power and casual killings, had a touch of kindness. After all, he cared enough to have the victim's spirit properly sent off, didn't he?
"Scatter the ashes."
"Scatter… the ashes?"
Kong Kai was momentarily stunned. What exactly did that mean?
"Do I have to spell it out for you?"
"The man is dead, the rites are done, and now it's time to cremate him into ashes and scatter them. What kind of monk are you if you can't even handle that?"
Chen Daoxuan's gaze toward Kong Kai carried a hint of doubt regarding his professionalism.
"This—!"
"This humble monk understands!"
Kong Kai immediately conjured a large flame with his spiritual energy, swiftly cremating Ren Qirui's body into ashes. Then, with a wave of his hand, a breeze carried the ashes away, scattering them into the wind.
"Well done. You may return now. In the future, if there are similar tasks, I'll have to trouble you again. Truly professional!"
Satisfied, Chen Daoxuan nodded in approval, signaling that Kong Kai could leave. The monk, feeling as if he had been granted a great reprieve, bowed deeply and hurried back to his mountain as though fleeing for his life.
"Cough, cough—ugh, damn it!"
"Damn, the ashes got in my mouth…"
Meanwhile, Wang Yan, who had been in a state of shocked stupor since the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch's swift defeat, suddenly started coughing. Standing close to Ren Qirui's original position, he had inadvertently been showered in the flying ashes, some of which landed directly in his mouth.
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