You're Hacking, I Don't Accept This!

A mere three days flashed by in the blink of an eye. The colossal black tree suddenly began to contract, revealing Yu Xian out in open space. Sunlight fell upon him, and as if he had just woken from a long slumber, he let out a great yawn. "A pity there were too many low-grade bloodlines. Even after pushing them to their limit, my combat strength is still quite a bit behind Edward's." Yu Xian glanced at his combat strength, feeling somewhat helpless. His combat strength was currently at 88, whereas Edward was at 100—still a full 12 points short. Although he was confident he could battle Edward right now, he ultimately lacked absolute certainty. He couldn't afford to fail. Behind him rested the fate of the entire nation and all its people. If he lost to Edward—or worse, died at Edward's hands—Huaxia would be in mortal peril. This time, the nation had provided him with an unlimited supply of Transcendent bloodlines, which was how he had managed to raise his combat strength to this level. He had no idea what other options Huaxia would have to face Edward's threat if he were to lose. After all, reaching the Star Rank was truly far too difficult. He had consumed so many resources and absorbed so much energy, yet his strength had only reached 88. That hadn't even met the minimum threshold for the Star Rank. For safety's sake, he had to take a steadier, surer approach. Yu Xian's thoughts spun, and a new target immediately sprang to mind. He closed his eyes. The next second, Zhou Tai No. 2's fawning voice echoed in his mind: "O my great Lord! Your humble blood scion, No. 2, pays his respects! No. 2 shall serve You with all his heart and soul! Your magnificence outshines the radiance of the sun and moon! I wish I could fly to Your side this very instant, to run errands at Your beck and call and dedicate myself entirely to Your service! "Heavens above, Master! You have finally cast Your gaze once more upon humble No. 2! No. 2 feels so utterly blessed! No. 2..." "Shut up." Unable to endure it any longer, Yu Xian cut off Zhou Tai No. 2 mid-spiel. Sensing Zhou Tai No. 2's location to lock onto the spatial coordinates, he flashed back to Earth the next instant, appearing inside the Ancient Sages Society's base. This time, he made a completely brazen intrusion. The moment he appeared, sirens blared across the entire base. "Oh no, Master! The base's defense system has been triggered! You must leave quickly, or the Ancient Sages Society guards will be here!" Zhou Tai No. 2 cried in panic. Yu Xian said calmly, "Doesn't matter. Let them come. We're going to find those brothers of yours." With that, he walked over to the door and gave it a gentle push. The heavy door exploded with a deafening blast. Zhou Tai No. 2 stared dumbfounded as Yu Xian strode out, only snapping back to his senses a second later to hurry after him. Yet as he passed through the doorway, Zhou Tai No. 2 subconsciously glanced down and swallowed hard. These rooms were not just living quarters—they could also double as cells. The doors were forged from super alloys, boasting formidable durability. "O my great Lord, this is truly wonderful! Blessed with such divine might, surely no one here can stand against You!" Zhou Tai No. 2 looked at Yu Xian with teary, adoring eyes, his mind clearly thoroughly enslaved. "Halt!" "Hands in the air!" "It's an intruder! Don't just stand there—kill on sight!" Just then, a group of guards wearing Ancient Sages Society uniforms appeared in the corridor ahead. Seeing Yu Xian and Zhou Tai No. 2 approaching, they shouted over one another. Before long, someone reacted first, charging at Yu Xian with a glowing weapon in hand. Yu Xian ignored them completely. When they drew near, he simply exhaled a breath. With a booming blast, the guards were plastered across the walls, smashed so thoroughly that it was impossible to tell one from another. *A bunch of weaklings with combat strength under 0.001—where did they get the confidence to block my path?* Yu Xian glanced at the wall, grumbling inwardly. He continued walking toward the laboratory where Zhou Tai Three and the others were held. Anyone who blocked his path along the way was granted exactly what they demanded. If they ordered him to kneel or put his hands up, he broke their legs to keep them on their knees, or tied them up so their hands stayed raised. And if they yelled "kill on sight," he killed them on sight. In truth, his sense of smell easily distinguished good from bad, leaving zero chance of killing the wrong person. Not a single guard who died beneath his attacks was an innocent soul. By the time he reached the laboratory incubating Zhou Tai Three and the others, no guards dared approach any longer. The scenes along the corridor were simply too horrific. Being blown to death by a breath was already the most comfortable way to die. There were those burned to ash by flames, struck dead by lightning, or frozen solid in blocks of ice. The manners of death were endlessly varied. Anyone with half a brain knew this intruder was a terrifying monster, and seeking death was the worst possible idea. In reality, Yu Xian was also adapting to his power. He had to hold back with every strike; otherwise, the entire base wouldn't be able to withstand his might. Pushing open the laboratory doors, he strode inside. Seeing Yu Xian, Zhou Tai Three said in surprise, "Little Bro? No. 2, looks like we're compromised." "Not *we're* compromised—*you* are! I have belonged to the Master from the very beginning!" Zhou Tai No. 2 declared smugly at once. Zhou Tai Three immediately turned to Zhou Tai Five beside him and remarked, "We're done for. No. 2's been mind-controlled." "Kill!" With a low roar, Zhou Tai Five instantly smashed his head through the glass of his cultivation tank, launching a direct attack at Yu Xian. The body he controlled was that of the giant wolf Fenrir, resembling a massive black wolf. Yet the moment he drew near Yu Xian, an invisible force seized him in an iron grip. On the other side, Zhou Tai Three, who was preparing a sneak attack, was slapped into the floor by telekinesis, looking nothing like a phoenix and far more like a drowned chicken. The other Zhou Tais took action one after another. Zhou Tai Nine in particular emerged from his cultivation tank and immediately transformed into a giant white snake, intending to swallow Yu Xian in a single gulp. Yu Xian merely puffed out a breath, and in an instant, the air blasted like an artillery shell straight through the white snake's mouth, piercing through its entire body. One second, and the battle was over. The beasts controlled by the various Zhou Tais lay immobilized on the floor like dead dogs. Zhou Tai Three's eyes went wide with disbelief. "How is this possible? How much time has even passed? How could the gap be so huge?!" He couldn't fathom it. In a span of merely four or five months, Yu Xian—whom he had initially been able to overpower and later fought on roughly equal terms—could now wipe all of them out with overwhelming ease. And most terrifying of all was how effortless it was. As if crushing an ant, he had simply and easily trampled all of them beneath his feet. Their efforts, their torment, everything they had sacrificed to awaken their bloodlines—in front of Yu Xian, it all seemed like a cruel joke. "You're hacking! I don't accept this! I don't accept this! I won't accept this! Aaaargh! Burn, Phoenix!" Like a gamer running into a cheater using hacks, Zhou Tai Three's eyes turned bloodshot. He struggled wildly and roared as roaring flames blazed to life across the phoenix's body. "Keep it down." Yu Xian merely glanced at him, stepped forward, and delivered a gentle, tender slap downward. Boom! The floor instantly caved in under the impact of the phoenix's head. Zhou Tai Three's eyes rolled back, the flames that had just ignited extinguished in an instant, and he sank into the peaceful sleep of a baby.