“If you’d knelt and begged at the start, I might’ve tossed a few bones for you to gnaw, dog. But you’re openly robbing me now, and that puts me in a foul mood.”
“You should know—those of us on the verge of godhood are very strong.”
As Ye Yu spoke, he flexed his wrists, stepped a half-pace due north, and stamped down.
The entire formation shattered.
With Heaven-Defying Comprehension, he could see every flaw in the array with perfect clarity.
He had waited until now for a simple reason: after simulating every option, he decided forcing a breakthrough was best—and it would vent his anger.
Seeing this, Cui Yachun’s eyes flew wide.
He knew full well how powerful those about to become gods were.
Robbing such beings was playing with fire.
Play it well—wealth and glory. Play it poorly—you burn to death.
So his first move was to run.
But it was already too late.
Ye Yu lunged, grabbed the other’s immortal robe, and hoisted him up.
Cui Yachun tried to resist, only to find the immortal force around him completely cut off.
Even his body turned ashen-gray,
like an ordinary mortal with no strength to truss a chicken.
The loss of control over his power made Cui Yachun profoundly uncomfortable.
He hurried to threaten instead.
“You—you can’t kill me! The moment you act, you’ll ascend to the God Realm and fail to finish what you intended. Then suppressing your realm would mean nothing!”
Ye Yu smiled faintly. “You think I still care?”
At that, Cui Yachun looked down—and saw the space at Ye Yu’s feet twisting completely.
That meant Ye Yu had chosen to burn the nets.
No—more precisely, the fish won’t die, but the net will truly tear.
At worst, Ye Yu would go straight to the God Realm; Cui Yachun, however, would truly die.
Ice water poured through Cui Yachun’s veins. His composure vanished and he begged, “I’m sorry. I deserve death—I truly deserve it! Please spare my life, friend. I’ll mend my ways from now on.”
Ye Yu shook his head slightly.
Too late to regret it now.
His right hand clawed at the air and ripped Cui Yachun’s soul out of his demon body.
While reading the memories in the man’s mind, Ye Yu pulled the notes from his robe and hurled them toward the Wuwei Tower.
A hundred li or so—he should be able to throw ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) that far. Hopefully nothing goes wrong in between.
Do all you can; leave the rest to fate.
The next second, the space around Ye Yu shattered.
When clarity returned, he was already in the God Realm.
His hand was empty.
There was no doubt—Cui Yachun’s soul couldn’t endure the trial of entry into the God Realm and was crushed to dust by the power of space.
It was a pity he hadn’t finished reading all the memories.
Even so, it wasn’t without gain.
At the very least, Cui Yachun’s memories confirmed that the Lower Five Realms had undergone huge changes recently.
Roughly two months ago—
around the time Ye Yu ascended in reality—
a golden pillar of light descended from the heavens and pierced through every plane.
The pillar exuded threads of Dao rhyme. It lasted only about the time of one stick of incense, yet it nourished all things.
Everyone benefited.
Among the demon race alone, ordinary demons grew sturdier in body. More of them developed spiritual roots and could step onto the path of cultivation.
The higher one’s realm, the greater the benefit.
In just two months, countless powerhouses emerged.
From Cui Yachun’s vantage, he personally witnessed five experts in the Demon Realm shatter the void and enter the God Realm.
Notably, this meant the God Realm was no longer some secret known only to a few.
Witnessing it with his own eyes struck Cui Yachun hard.
He wanted to shatter the void and step into the God Realm as well.
But his talent was limited. Without that unknown pillar of light, he might never have reached the Emperor Realm, let alone the God Realm.
So if he wanted to fulfill his dream, he had to take another path.
Walk the road others dared not, and reap the greatest rewards.
Soon enough, he really did spot a “lane.”
Right before shattering the void, those demons about to become gods—if they had unresolved matters—would force down their cultivation and delay their time in the Demon Realm as much as possible.
Most of them were like Ye Yu, suppressing to the extreme and liable to enter the God Realm at any moment.
That opened a window for Cui Yachun.
Rob the soon-to-be gods.
These beings were walking treasure houses; their accumulated wealth was astronomical.
With those resources, cultivation would take half the effort for double the result.
Cui Yachun dared to do it because he was playing a game:
“I bet your gun has bullets, but you don’t dare pull the trigger.”
If those about to become gods made a move, they would lose control of their power, space would violently rupture, and they would step straight into the God Realm—
leaving their unresolved business unfinished.
Exploiting that psychology, Cui Yachun hid in the Demon Realm and watched for demons with urgent looks who were on the cusp of godhood.
Once he found a target, he struck decisively—pleading emotion, laying out reason.
He scored three successes in a row,
raking in a fortune.
After tasting sweetness, he began roaming the Yokai, Immortal, and Underworld realms.
That was called expanding the business scope—cast a wide net, raise the odds.
Why not keep doing it in the Demon Realm?
Simple: not only would his own people curse him as heartless,
the risk there was higher.
Those demons about to shatter the void—didn’t they have close friends?
Robbed on their own doorstep by one of their own? That humiliation wouldn’t be swallowed.
Even if they left, they’d ask their brothers to take Cui Yachun out.
The Demon Realm didn’t have an infinite number of powerhouses; who could guarantee no one would know about Cui Yachun?
Risk shot up.
Switch realms, and it changed.
Especially in the Celestial World: everyone knew how detestable demons were, but it was also a forbidden zone for immortals. Few would call in reinforcements for revenge there.
The difficulty was just too high.
In the end, Cui Yachun still overplayed his hand—because he ran into Ye Yu.
Setting that aside, Ye Yu found one more unexpected gain in Cui Yachun’s memories.
