On a grassland on a floating continent, Jiu Tianliu slowly paced forward, as if inspecting his own company. He appeared calm and collected, with no trace of the tension or worry one might expect from someone about to enter a battle.

He had absolute certainty that this battle would be victorious.

Furthermore, he knew that countless people were watching this fight. Victory was not the key; winning beautifully, winning over the audience wholeheartedly, and being worthy of their expectations—that was the crucial part.

Because only then could he gather more popularity, more destiny, more investment, and more support.

Thus, with victory after victory, he could elevate his destiny and strength to their peak before the final showdown with Kuang Tianqing, pushing the Daoist techniques of the financial system to their limits.

To achieve this goal, Jiu Tianliu deployed a large number of online trolls to create hype, solely to attract more viewers to his battle and further enhance the impact of his victory.

Just like his previous victory, it brought him a significant boost.

Suddenly, Jiu Tianliu’s gaze sharpened. He saw a figure break through the clouds, flying at high speed towards his location. It was his opponent for this battle, Xue Yuechi, the second-ranked student of Tianmo University.

Upon seeing this, Jiu Tianliu smiled slightly, stepped into the void, and ascended step by step. He formed a Daoist hand seal and pointed a finger at Xue Yuechi: “Violent Thunder!”

“Reorganize!”

“Suppress!”

As if speaking divine decrees, with every word Jiu Tianliu uttered, Xue Yuechi’s speed suddenly decreased, as if burdened by countless debts, and her爆发 qi momentum plummeted.

This was Jiu Tianliu consecutively employing Daoist techniques from the financial system to weaken Xue Yuechi’s cultivation method levels, reducing several of her techniques from level 20 to level 19.

“A level 20 cultivation method marks a qualitative change. Without the support of level 20 special effects, the power of the technique drops by at least thirty percent.”

“With the power of three cultivation methods dropping by thirty percent simultaneously, the overall comprehensive strength has plummeted.”

Jiu Tianliu, however, seemed to have anticipated all of this. He walked towards Xue Yuechi step by step, his own momentum growing stronger and stronger. In a blink of an eye, he had completely suppressed his opponent.

The Daoist techniques of the financial system require sufficient intelligence to weaken an opponent.

The more abundant and detailed the opponent’s intelligence, the stronger and more precise the weakening effect.

Jiu Tianliu stated proudly, “Xue Yuechi, I am ranked second because the first is Dao Qiankun.”

“You are ranked second because your strength is only at the second-place level.”

A few minutes later, Jiu Tianliu, having finished the battle, returned to his starting position and saw Kuang Tianqing looking at him.

Kuang Tianqing said, “Was my junior sister fun?”

Jiu Tianliu replied blandly, “Kuang Tianqing, there’s no need to rush. We’ll meet in the finals.”

Kuang Tianqing laughed, “If you can keep winning, that is.”

Jiu Tianliu turned his head, thinking to himself that this provocation could be cut and posted to increase popularity and fan confidence.

Then, Zhang Yu’s battle appeared in Jiu Tianliu’s eye sockets, and he thought, “Zhang Yu, don’t let me help you in vain. Fully gather intelligence and pave the way for me to ascend the throne…”

Kuang Tianqing snorted inwardly, noting another entry in his eye sockets: Jiu Tianliu, openly provoked me. And he beat my junior badly.

At the same time, Jiu Tianliu, who was watching Zhang Yu’s battle, narrowed his eyes, surprised in his heart: “What is this Zhang Yu guy… what is he trying to do?!”

Ying Mingchi possessed the bloodline of a high-grade demon-kin and had lived in the world of high-grade demon-kin since childhood.

In the world of high-grade demon-kin, the fewer demon-kin features one had, the closer one’s appearance was to that of a human, the purer one’s bloodline was considered to be, and the more popular one would be.

Ying Mingchi, who had grown up with a dragon head since childhood, was clearly unpopular in the world of high-grade demon-kin. Many believed that his bloodline was impure, leading to atavism, and that he had uncontrollable primitive instincts and inherent flaws.

While being ostracized by many high-grade demon-kin, humans were even less welcoming of the strangely shaped Ying Mingchi.

Thus, in the world where Ying Mingchi grew up, neither demon-kin nor humans accepted him. Both worlds were filled with negative emotions like contempt, exclusion, and insult towards him.

Some might ask: if high-grade demon-kin ostracized him, what about low-grade demon-kin?

Low-grade demon-kin did not ostracize Ying Mingchi, but Ying Mingchi looked down on low-grade demon-kin.

He would rather cultivate and live alone than mix with these poor, weak, and uncultured low-grade demon-kin.

In this solitary existence, Ying Mingchi read about the theory of human and demon origins and then became a complete supporter of this theory.

“Demons are the ancestors; humans are merely a branch of demons.”

And because of his severe atavistic bloodline, Ying Mingchi gradually unearthed his potential, even knowledge hidden deep within his bloodline, and gradually comprehended fragments of the “Yaosheng Wanbian Shenjing” (Demon Sage Myriad Transformations Scripture).

Although it was only a fragment, after attending Tianyao University, he discovered that this fragment could not only greatly enhance the military-grade cultivation method, “Tianyao Baibian” (Heavenly Demon Hundred Transformations), but also improve various immortal Dao techniques related to reproduction.

“Why is such a powerful cultivation method considered a dark cultivation method?”

“It’s clearly knowledge flowing in our bloodline, so why is it a dark cultivation method?”

A guess surged in Ying Mingchi’s heart: “The more one atavates, the more one awakens their bloodline, the more one can comprehend this cultivation method. Yet, high-grade demon-kin have always discouraged atavism, priding themselves on human form and shaming demon form… This is suppressing atavism, suppressing the awakening of bloodlines, preventing us from acquiring knowledge from our bloodlines, preventing us from obtaining this dark cultivation method.”

“Is someone trying to suppress demon-kin, which is why they want to stop us?”

Ying Mingchi dared not tell anyone about his thoughts, nor did he dare reveal anything about the Yaosheng Wanbian Shenjing.

But the support of the human-demon common origin theory and the emergence of bloodline cultivation methods… all of these gradually fostered an indelible idea in his mind.

“The bloodline of demon-kin is superior to that of humans, with more potential.”

“It shouldn’t be demons pursuing human forms; rather, humans should pursue demon forms.”

And as his performance gradually improved, and he came into contact with more Golden Core and even Nascent Soul demon-kin, Ying Mingchi discovered that many Great Demons at the Nascent Soul realm secretly held similar ideas.

“It’s a pity… the ideas of the old generation of Soul Transformation cultivators are too stubborn. Only when they die and a new generation of Soul Transformation cultivators takes over can the teaching direction of Tianyao University change.”

But the unfolding of this year’s Top Ten Leagues gave Ying Mingchi a new goal.

“If I can win first place, if I can choose immortal sect cultivation methods…”

“I want to choose an immortal sect cultivation method that can transform human bloodlines into demon-kin bloodlines.”

“With the power of immortal sect cultivation methods, attract humans and transform all humans who pursue immortal sect techniques into demon-kin.”

“Let humans pursue the image of demons!”

“Achieve the re-greatness of demon-kin!”

At this moment on the battlefield, Ying Mingchi summoned wind and rain, bringing forth rolling black clouds that pressed down on Zhang Yu’s location.

In Ying Mingchi’s eyes, demon-kin discriminators like Zhang Yu were obstacles to the revival of demon-kin.

Ying Mingchi thought to himself, “Whether it’s to win the Top Ten Leagues championship, to secure the possibility of demon-kin revival.”

“Or to combat the phenomenon of demon-kin discrimination and boost demon-kin morale.”

“I will surely defeat you!”

As he thought, flashes of thunder erupted, and the storm Ying Mingchi had unleashed continued to expand, constantly pressing towards Zhang Yu’s position.

At the same time, Ying Mingchi’s dragon eyes looked at Zhang Yu and said coldly, “I hope you are more resilient than your senior sister.”

Hu Yuntao: “Little beast!”

Zhang Yu’s figure flickered, and he had already charged towards the giant dragon silently floating atop the rolling black clouds in the sky.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth and laughed, “I hope you are easier to ride than your junior brother.”

Ying Mingchi snorted coldly, his dragon claws swung, and flashes of lightning streaked through the black clouds, striking at Zhang Yu.

At the same time, lines of projected subtitles appeared behind him: “Zhang Yu, get one thing straight, humans are never nobler than demons.”

“In many aspects, we are inherently stronger than humans.”

“If Dao Qiankun hadn’t died, I would have wanted to compete with him in weather control and clash with his thunder methods, instead of teaching you a lesson like this today.”

Amidst the violent thunderous bombardments, Zhang Yu retreated step by step.

But the next moment, Ying Mingchi’s gaze subtly changed. In his perception, the rain clouds in the sky were still expanding, continuously spreading out of his control.

“The rain clouds are spreading beyond the battlefield. How can this be? I clearly…”

Ying Mingchi’s dragon eyes swept across, and lines of data appeared in his eye sockets, displaying the changes in temperature, humidity, and spiritual energy across the battlefield.

He quickly reacted and suddenly looked at the water vapor condensing below and the Tianri Huangshen continuously heating the water.

“This guy…” Ying Mingchi thought, “Evaporating water vapor, increasing humidity, expanding my rain clouds.”

Watching the rain clouds expand further, even breaking through the battlefield boundaries, and then seeing the notices for fines for illegal weather appearing in his eye sockets, Ying Mingchi roared and began to try his best to contract the rain clouds.

At the same time, the giant dragon roared, “Zhang Yu, what are you doing?!”

Zhang Yu looked puzzled, “What did I do? I’m fighting normally.”

Zhang Yu naturally wouldn’t admit that his water control and Tianri Huangshen’s heating operations were meant to influence the weather; otherwise, he would also be fined.

However, seeing the giant dragon trying to contract the rain clouds, Zhang Yu smiled.

“Aren’t you going to compete with Brother Dao Qiankun?”

“If it were Brother Dao, he wouldn’t be afraid of fines.”

Accompanied by projections of spiritual world characters, Zhang Yu roared. The water vapor condensed by the Bishui Jinjing Jia (Jade Water Golden Crystal Armor) became increasingly dense, gradually stirring up a torrential flood.

Meanwhile, Tianri Huangshen shone like a great sun in mid-air, continuously evaporating large amounts of water vapor that rose into the sky, leading to further expansion of the rain clouds.

Ying Mingchi tumbled back and forth in the rain clouds. The storm he had just unleashed now became his greatest burden due to one fine notice after another.

“Zhang Yu, you are asking for death!”

Watching the constantly popping up fine notices, the furious Ying Mingchi clawed fiercely at Zhang Yu.