Du Chen has become Huo Yuhao's system, and it seems he also has to take on the role of an old man.

Since that's the case, then—hehehehe…

Yuhao, you don't want to be unable to revive your mother because you're not strong enough, do you?

Then you'd better behave and listen~

Tang Sect? Don't go. With your Brother Chen around, why would you join any sect?

The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire? Take it. These are good things; even if you don't need them, you can't leave them to others.

Qiankun Asks About Love Valley? Destroy it? You don't think you can withstand the test of this wretched place, do you?

Unlucky with gacha pulls? Relax and listen to me: luck is like a boulder rolling down a mountain; once it starts, it only gets worse.

The God King? Strike him! Don't hesitate, trust me, that's the one to strike!

A familiar, thin figure was standing at the doorway.

He wore a yellow and black square haori, and his long, deep red hair was unusually tied in a high ponytail.

He was holding a katana that he had never seen before.

That was the back view of his father, Tanjuro Kamado.

And facing Tanjuro face to face.

It was a man Tanjiro had never seen before, dressed in a black suit and wearing a small top hat.

Because Tanjiro fell in the snow, he couldn't see the expression on his father's face, who was turned away from him.

But he was able to see the other side.

—The man in the black suit, his red eyes revealing a look of horror.

That was an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

One punch killed the Black Holy Grail, two blasts slew Alaya. The secrets of the assassination fist are all passed down, intertwining reality and fantasy. The Hundred Arts of the Viper, the Seven Wounds Fist, the Shadoken of Killing Intent, the Fist of the North Star, the Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist, the Sea Tiger Exploding Fist! These are my fists. And today, let me use my fists to prove to you: nothing is indestructible. If there is, it's because I'm not strong enough! The truly strong are those who defy the will of heaven! [So, this is the story of a man who traveled through time and space to become a teacher in the Formation Moon. Instead of teaching, he practiced boxing, and corrupted his students.]

The fields have been cultivated and fertilized, and now they are ready for sowing.

I wonder what kind of trees can grow in this stupid and twisted ninja world?

"Those who play with fate will eventually be played by fate!"

"Six Paths Sage! Let's start with you!"

Let the world know the truth!

"The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky is in charge." Pah! It's out of place.

"I! The Great and Wise Teacher of the Ninja World, will begin preaching!"

"First I fought for survival, then I fought for my family, now I fight for my village, and finally I will fight for peace for all the people in the ninja world!"

"We are born free, who dares to be superior to us?"

"I see all living things as mayflies, but I see you as a green mountain."

"There is no predetermined ending, only a self that is not strong enough!"

"Please protect your ideals. In this twisted ninja world, we need to have firm beliefs!"

It’s good to write these sentences down, they will be useful when sowing seeds later.

Hinata Zhen didn't know where he got the paper and pen from, and quickly wrote down his thoughts, fearing that he would forget them.

Li Chang'an traveled back in time to the Southern Song Dynasty, initially thinking he could make a name for himself using his knowledge from the future, but—

The system is 99.99% loaded... It's been stuck for a full hundred years!

He was neither good at literature nor martial arts; even the Beggars' Sect thought he had no talent!

He can only rely on toxic motivational quotes to fool people in the underworld, and has become a notorious old charlatan in Jiaxing City...

until--

Guo Jing: "This senior must be a reclusive master!"

Huang Rong: "You old liar! Even my father can't fake it as well as you!"

When I was old and frail, the system finally activated!

Travel through various realms + take on disciples and receive rewards!

Li Chang'an stroked his beard and smiled: "Disciples, your master is getting old, and fighting is no longer appropriate for me... Here, take this pile of elixirs and divine skills, and remember to be filial to your master!"

"dominate!"

"As far as I know, at least three main gods are missing. Those godhoods should be in the hands of you few rule masters!"

Luke said leisurely.

"If I were to release this information, do you think the other rulers of the rules would step in to help me obtain a suitable main godhood?"

"Luke!"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, the Lord of Destruction's expression changed instantly.

"Don't get agitated, Your Majesty!"

Luke waved his hand.

“Luke, although I really want to take back the token, the Spear of Destruction, I only have one Destiny Godhead.”

"I cannot kill a water-type main god just because of your words, especially a mid-level main god. Other rule rulers would certainly disagree."

"A divine title for destiny? It's not impossible, given the existence of a supreme ruler..."