Chaos Era, Year 1814.
"Ah! Moke, let go! Let go now! You broke the skin—I’m bleeding!" Liyana shrieked, flailing her arm as Moke clenched his teeth around her hand.
"If you dare pat my head again, I swear I’ll bite your fingers off!" Moke finally released her, growling the threat.
"Eh? I just couldn’t help it… You’re seriously cute for a man. What a waste…" Liyana muttered, casting a minor healing spell on herself.
"Bastard…"
"Enough, both of you. Stop bickering," Xia Lun commanded coolly. "Stay alert. Something’s coming."
The two fell silent. Liyana slung her longbow off her back, and Moke tensed, his hand hovering over the dagger at his waist.
Moke had ventured into the labyrinth with Xia Lun’s team multiple times now, and Xia Lun acknowledged his skills and experience as a rogue.
And his knack for attracting monsters.
Just as Moke had warned, ever since he joined, mindless creatures had been drawn to them like moths to a flame.
"ROAR—"
A thunderous bellow shook the earth, tremors rippling like an earthquake as a monstrous land dragon charged toward them.
It was a four-legged beast, mountainous in size, with a triangular head, pillar-like limbs, and a humped back resembling a small hill.
"Shall I handle this?" Aina asked Xia Lun.
"Please."
Aina smirked, pride flickering in her eyes. She knew Xia Lun struggled against such colossal foes—his sword would be little more than a toothpick to this beast.
With a light tap of her staff, a vast crimson magic circle erupted beneath the land dragon, engulfing it entirely.
The surge of elemental energy alerted the creature, and it roared in fury.
Then came the devastation. The magic array erupted with apocalyptic flames, blinding the group as if the sun had risen at their feet.
Liyana glanced at her bow, coughed awkwardly, and strapped it back. Moke slowly withdrew his hand from his dagger.
Well, they’d considered helping.
As the inferno faded, the air remained thick with fire mana. The ground ahead had melted into glowing magma, and at its center stood a charred monolith, the scent of roasted meat wafting from it.
"Can we… eat that?" Liyana gulped.
"Technically, yes. But you’d regret it," Moke said. "That thing’s meat could crack your teeth."
"Good work," Xia Lun told Aina.
"Hmph. It was nothing." She flipped her hair, stowing her staff.
A flawless one-hit kill.
The rivalry between her and Xia Lun continued.
"Just… what are they?" Moke whispered to Liyana.
"Xia Lun’s a hero blessed by the goddess. His strength makes sense… But Aina? No clue. She’s always been a mysterious noble mage," Liyana admitted.
"That can’t be all," Moke pressed. "I’ve met other blessed ones. They’re strong, sure, but nothing like this."
Liyana pondered. "Maybe the goddess gave Xia Lun extra power because he’s handsome?"
Moke: "…"
"What’re you two gossiping about? Get over here. A land dragon this size has to have a core," Xia Lun called, already slicing into the carcass with his sword.
Magic cores—crystalline mana reservoirs from monsters—were prized for crafting staves or powering arrays.
Liyana sighed and climbed onto the corpse. She hated this grisly work; the stench clung for days.
Aina, the MVP, lounged nearby, snacking while the others toiled.
Hours later—
"What’s this?"
A gaping slit in the dragon’s belly spilled out a slippery, bulbous sac.
"Uh… Liyana, don’t touch that. It’s the stomach—" Xia Lun warned.
Too late. Her dagger slit the organ open, unleashing a wave of putrid stench.
Yellow-green sludge oozed out, littered with half-dissolved swords and armor.
"Ew—disgusting!" Liyana leapt back, narrowly avoiding the mess.
"What happened?" Moke rushed over, gagged, but held his lunch.
"Wait… what’s that?" Xia Lun spotted an angular mass lodged in the stomach’s tear—untouched by acid.
Squelch.
A pale-yellow crystal, coffin-sized, slid to Xia Lun’s feet.
No core. Cores weren’t this big, nor found in stomachs.
And cores didn’t contain people.
Through the translucent crystal, a figure loomed—a bald, near-naked giant clad only in shorts. His bronzed muscles gleamed, radiating menace.
Crack—
The crystal shuddered, fissures spiderwebbing its surface.
BOOM.
"HYAH!"
With a battle cry, the man burst free, arms flexing as he vaulted onto the ground before them.
Liyana and Moke gaped.
"Did you slay the dragon? You saved me!" The man boomed, voice like a war drum. "Thank you!"
"Uh… you’re welcome," Xia Lun managed.
"I’m Musen. My party took a contract to kill it, but… we were no match." Musen eyed the corroded gear. "My comrades… I alone survived, sealing myself in magic crystal."
"My condolences," Xia Lun said, offering spare clothes.
Musen’s face darkened. "I’d hoped to escape its bowels and avenge them… But I’m weak. Just a cleric who can’t fight."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
