“It's been a while since we last met.”
The Martial Emperor chuckled as he looked at Chen Xia.
“Indeed.” Chen Xia nodded slightly, maintaining a calm demeanor. The Martial Emperor's visit to the Great Death Realm had already been explained by the Heart Demon to Chen Xia.
It was clear that the Martial Emperor was unaware of the Heart Demon's resurrection and still believed that the entity in the Great Death Realm was Chen Xia's Seed of Dao.
“The last time I saw you was in the Great Death Realm. We spoke briefly then, and tonight I’ve come to discuss it further.” The Martial Emperor continued with a smile.
“Go ahead,” Chen Xia replied.
“First, let me explain why I want to replace the Way of Heaven. Let me tell you the backstory, consider it a story if you will.”
The Martial Emperor said with a light smile.
“The experiences one has in their youth can shape their entire life. You know, I came from Qing Province, and I’m sure you’ve heard of my exploits there.”
“Back then, Qing Province was a place where humans and demons were in constant conflict. But humans weren’t exactly virtuous either. It was common to see those from the mountains mercilessly slaughtering those from the plains. In essence, it was just a matter of strength.”
“There was a young man who refused to accept this disparity and insisted on seeking justice. Reality, however, taught him a far crueler lesson.”
“I won’t go into details, as it’s just a clichéd and melodramatic tale. One can’t truly empathize with something that hasn’t happened to them.”
“Now, this young man has grown up, gained enough power, and formed his own ideas. He wants to create a world of equality.”
“That’s all there is to it.”
The Martial Emperor waved his hand, speaking in a very matter-of-fact tone, then added softly,
“Whether you believe me or not, you’ll have to help me. I’ll start by appealing to your reason, and then I’ll appeal to your strength.”
In this regard, the Martial Emperor and Chen Xia were quite different.
Chen Xia didn’t bother with reason; he only followed etiquette, such as politely beating someone up.
“As for the benefits, I’ve already mentioned them to you before. This time, I’ll add one more: I can cultivate you to become a Supreme Being.” The Martial Emperor continued.
Chen Xia nodded, “If you put it that way, of course, I agree.”
He knew he couldn’t defeat the Martial Emperor yet, so he didn’t argue. He would wait until he was stronger.
“That’s excellent.” The Martial Emperor smiled and nodded, then added, “I still have things to do, so don’t interfere with the Way of Heaven’s reckoning. You won’t be able to stop it. I predict that the Way of Heaven’s reckoning will destroy over half of the Star Regions. Just retreat back to the Blue Sky Sword Sea in advance.”
Chen Xia didn’t respond.
Another figure appeared on the city wall, greeting warmly,
“Chen Saint, Chen Saint, I’ve come to chat with you.” Yan Zi said with a smile, then looked at the Martial Emperor, his smile growing even wider as he asked Chen Xia,
“Is there another guest? Who is this young man? I don’t recognize him. Is he a newly ascended Great Emperor?”
“He is indeed new,” Chen Xia confirmed.
Yan Zi quickly added with a smile,
“Oh, no wonder he looks unfamiliar. Nice to meet you, young man. I’m the Three-Dao Great Emperor, Yan Zi. Although we may not be in the same faction, don’t worry, I’m very easygoing and don’t enjoy one-on-one combat.”
“I don’t enjoy one-on-one combat either,” the Martial Emperor replied with a smile.
After all, it was usually him chasing others to kill.
Yan Zi’s smile grew even broader as he quickly stepped forward and patted the Martial Emperor on the shoulder, saying,
“Then we’re quite compatible, aren’t we?”
Chen Xia’s smile also deepened as he replied, “Maybe not just compatible, you might end up with a flattened head later.”
“What are you talking about? Are we playing a guessing game?” Yan Zi frowned, then smiled and asked, “Chen Saint, introduce me to this young man, will you? Who is he?”
“The person you most want to meet,” Chen Xia replied.
Yan Zi’s brow furrowed deeper with curiosity as he continued to scrutinize the Martial Emperor, then patted his shoulder and asked,
“Why don’t you introduce yourself, young man?”
“Chen Jiu,” the Martial Emperor said.
“Chen Jiu, haha, what a coincidence, just like the name of the Martial Emperor…” Yan Zi’s laughter trailed off as he suddenly realized the truth.
This was truly a self-inflicted revelation.
His face went blank as he looked at Chen Xia for confirmation.
Chen Xia nodded, then said seriously to the Martial Emperor, “When you kill him, try to leave a whole body. I promised him I’d take care of his remains.”
With a ripple in the void, Yan Zi’s figure disappeared from the city wall.
The Martial Emperor shook his head, “Forget it, if you really want to kill him, do it yourself. I have things to do, and you need to improve quickly. Strive to become a Supreme Being in this era and get this over with sooner.”
After saying this, he didn’t wait for Chen Xia’s response and vanished.
Chen Xia returned to the city wall, looking up at the sky.
Darkness was encroaching, and the Way of Heaven was in turmoil.
This was the last peaceful night.
At dawn,
A beam of light shot through the darkness, as if capable of obliterating everything. It carried the chaotic and frenzied aura of primordial times, shattering the entire city wall with a single strike.
It was the Four-Dao Great Emperor.
Chen Xia stood on the broken city wall, catching a glimpse of the scene.
But that was all he could see.
Because he had taken a blow from the Four-Dao Great Emperor to his chest, and he was falling rapidly, his destination unknown.
This was the final battle.
The Executioner Emperor returned from the Way of Heaven’s reckoning, looking weary and stained with blood. He faced off against another Four-Dao Great Emperor, holding his own.
The left battle line was doomed to fall, everyone knew that, but all the Great Emperors charged forward into the fray.
Chen Xia continued to fall, his eyes vacant, his chest caved in, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth.
The killing power of the Four-Dao Great Emperor was too overwhelming; he couldn’t withstand it.
As he fell, with his vitality rapidly draining, his body began to vibrate strangely.
His Heart Lake was boiling, and thunder roared.
At its very center,
A cocoon formed by the Celestial Dragon pulsated rhythmically, like a heartbeat, trembling with a faint dragon’s roar.
The pulsing sound created a melody that affected the surroundings.
It grew wider and farther,
Until it resonated across over ten Star Regions.
Celebrating the birth of the Ancestral Dragon!
Goodnight.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
