Three days later, [Kindness Sect] rode the sect's spirit boats and headed to the gathering place. Except for the very few disciples who stayed behind, [Kindness Sect] had basically gone all out.
On the spirit boat, everyone had very serious expressions, but [Tang Xiaoyu] was very excited.
[Zhang Huizhu] started assigning tasks to the elders: "Xiaoyu, you and Old Six lead two thousand disciples to clear out the small sects along the way."
"I will take the rest of the people and directly attack [Tianxuan Sect] along with the other two sects."
"Of course, they will also send people to clear out those small sects."
"Once your task is complete, quickly meet up with us."
[Tang Xiaoyu] stretched his neck: "Understood."
After flying for a day, they finally arrived at the gathering place. The sect leaders greeted each other, and [Tang Xiaoyu] and his group took the lead to take action, with the main forces directly attacking [Tianxuan Sect].
[Tang Xiaoyu] led his people to the first target, a third-rate sect with only three to four hundred disciples.
[Tang Xiaoyu] stood at the entrance of the opponent's sect with a cold expression: "Either swear allegiance, or die."
Soon, the sect leader of the opponent brought his elders and disciples rushing out.
Seeing [Tang Xiaoyu], the sect leader was startled: "[Tang Sect Leader], we have met before. I am your loyal supporter."
[Tang Xiaoyu] thought about it carefully and seemed to have seen this person in [Tianxuan Sect].
Seeing that [Tang Xiaoyu] seemed to remember him, the opponent shouted out the slogan of "victory".
The sect leader walked up to [Tang Xiaoyu]: "[Tang Sect Leader], what are you doing? Whatever you need, we dare not disobey."
"From that day on, you have been the leader of us third-rate sects. As long as you raise your hand, we will definitely rise up with our disciples to follow you."
[Tang Xiaoyu]'s heart collapsed: [I'm here to conquer, not to rebel.]
Subsequently, [Tang Xiaoyu] reiterated his purpose and requirements.
"Damn it, [Tang Sect Leader], no, [Tang Elder] now, this is a word from you. Let me spread the word to other brothers to surrender."
"From now on, the [Dao Ancestor] will be the god we worship. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to him will become our enemy."
"[Tang Elder], elders, please come in with me."
[Tang Xiaoyu] was a little puzzled, but he was not afraid of any tricks.
After leading the disciples into the sect, they then saw something that made the [Kindness Sect] disciples stare with mouths wide open.
A statue of none other than the [Dao Ancestor] stood in the square.
[Tang Xiaoyu] was confused: "What's going on here?"
The sect leader explained: "We are the closest to your territory, so we naturally know a little bit about the news over there."
"You should understand that we third-rate sects don't have much to worship. When we learned that you guys over there were all worshipping the [Dao Ancestor], we secretly sent people to investigate the situation."
"After learning about the glorious deeds of the [Dao Ancestor], we swore to join the [Dao Ancestor]'s gate."
[Tang Xiaoyu] sneered inwardly: [What glorious deeds does that old guy have.]
Just as he had finished sneering, the voice of the old guy he was talking about came.
"You little bastard, you dare to curse me in your heart? Do you want to die or not want to live anymore?"
[Tang Xiaoyu] jumped three feet high, then knelt on the ground: "[Dao Ancestor], your disciple knows his mistake. Your disciple was just speaking recklessly."
The others also hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Greetings [Dao Ancestor]."
"Alright, alright, stand up everyone! I can feel your sincerity."
"Just you, little bastard, tell me why I don't have glorious deeds? Although I am not the original [Dao Ancestor], I am still the [Dao Ancestor], right!"
[Tang Xiaoyu] wished he was dead. He kowtowed repeatedly: "[Dao Ancestor], please let me off this once! I really know I was wrong."
"Alright, alright. Given your performance over the years, I'll spare you this time. Next time I'll make you a eunuch."
[Tang Xiaoyu] felt a chill in his lower body. He quickly promised: "I will never dare again next time."
"Learn from them. They offer incense and kowtow every day with utmost sincerity and never dare show the slightest disrespect. This sincerity makes me feel comfortable too."
[Tang Xiaoyu] quickly said: "Your disciple is also very sincere every day, it's just that I can't control my mouth."
"Enough. If you weren't sincere, I would have made you a eunuch long ago. Hurry up and take care of your own business."
"Yes, farewell [Dao Ancestor]."
The others also shouted: "Farewell [Dao Ancestor]."
Well! This is hitting more the more one hits!
Looking at the extra few hundred people, [Tang Xiaoyu] felt very spirited but had nowhere to vent it.
The sect leader walked over: "[Tang Elder], stay here for a day. The other sect leaders have brought their people over."
"Everyone, please come into the hall with me."
He then instructed his disciples: "Quick, prepare the banquet for our brothers."
The next day, looking at the extra ten thousand people, [Tang Xiaoyu] had a sentence he didn't know whether to say or not.
"[Tang Elder], after that incident, we were afraid of being retaliated against, so we chose to unite to advance and retreat together. Now only thirty-some sects have come, and another thirty-some sects on [Tianxuan Sect]'s side were unable to come over."
"When we get to the foot of [Tianxuan Sect] Mountain, they will rise up and join us." A sect leader explained.
[Tang Xiaoyu] nodded: [Still daring to rise up, do I still want to be king and hegemony!]
Since the [Dao Ancestor] had acknowledged them and said they were fine, [Tang Xiaoyu] could only accept it.
"Did you not run into any of our other people?" [Tang Xiaoyu] asked curiously.
A sect leader said: "We met them, but after they knew we were under the [Dao Ancestor]'s gate, they left. We wanted to go with them, but when we received the news that you were here, we came over."
[Tang Xiaoyu] didn't want to say too much: "Move out. Next destination."
"What's the next destination?"
"[Yinming Sect], [Sanqing Sect]. We don't need to go to [Sanqing Sect] anymore, let's just go straight to [Yinming Sect]! They are [Tianxuan Sect]'s loyal dogs."
[Tang Xiaoyu] shook his head: "Go to [Sanqing Sect] first."
"Alright."
When over ten thousand people appeared at the [Sanqing Sect]'s gate, their legs turned soft from fear.
It was still [Zhou Ruiqing] who came out to stabilize the situation.
"Little Tang, what are you doing?"
[Tang Xiaoyu] sneered coldly: "What am I doing? Of course I'm here to settle accounts."
"Elder Zhou, I don't want to make things difficult for you. Call Little Yan out."
"[Little Yan] has been with your sister for over ten years now."
Upon hearing this, [Tang Xiaoyu] hurriedly asked: "Doing what?"
"They went to Qingshan Town to look for you. I don't know where they went after that, but they must be alright, because when I went to check, I found a lot of [Qingyun Sword Sect] disciples' corpses there." [Zhou Ruiqing] replied.
[Tang Xiaoyu] was relieved: "Since there are [Qingyun Sword Sect] disciples' corpses there, it means they must have escaped. If there were no corpses, then something must have happened to them."
Looking at [Zhou Ruiqing]: "Elder Zhou, who is the sect leader now?"
"[Shi Tou]."
[Tang Xiaoyu] sneered contemptuously: "He can become sect leader too? Then there is no need for [Sanqing Sect] to exist anymore."
[Zhou Ruiqing] pleaded earnestly: "Can you spare [Sanqing Sect]? I beg you."
[Tang Xiaoyu] smiled gently and said indifferently: "I'll give you some face."
"Sixth brother, kill all the male disciples and leave the female disciples to Elder Zhou!"
[Zhu Six] grinned: "No problem."
[Zhou Ruiqing] really wanted to stop him, but his strength was no match for [Zhu Six] at all.

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.

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

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?"

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.”