"Rise!"
Her red lips parted slightly, and her hands formed an extremely complex sword seal.
That Taiji sword diagram instantly reversed!
An extremely unbelievable scene appeared.
In that reverse gravity field strong enough to crush ordinary people, she and her sword extremely incongruously turned upside down!
Head down, feet up.
Extremely smoothly following that inverted silver waterfall rushing to the sky, like a silver dragon swimming upstream, she shot towards the spatial rift at the highest point!
Immediately after.
"Whoosh—!"
Another true disciple of the Supreme Sword Sect followed suit, stepping on a giant sword the size of a door panel, closely following the female cultivator against the heavens.
"They went in! The real opportunity is up there!"
At the exit of the underground river, a few rogue cultivators who had just arrived with bloodshot eyes saw this scene, and an extremely fanatical greed instantly burst out in their eyes.
"If the Supreme Sword Sect can go up, so can I!"
A one-eyed rogue cultivator, relying on his cultivation of some rare lightweight movement technique, roared wildly and pushed his legs violently against the ground.
He was extremely arrogant not to use a magical artifact, but instead tried to rely on his physical strength to forcefully leap onto a floating inverted cone-shaped piece of rubble in mid-air.
However.
The moment his feet left the ground and left the safe area below.
"Pfft—!"
That ubiquitous reverse gravity, like an invisible terrifying giant hand, instantly grabbed his ankle and violently yanked upward!
"Ah—!"
The extremely shrill scream had just sounded before it came to an abrupt end.
The one-eyed rogue cultivator's body was extremely bizarrely elongated in mid-air.
Dozens of drops of "water splashes" splashing from the inverted waterfall, like the sharpest boning knives, landed extremely precisely on his protective astral energy.
Liquefied chaotic sword qi.
With a muffled "bang".
That astral energy, enough to withstand a blow from a mid-grade magical artifact, shattered like paper.
As the sword qi entered his body, his spiritual power instantly flowed backward crazily.
The one-eyed rogue cultivator's body, like an over-inflated blood-colored balloon, exploded in mid-air!
An extremely horrifying scene appeared.
Those pieces of flesh and blood that should have fallen to the ground were not subjected to any downward gravity.
Instead, like a reverse rain of blood and gore, they followed that silver inverted waterfall, extremely eerily rolling upward into the sky!
Eventually, they merged into that dense, nauseating, eerie red mist.
"Gulp."
A few rogue cultivators on the shore who had just wanted to follow suit swallowed hard in extreme horror, their legs giving way as they collapsed to the ground.
But there are always people who don't believe in evil.
Two companion cultivators who considered themselves proficient in formations extremely tacitly sacrificed an ancient bronze shield engraved with gravity runes.
They tried to forcefully prop open a normal gravity field and head up the waterfall.
"Crack crack crack..."
Just three zhang into the edge of the waterfall, that top-grade defensive magical artifact, which cost most of the two men's life savings, let out a teeth-aching wail.
"No! I can't hold on! Fall back!"
But the reverse-flowing sword qi was completely unreasonable.
An extremely hidden, tiny column of water, like a poisonous snake, silently bypassed the shield and extremely brutally whipped the two men's waists and abdomens.
"Rip!"
Scalding blood splashed against the sky again.
Two broken corpses, extremely cleanly sliced in half at the waist, along with that shattered bronze shield, were violently sucked into the waterfall by the reverse gravity.
In the blink of an eye, they were ground into meat paste.
The pungent smell of blood dyed the fairyland-like silver waterfall an extremely dazzling scarlet again.
Gu Yang stood in the shadows, his deep black eyes taking all this in.
Deep in his sea of consciousness, an extremely cold mechanical voice quietly echoed.
"System, consume 10 Destiny Points to obtain intelligence on the Inverted Sword Waterfall."
[Ding! Command confirmed. Deducting 10 Destiny Points. Remaining Destiny Points: 160]
A pale blue light screen quickly unfurled in the dark void.
[Purple Intelligence: At the source of the reverse flow of the Inverted Sword Waterfall, a top-tier spatial spiritual object, the 'Boundless Ethereal Stone', is bred. However, the remnant soul of a third-generation elder of the Supreme Sword Sect lies dormant within it, setting up a possession array. The first person to touch the Ethereal Stone will definitely be possessed.
The moment the possession is activated, the remnant soul will leave its original position, and the Ethereal Stone will have an extremely weak 'three-breath' window of being ownerless.
The host can go upstream along the two-thirds angle of the inverted hidden reef, perfectly avoiding the gravity turbulence. [Click to view safe coordinates and footwork]]
Gu Yang's deep black eyes reflected that silver giant waterfall rolling back into the sky.
No ripples stirred in his eyes.
He extremely casually withdrew his gaze and backhandedly tightened his grip on Lan Caidie's slender, soft waist.
Between his fingertips, the terrifying high temperature of the Great Sun True Fire, through the soaked purple dress, extremely domineeringly ironed against her cold, smooth skin.
Lan Caidie trembled all over as if electrocuted, and an extremely suppressed, sweet moan escaped her throat.
Her soul-stealing eyes instantly blurred, and her astonishingly plump body, like a pool of spring water, melted into Gu Yang's broad chest.
Gu Yang ignored the sick infatuation of the female cultivator in his arms.
He lifted his coarse gray cloth boots and extremely precisely stepped on the edge of an inconspicuous piece of rubble in the void.
"Buzz—"
The spiritual power in his body violently reversed along an extremely bizarre meridian route.
Gu Yang's tall and straight body extremely smoothly flipped in mid-air, head down, feet up.
He extremely perfectly merged into that reverse gravity field strong enough to tear people apart.
Without any stagnation, like a gray fallen leaf, following that deadly silver waterfall, he shot backward into the sky towards the spatial rift at the highest point!
Seeing this, a few rogue cultivators on the edge of the underground river instantly burst with extreme fanatical greed in their eyes.
"If he can go up with a woman, this route is definitely safe!"
Three desperadoes roared, extremely roughly mobilizing all their spiritual power, and leaped up, imitating Gu Yang's actions.
But they had no idea what that millimeter of coordinate deviation meant.
Just three zhang away from below.
The extremely violent reverse gravity field, like an invisible meat grinder, instantly twisted their bodies.
"Pfft!"
A few drops of inverted water splashing with brilliant immortal light landed extremely softly on their protective astral energy.
Liquefied chaotic sword qi.
Without even half a breath's hindrance, the water drops directly melted through the astral energy and seeped into their flesh.
"Ah—my meridians!"
Just as the shrill screams sounded, the bodies of the three rogue cultivators exploded in mid-air like blown-up blood-colored balloons.
The scalding blood and minced meat were not subjected to any downward gravity.
Instead, like an extremely eerie reverse blood rain, following the silver waterfall, they were violently swept towards the depths of the sky.
Su Lingyan leaned hard against the cold rock wall, her slender, pale finger bones tightly gripping her sword hilt.
She watched with her own eyes as those few rogue cultivators turned into a sky full of blood mist.
Raising her eyes again, she looked at that gray back figure in the waterfall, who was extremely steadily going upstream as if taking a leisurely stroll.
In her glazed eyes, a flash of extremely resolute ruthlessness crossed.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
