The wind blew across the cliff.
Ye Shu sat cross-legged at the peak, resting with his eyes closed. His breathing was steady, like an old monk in deep meditation.
He sank his consciousness into his body, deep into his dantian.
Inside the dantian was a vast, empty space of nothingness. There was nothing here—pitch black, without sound, without light, without any tangible objects.
Ye Shu stepped on the darkness, standing amidst the void.
He said, "Let there be light."
And so, there was light.
A golden sun suddenly lit up, illuminating this dark space brightly.
It hung high in the sky, shedding endless radiance.
But Ye Shu was not satisfied.
He reached out his hand, and the light fell on his palm. This radiance had no temperature; it was like a fake sun, a mere decoration.
The sun should be hot. It should have a temperature.
He pondered for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his right hand. A cluster of purple-green flames ignited on his hand, shooting straight up, swirling and rising around the sun.
Just like that, the sun had warmth.
After the sun gained warmth, Ye Shu stomped his foot fiercely. The darkness surged violently, and ripples spread out from beneath his feet.
He said, "Let there be land."
The darkness receded, and soil churned. A patch of barren land formed beneath his feet, extending outward for several miles.
This was the limit of this dantian.
Ye Shu looked at the barren land and suddenly spoke, "Let there be water."
Thus, the earth abruptly split open, and spring water gushed out from the fissure, rushing across the land. It quickly formed a stream that spanned the earth. Along with the stream, the surrounding barren land slowly sprouted tender shoots, grew green grass, and bloomed with wildflowers.
Ye Shu stood by the stream, gazing at this world.
Beneath his feet was an endless prairie, stretching all the way to the distant, towering peaks that pierced the clouds. The mountain peaks were covered in white snow, and spring water flowed down from the summits, connecting heaven and earth.
A small patch of land in the west was overgrown with foxtail grass.
This way, when he wanted to chew on a stalk of foxtail grass to act melancholy, he wouldn't need to frantically search all over the place for one.
Now he could chew on foxtail grass anytime, anywhere.
It was still missing something.
How could there be day without night?
He waved his hand, and the sun's flames instantly faded, leaving only a glowing sphere. At the same time, Ye Shu circulated the cosmic stars, and the pitch-black night sky suddenly lit up with dots of light, like twinkling stars.
These points of light connected to form various patterns—sometimes a lion, sometimes a fairy, sometimes a longsword.
The stars flowed and shifted endlessly.
Just as Ye Shu was marveling at this beautiful scenery, a childish, milky voice sounded in his ear.
"Wow! So pretty!"
Ye Shu turned his head sharply.
He saw Xiaobai standing beside him, hands on her hips, curiously observing this world.
Wait, when did this girl get in here?
This was his own dantian!
Ye Shu was dumbfounded.
Sensing his weird gaze, Xiaobai cast a disdainful glance at him and snorted, "What's there to make a fuss about? I am the Heavenly Dao. Is it so hard for me to run into your dantian?"
"You've decorated this dantian quite nicely."
Xiaobai said, squatting down to pluck a small flower. She put it in her mouth and chewed, then her little face scrunched up as she spat it out. "It doesn't taste good at all."
"It's fake, so of course it doesn't taste good," Ye Shu said speechlessly.
"Fake? This... all of this is fake?" Xiaobai looked at him in shock, pointing at the landscape. "How is that possible? It looks exactly like the real thing."
"It only looks like it."
Ye Shu said calmly, "You didn't really think I was a god, did you? Waving a hand to create a world—no matter what, you have to follow basic natural laws. If a Golden Core cultivator like me could create real life out of thin air, wouldn't a Void Returner be able to create the universe?"
He picked up a pebble and skipped it across the water.
"The rocks, the earth, the river—they are real. But this grass is fake. Even though it looks real and feels real to the touch, its roots can't pierce the soil, its leaves won't turn yellow, and it will never wither."
Hearing this, Xiaobai froze for a moment.
She suddenly looked at him with a strange expression. "Then why did you create this grass out of thin air? Couldn't you just go outside, pull some up, and plant it in here?"
"You could also bring in some cows, sheep, butterflies, and stuff."
"You clearly could have just acted as a porter, yet you insisted on trying to create life. Are you an idiot?"
Ye Shu: "........"
What a clever method. Why didn't he think of that?
He gave Xiaobai a weird look. With this girl's IQ, it was impossible for her to be this smart.
"Hmph, hmph!"
Xiaobai stepped her little bare feet into the crystal-clear stream, proudly raising her chin and putting her hands on her hips at Ye Shu.
"Let this Heavenly Dao be your first resident!"
"First of all, there needs to be trees here, flowers, and grass. There also needs to be butterflies flying among the flowers, fish swimming in the water, and horses running on the grass. I don't like it bare with only grass."
Xiaobai pointed east and west, acting as if she had already considered herself the mistress of this world.
Ye Shu's mouth twitched. "Is this your home or something?"
"Is it not?" Xiaobai asked in return.
"This whole world belongs to this Heavenly Dao, even you are mine! This Heavenly Dao can live wherever she wants!"
She puffed out her little cheeks, looking completely justified.
"Here, here, here, and here!"
"Do everything exactly as I say!"
If nothing unexpected happened, this small world would definitely have many, many people coming in the future. She had to take possession of this most prosperous and precious piece of land while no one else knew about it.
This way, even if someone tried to usurp her position!
She would still be able to defend her status as the main wife!
Hmph, hmph! Thinking of this, Xiaobai couldn't help but hum smugly.
Ye Shu didn't know she was overthinking so much.
But seeing her insistence, he agreed to it anyway, treating it as a reward for her reminder just now.
His consciousness withdrew from his dantian.
On the cliff, the mountain wind still blew.
Ye Shu slowly stood up. Dusk had already fallen, and the sunset clouds on the horizon were like red-hot iron blocks, stacked layer upon layer.
He suddenly raised his hand and pushed forward.
An invisible wave of air surged out with a boom. The sea of clouds was forcefully torn open, revealing the rolling mountain ranges below. The birds and beasts were all startled, looking at this miracle-like scene.
Immediately after, a boundless giant hand crashed down.
These un-enlightened demonic beasts instinctively wanted to flee, but they were enveloped by the giant hand. The next second, their world spun, and when they opened their eyes again, they were already in an unfamiliar world.
There were prairies, snow-capped mountains, streams, and stars.
Ye Shu looked at the bewildered demonic beasts inside his dantian and nodded in satisfaction.
In this way, it could be considered to have a bit more life.
He turned around and strode toward the courtyard of the Profound Heaven Sword Lineage.
Now, he should have solved the problem of his cultivation base, even though he didn't know exactly how strong the villain was.
But right now, he felt terrifyingly strong!
He could punch a cow to death with a single blow!

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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.”