Meanwhile, in the Magical Beast Mountain Range.
Beneath the cliff, inside the cave.
"Is this the place Fairy Doctor Sister mentioned?"
The three sisters of the Azure Mystic Sect held their longswords, vigilantly looking around as they groped their way along the direction in their memories.
Ye Shu had only set up a visual illusion array.
Therefore, the people inside the cave did not notice the commotion outside and were still joyfully searching for the "treasure"!
The three sisters walked in the front.
Su Xiao followed behind, his heart full of weird feelings.
Wasn't this supposed to be a training expedition?
How did they end up at the exact place where the male lead had his fortuitous encounter?
He had wanted to stop them, but Qin Ke'er had shouted something like, "As long as you jump off a cliff, you'll have a fortuitous encounter! That's how it's written in all the books."
And then she just leaped right off.
What else could he say to that?
He had no choice but to follow.
The problem now was that they were inevitably going to steal the male lead's fortune. How was the original plot supposed to progress then?
Su Xiao stroked his chin.
Maybe... he should leave something behind after they take it?
Little did he know, this was exactly what the System wanted to see.
"Hehehe... Not only are we snatching the Child of Destiny's fortune ahead of time, but we're also leaving a grand gift behind." The System thought gleefully. This feeling of toying with everything was simply addictive.
Just then, Qin Ke'er, who was walking in front, suddenly cried out, "Look! There's a giant snake ahead!"
Everyone looked up.
Sure enough, in the corridor was a giant python as tall as a person, flicking its tongue and staring fiercely at them.
Zheng Yunshu's face lit up with joy.
Since the snake was still here, it meant this place hadn't been visited yet. As expected, they were the first!
"Don't be afraid, it's just a Tier-3 demonic beast."
Lu Qinghuan chuckled lightly, her right finger gently flicking the hilt of her sword.
Clang.
A flash of sword light passed, and the snake's head fell to the ground.
With that, Brother Snake fulfilled his mission.
The group continued forward.
"Sigh..."
Su Xiao, lingering behind, gently closed Brother Snake's eyes with his hand. "You've suffered, Brother Snake."
But the moment his hand touched the snake's head.
Hiss!
The snake's mouth bit down viciously, sinking its fangs into the webbing of Su Xiao's hand.
"Holy crap!"
Su Xiao let out a miserable shriek and quickly shook it off. He blew on the two deep bite marks on his hand. "Son of a bitch, I wasn't even the one who killed you, yet you bite me?"
"Senior Brother! Hurry up and follow us!"
Lu Qinghuan called back from the front.
"Coming, coming."
Clutching his right hand, Su Xiao quickly caught up.
"Senior Brother, why is your face so red?" Qin Ke'er couldn't help but ask when she saw Su Xiao's flushed face.
"N-nothing."
Su Xiao forced himself to act calm.
He couldn't exactly tell them that he was bitten by a dead snake because he couldn't keep his hands to himself, could he? That would be utterly humiliating.
"As long as you're fine."
The group passed through the corridor, and a massive stone chamber came into view.
In the center of the stone chamber stood a stone statue.
It had its hands clasped behind its back, facing away from the world.
"Hiss, what a familiar feeling..." Lu Qinghuan looked at the back of the stone statue, feeling a sense of familiarity, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"Look, there are words over there."
Just as she was about to take a few steps forward to go around the statue and take a closer look, Qin Ke'er pointed at the futon behind the statue and called out.
The group gathered around and saw a few lines of text carved into the stone slab in front of the futon.
"Why cry in sorrow? Lamenting the few years of lifespan."
"I swept through the mortal realm with my martial skills, but alas..."
"........."
"If destined, kowtow a thousand times, and the meaning will naturally reveal itself."
"Kowtow a thousand times?!"
After reading the words, Qin Ke'er was so angry she almost jumped up.
"What the hell is this?! Asking me to kowtow to this broken stone statue, and a thousand times at that? Who does he think he is? Just some old geezer who's been dead for who knows how many years!"
"Does he really think he's some big shot!"
With that, she raised her hand, ready to destroy the broken statue with a single sword strike.
"Nonsense!" Zheng Yunshu quickly scolded. "Ke'er, you must not disrespect a senior."
Su Xiao, on the other hand, didn't have much of a reaction.
Isn't this how novels always write it? The protagonist falls off a cliff, encounters a fortuitous opportunity, passes a test, and gets a treasure.
It seemed to be exactly like this in the original story too.
But in reality, the System was completely dumbfounded.
Wait, this isn't right, is it?
Where is my giant skeleton of a supreme expert? Where is my ancient tome? What the hell is this stone statue?
Could it have been claimed already?
No, no, at this point in time, the Child of Destiny shouldn't have arrived in Yuanyang Town yet. This group of female leads are the first to arrive, and the giant snake at the entrance isn't dead yet. How could someone have swooped in and stolen it?
Could it be a protective measure by the Heavenly Dao?
To prevent anyone other than the Child of Destiny from obtaining the fortuitous encounter?
Uncertain. Better keep observing.
"Ke'er!" Zheng Yunshu scolded in a low voice. "Since you disrespected the senior, as your Eldest Senior Sister, I will punish you to sincerely kowtow to him."
"On what grounds?!" Qin Ke'er cried out, her large eyes full of indignation.
"What, do you dare disobey your Eldest Senior Sister?" Lu Qinghuan cast a cold glance, her right thumb quietly pushing open her sword sheath with a crisp click.
"D-damn it, if only I could beat you..."
Forced by the authority of martial prowess, Qin Ke'er reluctantly knelt on the ground, supported herself with her hands, and kowtowed onto the futon.
One, two, three, four...
An hour passed, and Su Xiao couldn't bear to watch anymore.
"Junior Sister, let me kowtow in your place."
"No need, no need, Senior Brother, just stay seated." Qin Ke'er gritted her teeth and persisted.
Another two hours passed.
Qin Ke'er had kowtowed until she was dizzy and her vision blurred. Her mind was a bit muddled, and only muscle memory supported her to continue kowtowing.
The futon was practically smashed to pieces.
Finally, the sharp-eyed Lu Qinghuan noticed something.
"Little Junior Sister, stop kowtowing!"
She took a step forward, stopped Qin Ke'er from continuing, and took out an ancient manual from inside the ruined futon.
"Senior Brother, take a look, what is this?"
"Purple Cloud Wings?"
Su Xiao took the secret manual, glanced at it, and a strange expression appeared on his face.
He was familiar with this thing. It was Xiao Yan's ultimate escape skill in the early stages of Battle Through the Heavens, allowing flight before reaching the Dou Wang realm. But the problem was, this world was a freaking cultivation world!
Foundation Establishment cultivators could already fly on their swords.
What was the damn point of flying with some broken wings?
"Quick, let me see!"
Having recovered a bit, Qin Ke'er bounced forward, snatched the ancient manual, and haphazardly flipped through a few pages. Upon seeing the contents, her face flushed the color of pig liver.
"What kind of garbage is this? It's completely useless!"
"And to think I kowtowed a thousand times for this! I'm so mad!"
At the thought of kowtowing a thousand times only to exchange it for such a broken thing, Qin Ke'er was filled with rage.
She suddenly turned around, her sword striking out like a dragon.
Swish, swish, swish—
The stone statue with its back to them was instantly sliced into several pieces, shattering onto the ground with a crackle. The statue's head fell and rolled to Qin Ke'er's feet.
The face of the head happened to be looking right up at Qin Ke'er.
Qin Ke'er looked down and froze.
Why did this face look so much like...
The face of that heartless scoundrel from her memories?
"Are you kidding me?!" Even the System was shocked.
The Child of Destiny had already been here? That shouldn't be possible. How could he be so fast!
However, before they could even react, a sinister voice echoed from the entrance.
"Are you all here hunting for treasure as well?"
Everyone turned their heads in unison, only to see dozens of figures standing at the mouth of the cave, holding torches and staring at them.
The leader, Mu Lei, locked his gaze onto the secret manual in Qin Ke'er's hands and let out a chilling laugh.
"It seems there really are good things here."
"Leave both your lives and the treasure behind!"

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.”

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!"

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.