"Did you write this poem?"
"Yes," Ye Shu agreed shamelessly.
"I didn't expect you to be so talented."
The two stood together on the roof. A massive fire blazed fiercely beneath their feet, dyeing half the night sky red.
"You gave the things to them."
"What happens when Mu Lei returns? What if he flies into a rage and wants to kill those people?" Xia Hanmo was still a bit worried.
Hearing this, Ye Shu looked at her as if looking at an idiot.
"No, you managed to survive under the protection of the townsfolk, and yet you're afraid the townsfolk will spit out what they've already eaten?"
"Isn't that hilarious?"
"That's different!"
Xia Hanmo retorted.
"I only damaged a little bit of their interests, but you're confiscating their entire estate. You're taking their lives!"
"Holy shit! That actually makes a damn bit of sense."
Ye Shu was startled, then shook his head.
"In that case... I originally didn't want to do this. After all, it's always best to leave some leeway for the future. But since you put it that way, I have no other choice."
He raised his hands.
The purple fire burning the pavilion beneath them instantly transformed.
It became as pure as glazed glass and as mesmerizing as moonlight.
The Ten Thousand Beast Fire rose high from beneath his feet, gathered at the top, and then exploded in the air like a blooming firework.
The sparks of fire fell into the mountains and forests surrounding Yuanyang Town.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One cluster, two clusters, three clusters.
A boundless fire raged from the outskirts of Yuanyang Town, spreading in all directions.
The surrounding magical beasts felt the terrifying pressure and immediately fled.
First, the weak Tier 1 magical beasts began to run, then the Tier 2 magical beasts followed suit, and gradually, even the Tier 3 magical beasts started to flee.
The entire Magical Beast Mountain Range became restless because of this.
Like a rolling snowball, it grew bigger and bigger.
Meanwhile, inside the Magical Beast Mountain Range.
"Huff... huff..."
"Finally took care of them."
"These guys are unbelievable. They wouldn't listen to anything we said. We told them there was no treasure and that they had been tricked, but they still insisted on fighting us. I'm so pissed off!"
"Stop complaining and save your energy."
"That guy has definitely come to Yuanyang Town and shouldn't be too far away. Wait until we find him..."
The four members of the Qingxuan Sect, their longswords stained with blood, had just walked out of the cave entrance. Before they could even catch their breath, Su Xiao's ears suddenly twitched.
"Listen, is there some kind of sound?"
Qin Ke'er and her two sisters also pricked up their ears.
Rumble... rumble...
It was the sound of the earth trembling.
This sound was the stampede of ten thousand beasts!
"A beast tide!!!"
They suddenly looked up, only to meet several pairs of crimson eyes. A Tier 4 Phantom Wing Snake, a Tier 4 Demonic Ape, a Tier 4 Pangolin, they were all Tier 4 magical beasts!
Su Xiao was completely dumbfounded.
Is this the price for stealing the male lead's fortuitous encounter?
This is too damn terrifying!
The System was even more furious, its eyes practically splitting open.
What kind of joke is this!!!
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't they use their foresight to steal the male lead's fortuitous encounter and the female lead, leaving the male lead in incompetent fury?
How did the script get flipped?
The villain genre isn't supposed to be like this at all!!
I do not accept this!!
Far away, Ye Shu was still unaware of all this.
He turned around and looked at Xia Hanmo.
"Now, the problem should be completely solved."
Xia Hanmo stared blankly at the mighty beast tide, silently mourning for Mu Lei and the others for three seconds in her heart.
If they were trampled to death by a beast tide...
It probably wouldn't hurt, right?
"Phew! You are really amazing!"
On the other side, Xiaobai sat on Ye Shu's shoulder, her little face roasted red by the fire. "Not only did you snatch the fortuitous encounter back, but you also ruthlessly screwed over the System and the others."
"What System?"
Hearing this, Ye Shu looked at her with a bewildered expression.
"The System and the others! They've already brought people to the Magical Beast Mountain Range and reached that cave. Don't tell me you didn't know?" Xiaobai looked at him, equally bewildered.
"Was I supposed to know?"
"Weren't you supposed to know?"
Ye Shu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly packed up his bags. "Holy shit, you scammer, why didn't you say so earlier? I need to pack my things and get ready to run away!"
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.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
