"System, is this plot really correct?"
When in doubt, ask the System. This was the experience Su Xiao had summarized from reading novels since childhood.
The System was always the best helper in another world.
It would absolutely never harm a transmigrator.
This was a deeply rooted belief branded into his mind.
After all, if the System wanted to harm him, what was it after? The less than ten thousand in his bank account, or the mortgage he hadn't even finished paying the down payment for?
[Please rest assured, Host. Our plot is flourishing. It is normal for some minor deviations to occur. The Host only needs to complete your own plot missions.]
Hearing this, Su Xiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
All he needed to do was stop the male protagonist from taking the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame, and then be defeated, right?
He might not know how to win, but did he not know how to lose?
What a joke!!!
"Heh..."
The System, hiding in an alternate dimension, let out a cold sneer.
This plot was entirely forced by it. Normally, what kind of Golden Core stage cultivator would travel thousands of miles out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains just to snatch a spiritual flame from under the nose of Queen Medusa?
Did they think they lived too long?
Yet, this host actually believed it.
The more the System thought about it, the prouder it became. This was exactly the kind of host it wanted. One who was too smart would be hard to control and wouldn't easily arouse the female lead's sympathy.
"Jiejiejie... Let's see what you do this time..."
The System stared at Ye Shu in the distance and let out a cold laugh.
It wanted to see with its own eyes how this male protagonist would survive a desperate situation surrounded by a pack of wolves.
Two Soul Formation cultivators, four Golden Core cultivators.
How will you break this deadlock?
Child of Destiny!
Ye Shu stood on the reef, his gaze indifferent.
Clearly, all of this was within his expectations.
Mu Yunxi looked at Ye Shu's expression and frowned. Something was wrong. Why was this guy so calm? Everyone present was at the Soul Formation stage, while he was merely at the Foundation Establishment stage. Yet, he remained expressionless. Was he in despair, or did he have some other trump card?
Did he really think relying on Bingxuanzi could protect him?
Whatever.
Mu Yunxi withdrew her gaze and looked at the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame in the distance. No matter what backup plan he had, in the face of absolute power, he was nothing but a jumping clown.
She came here for only two things.
Seize the opportunity, and kill.
In her previous life, her little disciple returned from the Magical Beast Mountain Range and brought this little thief back. Seeing his outstanding talent, she had a momentary desire to cherish talent, took him under her wing, and carefully cultivated him. As a result, she was deceived by the perseverance and bravery he showed at the beginning, as well as his sweet words. She even secretly developed feelings and had thoughts she shouldn't have had.
Thinking about it again now.
This boy first had Qingxue, and then he conquered her obedient disciples on Zixiao Peak one by one. Every time it was a hero saving the beauty, and every time it was just right.
How could there be so many coincidences?
It was clearly premeditated! Provoking one wasn't enough; he wanted one, two, three. It was evident that this boy was a lecher at heart, with incredibly deep scheming!
And for such a fickle person.
She actually neglected her proudest disciple, Su Xiao. She even treated his many past well-intentioned reminders as jealousy, narrow-mindedness, and a lack of broad-mindedness!
So much so that he ultimately ended up dying and his dao vanishing.
Before dying, her pitiful disciple was still protecting Zixiao Peak, protecting everyone.
And what about that heartless, ungrateful scoundrel?
He had long since run away without a trace.
In this life, she absolutely would not repeat the same mistakes!
Since such a sinister, cunning, treacherous, heartless, ungrateful, and lecherous scoundrel could become the co-lord of the world and ascend to immortality after obtaining those opportunities, then why couldn't her disciple Su Xiao, who had upright conduct and a kind heart, do the same?
If Ye Shu could sit on the throne of the world's co-lord.
Her disciple could sit on it too!
At this thought, Mu Yunxi's gaze swept over the crowd.
The pressure of the peak Soul Formation stage was released with a boom, suppressing the entire scene. Even the air stagnated.
"I am taking the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame. Understood?"
She spoke coldly, her tone leaving no room for doubt.
"Master is mighty!!!!" Seeing her master so domineering, Qin Ke'er couldn't help but raise her hands to cheer for her.
"You guys, if you know what's good for you, get out of here right now!"
She put one hand on her hip, proudly puffing out her not-so-full chest, and pointed at Ye Shu with the other hand, her expression full of disdain: "Especially you. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to linger here? Be careful that the shockwaves don't jolt you to death!"
"If you know what's good for you, leave quickly, and this young lady will spare your life."
Being scolded by someone, Ye Shu wasn't angry.
He glanced at Qin Ke'er with interest.
This girl was probably an idiot.
She was obviously just at the Foundation Establishment stage herself, yet she was scolding him here. Besides, this girl seemed to be here to kill him, so why was she urging him to leave quickly?
The others looked at her with the same gaze.
Seeing everyone looking at her as if she were an idiot, Qin Ke'er, who had just puffed out her chest, suddenly felt a bit guilty and asked Mu Yunxi in a low voice, "Master, did I say something wrong?"
"No, what you said was very right."
Although she was very distressed by her disciple's naive and sweet personality, since the harsh words had already been spoken, Mu Yunxi naturally wouldn't tear down her stage.
Qin Ke'er immediately breathed a sigh of relief and puffed out her chest again.
Only this time, she didn't utter any more harsh words.
Like a combative rooster, she glared at the crowd.
"Hehe... Young people are so energetic."
Wu Tianxing smiled.
Bingxuanzi snorted coldly, "Just a bean sprout hiding under the shelter of her elders, what is there to be proud of?"
"Interesting, truly interesting."
Right at this moment, another voice sounded, echoing within the spacious cave.
"The wind and moon of the Central State hide their blades, the Heavenly Demon whispers in the dead of night.
A figure in black robes bears the mandate of heaven, half a broken lamp illuminates the void.
Asking not of the common people but of karma, bowing not to immortals and buddhas but to a fleeting shadow.
If one understands the meaning of drifting clouds in this life, why debate supremacy in the mortal realm."
Accompanied by the voice, ripples like water suddenly rippled through the void. A white-haired old man walked out from within. Dressed in a black robe with a kindly face, he looked at Qin Ke'er with a smile.
"Little girl, are you interested in joining my Demonic Sect?"
With just one glance, Qin Ke'er felt dizzy and her mind grew hazy. As if possessed by a ghost, she actually nodded her head.
"Okay..."
"Ke'er!"
Mu Yunxi gave a cold shout, jolting her awake.
Qin Ke'er snapped back to reality and broke out in a cold sweat. She hurriedly hid behind Lu Qinghuan, no longer daring to show off.
"Master Mochen, instead of staying in your Xuanming Abyss, what are you doing here? Is the Demonic Path also going to wade into these muddy waters?" Wu Tianxing looked coldly at the newcomer.
"This old man didn't want to come either, but alas, the Holy Maiden gave an order."
Master Mochen shook his head and sighed, looking like someone forced to go to work, but his gaze fell slightly on Ye Shu.
So this was the person the Holy Maiden had specifically named for him to see?
A Foundation Establishment cultivator?
He looked quite ordinary.
He raised his head, looked at the crowd, and smiled slightly: "This Green Lotus Heavenly Flame, I also desire it. What do everyone think?"
The crowd remained silent.
Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate.
Buzz!!!!
A burst of dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from the bottom of the magma lake, enveloping everyone within it.
At the same time.
The sound of uniform footsteps suddenly echoed around the cave. Step... step... step...
Following the sound.
Unbeknownst to them, the magma lake had already been surrounded by heavily armed elites of the Snake-People tribe, Bai Ling, the other three royal guards, and... Queen Medusa.
She raised her head and gave a faint smile to the bewildered crowd. "Coming to visit as guests, yet you didn't even bother to say hello?"

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.

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

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.”

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?"