Above the lotus dais, the cyan fire flickered.
Su Xiao's palm passed straight through it. His arm remained in the heart of the flame, yet he felt no burning sensation whatsoever.
It just floated there quietly.
As if it didn't exist in this space.
Visible, but untouchable.
Su Xiao was stunned.
He withdrew his hand and tried again.
Once again, it passed right through.
"What exactly is going on?!" The system looked at the untouchable fire lotus, completely dumbfounded.
This... this shouldn't be happening.
According to the fragments it intercepted from the Heavenly Dao, there clearly should be a fire here!!!
And it was indeed here.
Why?
Why on earth was this happening?
"Heh..."
Just then, Medusa, who was fighting with the crowd, let out a cold laugh and glanced coldly at Su Xiao. "Since I set up this trap in advance, how could I possibly place the genuine Cyan Lotus Heavenly Fire here for you to easily obtain? Do you take this Queen for a fool?"
"This fire is nothing but a projection relying on a formation."
"Its aura, its appearance—everything is identical to the real Cyan Lotus Heavenly Fire, all just to lure you here."
"How is that possible!"
Wu Tianxing's eyes widened as he let out an exclamation of shock.
"Strange fires are born of heaven and nurtured by earth. If forcibly moved, they will inevitably trigger a backlash. How could it possibly leave its birthplace?"
"Just because you say it's impossible makes it impossible? There are many things you don't know." Medusa sneered. This was also a method she learned from that little booklet.
Wu Tianxing's face turned livid, but he couldn't say anything.
Because the truth was right before their eyes.
They had all been played by this woman.
"Senior Brother..." Looking at Su Xiao, who stood frozen in place, Qin Ke'er and the others, who were joining forces to block the snake-men warriors, couldn't help but look at him with a pitying gaze.
Going through so much trouble, only to come up empty-handed.
Anyone would feel awful, right?
Little did they know, Su Xiao's heart was currently filled with wild ecstasy. He was overjoyed, screaming internally.
Great! This is great!
I knew things wouldn't be this simple.
The Child of Destiny is the Child of Destiny; no one can steal the fortuitous encounters that belong to him!
Thinking that all his previous worries were for naught, Su Xiao couldn't help but want to laugh.
No, no! I can't laugh yet. If I laugh right now, my character persona will collapse. Better wait a bit longer.
Su Xiao sighed, pretending to be disappointed as he swiped at the air again, then turned and flew toward where his junior sisters were to help share the pressure from the snake-men warriors.
As for Ye Shu...
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he had long since retreated to a safe corner, silently watching this farce.
"Can I only say, as expected of Queen Medusa?"
He suddenly remembered that time in the courtyard when Medusa paid a sudden visit. She didn't watch the dance but merely built a high platform in the center of the city for them, letting the girls perform for everyone.
He still remembered her saying—watch his performance astound the crowd.
So from that moment on, she had already seen through his identity, and then used her rebirth memories to set a trap, aiming to lure everyone here and wipe them out in one fell swoop.
But... but...
Ye Shu looked up at the battlefield above.
Even if her trap succeeded and she borrowed the Imperial Dragon Aura to raise her strength a level above the others, it was still impossible for her to take down the four Soul Formation cultivators present.
Let alone Bingxuanzi, who was in the same realm as her.
Did her intelligence gathering go wrong, failing to anticipate that so many people would come?
But why did she still forcibly keep everyone here?
Why?
Why exactly?
Just as he was pondering, right at the moment when everyone was shocked that the spiritual fire wasn't here, causing them to lose their target and briefly pause their fighting...
A sword light, like a flash of lightning, arrived in an instant.
It violently pierced through... Ye Shu's chest!
Pfft!
Blood splattered everywhere. Ye Shu spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled backward, his fingers covering the bowl-sized hole in his chest, disbelief lingering in his eyes.
He looked up toward the direction the sword light came from. There, a purple-clad figure was slowly retracting her longsword.
Everyone was stunned, including Queen Medusa.
No one expected that Mu Yunxi would take advantage of this gap to kill a minor Foundation Establishment figure.
However, her eyes were cold, without the slightest hint of guilt.
Since there was no fire here, killing this menace who would bring disaster to the Azure Profound Sect in the future made the trip worthwhile.
Thump!
Su Xiao, who had just been beaming with joy internally, fell to his knees. He stared blankly at the gaping hole in Ye Shu's chest, his mind filled with one thought: It's so over!!!
The male lead is dead, how is the plot supposed to continue?
Ye Shu clutched the hole in his chest, standing frozen for three seconds before he finally reacted.
I seem... to be dead?
Just like that... dead?
He looked up, a pale smile appearing on his face. It seemed like sorrow, like a sigh, but ultimately settled into relief.
"Originally a seed of the cosmos, alas, tribulation fills the firmament.
When the false is taken for true, the true becomes false; vainly striving for form, form turns to emptiness.
Blood stains the lotus dais without regret, this life has not failed a hero's sword.
If you ask where destiny belongs, a predestined floating life ends in nothingness."
With the fall of his final sigh, he could no longer hold on, his body falling straight backward.
Ye Shu.
Dead.

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

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.”

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.