Quiet, a deathly silence.
The entire stone grotto fell into a bizarre silence, even quieter than when they learned the spiritual fire was fake.
Ye Shu's ruined body staggered, finally tumbling off the reef and falling into the magma, churning up only a few bubbles.
The grand Child of Destiny, dead just like that.
Everyone stared blankly at this scene, as if unable to believe their eyes.
"Kid!!!"
Bingxuanzi's eyes nearly split open in grief. He abruptly flashed to the reef to salvage Ye Shu's corpse, but could only pull out a charred, unrecognizable remnant.
"How could this be? How did it turn out like this?!"
He cradled Ye Shu's ruined body, his voice trembling.
"How can you die? You promised me you'd cause a huge uproar, that you would unseal this old man! Where have all your bold ambitions gone?!"
"You brat!!!"
No response, only silence.
In the face of Ye Shu's death, everyone's reaction was different.
Even Medusa, who treated him as a mere nobody, couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief.
Even though she didn't take him seriously right now.
But, this was the person the little booklet said would become the co-ruler of the world in the future.
Dead, just like that?
Yet, it was surprisingly reasonable. A Soul Formation expert attacking with full force, and a sneak attack at that, even they hadn't reacted in time. How could a nobody at the Foundation Establishment stage possibly have time to react?
She was silent for a moment, then merely sighed.
Such was the way of the world.
Even with unmatched talent, if one did not grow up, it was nothing but an illusion of flowers in a mirror and the moon in the water.
That was why she never believed in depending on others.
She only believed in herself.
Only one's own strength was real.
On the other side, looking at Mu Yunxi sheathing her longsword, the disciples of the Azure Profound Sect were also stunned.
Ye Shu was dead.
The usually lively Qin Ke'er was uncharacteristically silent. She stared at the charred, unrecognizable body in Bingxuanzi's arms, a bowl-sized hole blown through its chest, taking a long while to process it.
"Master... Master, you... killed him?"
Her voice trembled, her pupils quivering violently.
"I said before, if we encounter him, I will just conveniently kill him." Mu Yunxi's expression was indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation, as if she had merely killed a nameless pawn.
"Master is right. Killing a menace like him is just getting rid of a problem; there's nothing to pity." Zheng Yunshu and Lu Qinghuan beside her also reacted and chimed in.
"But..."
Qin Ke'er opened her mouth, but swallowed her words.
The person was dead, what was the point of saying anything more?
It was meaningless...
On another side, Master Mochen sat back and watched, observing everyone's reactions, clicking his tongue in wonder.
This kid's identity was not simple.
Clearly just at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet he caused so many people to sigh for him. No wonder he caught the Holy Maiden's attention.
What a pity, he was dead.
Only Wu Tianxing was still looking completely bewildered.
What... what just happened?
It was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator dying, why such a huge reaction?
Those who didn't know would think some big shot had died. Would the sky fall just because this guy died? He completely couldn't understand.
Just like he couldn't understand why Mu Yunxi had targeted Ye Shu.
Meanwhile, Su Xiao, who had been ecstatic just moments ago, looked at the ruined body and instantly fell from heaven to hell. He collapsed to his knees, his eyes locked onto the lifeless Ye Shu, his eye sockets nearly tearing open in shock.
You've got to be kidding me!!!
The male protagonist actually died just like that?!
And he was killed by his own master, the male protagonist's future pillar of support in the Azure Profound Sect, one of the female protagonists, Mu Yunxi, with her own hands.
This isn't right!
Shouldn't the male protagonist be like an unkillable cockroach? No matter what crisis arises, shouldn't someone bail him out, or some special powerhouse show up?
How could he be dead!!
The plot is going to completely implode!
"You've got to be kidding me!!!!"
"I do not accept this!!!"
Su Xiao howled at the sky, his face written with despair. He felt as if he had just watched ten billion slip away with the magma.
His voice was so sorrowful that it brought tears to the listeners' eyes.
Everyone turned to look at him.
Even Bingxuanzi, who was in absolute agony and had managed to squeeze out two tears, was momentarily stunned.
Wait, why did this kid look even more heartbroken than he did?
In contrast to Su Xiao's breakdown was the System, which had just been somewhat shocked and disappointed.
It couldn't help but burst into maniacal laughter in the shadows.
"Jiejiejie!"
"As expected of an excellent female protagonist, decisive in killing! She easily accomplished what the host could never do."
After this battle, its ideas were even more solidified.
In future invasions of other worlds, it would still use this low-cost, high-reward process. It was the epitome of using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds. Using the female protagonist to deal with the male protagonist was indeed the correct path!
Taking down a world without breaking a sweat.
Could other systems do this?
"Jiejiejie, since the Child of Destiny is dead, all that's left is to seize the luck on his body, and this world will become my nourishment..."
The System laughed sinisterly, reaching out an invisible hand from the void, stealthily extending towards Ye Shu's corpse.
However...
It reached out and grabbed, but caught only nothingness.
"Empty?! How is that possible!"
The System's eyes widened. Refusing to believe it, it grabbed again, but it was still completely empty. No luck, no fate.
Inside that ruined body, there was absolutely nothing.
It was just like... a puppet.
That's right, a puppet!
The System suddenly realized that the Ye Shu before it had no life aura at all. This was merely a puppet devoid of life and luck!
Fake!!!
It was fake!
But it clearly felt the luck in the beginning.
Wait!
The System paused, suddenly realizing something, and gritted its teeth.
"Damn the Heavenly Dao!!!"
It was the Heavenly Dao isolating its perception and forging traces of luck on this puppet to deceive it.
Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!
To think it was so smart all its life, yet it got played.
The System cursed inwardly, but another question followed. If this corpse was fake, then where did the real Child of Destiny go?
This feeling of things slipping out of control was terrible.
Just as the System was lost in thought.
Bingxuanzi finally snapped out of his long sorrow.
With trembling hands, he gently laid Ye Shu's ruined body on the ground. He tilted his head up, two lines of clear tears slowly falling, his voice filled with absolute anguish.
"Today, my hands tremble."
"Today, my heart aches."
"Why did it end up like this? I gave everything to accompany you, kid, to cause a massive uproar here. Yet, before anything even began, you have already died... I finally found a kindred spirit who suited my tastes, only for you to leave in the blink of an eye... Little friend..."
"Little friend..."
"I... I... I..."
He abruptly stood up, his gaze sweeping across the crowd. "Today, I will slaughter all these animals to avenge you!!!"
A terrifying chilling aura erupted instantly, sweeping through the entire grotto. The magma lake froze in a flash. Bingxuanzi's aura climbed steadily, finally stopping at the Half-step Void Return stage, causing the other experts to simultaneously shiver.
What... what is going on?
Countless ice dragons twisted and roamed throughout the cave, indiscriminately attacking everyone in their path.
Although their main focus was Mu Yunxi.
This did not stop the ice dragons from trapping Wu Tianxing and Master Mochen, who were both trying to leave.
"Are you insane?!"
Desperate to escape this place, Wu Tianxing roared in exasperation, "I wasn't the damn one who killed him! If you want revenge, go after that woman! Why the hell are you attacking me too?!"
Bingxuanzi, however, completely ignored him.
Spreading his arms wide, he declared in a resounding voice, "My young friend Ye Shu is dead. I no longer have the heart to distinguish right from wrong!"
"Frost Over a Thousand Miles!!!!!"

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

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.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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?"