It was actually Zhong Limeng who won...
Tens of thousands of disciples stood in stunned silence, unable to believe it at first.
After a brief lull,
murmurs of disbelief gradually gave way to spreading joy. Excited smiles swept across the crowd, and cheers erupted through the skies of Cangyun Heavenly Palace!
"Sister Zhong Limeng is the victor..."
"Hahaha! Sister Zhong Limeng will become the Chief Disciple!"
"Justice prevails in this world!"
"All her hardships were worth it—Sister Zhong Limeng is truly chosen by fate!"
"Long live the Palace Master!!!"
The sea of disciples bowed in reverence, their congratulations surging like tides.
The outcome of the Chief Disciple competition seemed to symbolize righteousness triumphing over power. Nanli Qingming earned boundless admiration as disciples continued cheering in celebration.
Their unrestrained roars felt like the release of years of pent-up frustration!
On the high platform,
Nanli Qingming gazed down at the massive crowd, his pupils flickering slightly.
His eyes lingered on Zhong Limeng, who was bowing in emotional gratitude, his gaze filled with profound meaning.
The elite masters of the Heavenly Sects beside him seized the moment to offer their felicitations.
"Congratulations, Palace Master Nanli!"
"For Cangyun Heavenly Palace to nurture such a prodigy—her future is limitless!"
"Our respects to you, Daoist Nanli! We hope for your continued favor in the future!"
"Congratulations!"
The seven masters wore expressions of envy, their flattery delivered with impeccable timing.
Nanli Qingming understood their intentions perfectly.
If even he could discern that Zhong Limeng must have an extraordinary background, how could these seasoned experts miss it?
With her presence, the Heavenly Palace would become unshakable—no wonder they were so obsequious.
Yet, he refrained from exposing their motives, merely clasping his hands in graceful reciprocation.
"You honor me too much, esteemed friends!"
His demeanor radiated undisguised triumph.
The seven masters could only suppress their envy.
Bitter as they were, they recognized reality—especially given the sheer weight of those hundred thousand demonic corpses.
For a moment,
from the jade steps of the high platform to the outermost disciples in the training grounds,
all of Cangyun Heavenly Palace was engulfed in euphoria!
Meanwhile, Zhong Limeng covered her lips with trembling fingers, tears glistening in her eyes as the final verdict echoed in her mind.
Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined winning after so many twists and turns.
Even more unimaginable was the truth about the ring Elder Wei had given her—it had concealed such an overwhelming army of demonic corpses.
How laughable that she'd once feared a trap and hesitated to open it.
Gazing at the surrounding senior brothers, her heart swelled with emotion.
Memories of past struggles surfaced, gratitude overflowing her expression—even Yi Feng, whom she'd met only briefly at Shui Hanxing, now occupied her nostalgic thoughts...
Yet she still couldn't fathom why Elder Wei had helped her so profoundly, nor the origin of those hundred thousand demonic corpses...
Amidst the jubilant laughter and tidal waves of celebration,
only Fu Haotian stood with a face dark as stormclouds.
He glared venomously at Zhong Limeng, watching her surrounded by adoring crowds until fury overwhelmed him.
Suddenly raising his head, he gnashed his teeth toward the high platform!
"Nanli Qingming!"
"The Chief Disciple position was always mine—destined to be mine from birth!"
"How dare you let Zhong Limeng steal what's rightfully mine! Have you forgotten my grandfather's standing? When his wrath descends upon you, can your pathetic palace endure it!?"
His roar silenced the surroundings, countless disciples whipping their heads in shock.
Under the public gaze, Fu Haotian's veins bulged grotesquely on his forehead, bloodshot eyes glaring as he pointed accusingly—his trembling fingers aimed directly at the Palace Master upon the high platform!
Witnessing such brazen audacity, hearing the Palace Master's name shouted disrespectfully before tens of thousands, the disciples gaped in disbelief.
Who could have imagined...
The usually refined Young Master Fu would reveal such ugly desperation, shamelessly throwing tantrums before the entire assembly.
His frenzied, red-faced tantrum left no doubt—rage had stripped him of all reason.
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
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...
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
