Several million miles south of the Moon God Pavilion.
At the confluence of the Three Forked River Valley, the surrounding landscape lay in utter devastation.
The riverbeds had dried up, and all vegetation had turned to ash!
In the valley, now as barren as a desert, the Moon God Pavilion Master and his elders stood rigid, their faces pale. The young Saintess Qing Yin Xianyun gasped for breath, her temples glistening with sweat.
Their expressions were grave, their eyes fixed unwillingly on the eastern stone mountain.
The Moon God Pavilion Master, Xue Fengtian, stepped forward, gritting his teeth as he spoke in a low, furious voice.
"Li Daoran! Shame on you, a sect master, for resorting to such underhanded tactics—laying a trap with poison! Aren’t you afraid this will tarnish your reputation as a Heaven-tier expert?!"
On the eastern stone mountain, the one-eyed old man wearing an eyepatch threw his head back and laughed.
"Hahaha…!"
"Xue Fengtian, our two factions have been at war for a thousand years. Victory belongs to the strong—once I wipe you all out, history will be written by my words alone!"
"In the future, the world will only remember that I, with my supreme cultivation, crushed the Moon God Pavilion, and that Moon God Peak now belongs to the Heavenly Dao Sect!"
As he spoke, a ruthless glint flashed in his right eye, his grin turning even more sinister.
"Blame yourselves for trespassing into Heavenly Dao Sect territory!"
"This place is the convergence of three rivers, and the valley beneath your feet lies at the Yin convergence point. The extreme Yin terrain, combined with today’s extreme Yin hour, has allowed me to activate the Heaven’s Frost Annihilation Array—this is destiny’s will!"
"A thousand years of conflict ends today. Your time has come!"
His face twisted with malice, unable to contain his triumph.
Behind him, several Heavenly Dao Sect disciples clamored with flattery, their arrogance boundless.
"Sect Master, your brilliance knows no equal!"
"With such foresight, leveraging the heavens and earth to set this array, no one in all of Lanxing could rival your strategy!"
"More than that! The Sect Master’s wisdom is unprecedented—his name will echo through eternity!"
"Nonsense! The Sect Master triumphed through sheer cultivation prowess—what array are you talking about?"
"Ah, yes, yes! The Sect Master’s might shakes the world—his name shall be immortalized!"
The sycophantic praise only deepened Li Daoran’s smirk.
Standing atop the stone mountain, his aged face radiated the smugness of absolute control.
"Xue Fengtian, who would have thought that someone as cautious as you would fall into such a trap? The Heaven’s Frost Annihilation Array is already in motion. Soon, this valley will become a land of absolute Yin, and you—frozen statues!"
"Within this array, which harnesses the power of heaven and earth, even a Heaven-tier expert like you will have your Dao energy drained dry. There’s not a shred of hope for escape!"
"Out of respect for our thousand-year rivalry, once you’ve turned to ice in two days, I’ll return to grind your bones to dust!"
"Hahaha…!"
His hoarse laughter faded as several figures tore through the void and vanished.
Saintess Qing Yin Xianyun and the elders seethed with hatred, but suddenly, the valley plunged into a bone-chilling cold!
The frigid air struck with terrifying speed—even the sand beneath their feet began to freeze.
Loose river sand crystallized into ice, creeping toward them relentlessly.
A cold dread crept up their spines as their legs stiffened.
Despite centuries of cultivation, none had ever experienced such cold. Panic set in as they hurriedly channeled their Dao energy to resist.
But the moment they activated their power, the surrounding frost siphoned it away like a bottomless abyss, leaving no chance to warm themselves.
Their precious Dao energy, honed over lifetimes, was being devoured. The little warmth they maintained came at an immense cost.
Ice encased everything around them, leaving only inches of sand beneath their feet.
The elders’ faces twisted with fear. Qing Yin Xianyun trembled as she spoke.
"Master…!"
"What—what do we do? If this continues, our Dao energy will be completely drained. Then we’ll end up like this ice beneath us…"
Seeing his beloved disciple’s breath fogging in the cold, the Moon God Pavilion Master’s expression darkened.
"Steady your minds. Do not stop circulating your Dao energy."
After scanning their surroundings, he spoke gravely.
"This array leverages terrain and celestial timing—it surpasses Li Daoran’s usual capabilities. Even a second-tier Heaven-tier expert would struggle to escape unless they shattered the surrounding mountains to disrupt the natural alignment."
"Our only hope is to sustain our Dao energy to endure the cold while searching for a way to break the array!"
"Elders, I implore you—search for the array’s core. Any insight, no matter how small, could be our salvation!"
The elders nodded solemnly.
The Moon God Pavilion was a renowned force in Lanxing, and its elders were no weaklings—many were masters of arrays. Even in crisis, they remained composed, probing for weaknesses.
Qing Yin Xianyun, a prodigy of her generation, also spread her divine sense, scouring for the array’s core.
Yet after two full days, the group had found nothing!
Ice had climbed to the elders’ feet, creeping toward their shoes like an omen of their impending doom.
Qing Yin Xianyun, the weakest among them, stood shielded in the center, but frost already clung to her brows. Her lips turned blue as she exhaled shuddering breaths.
"What… what can we do?"
"Elders… have you found the array’s core?"
Silence answered her.
The elders could only glance helplessly at their leader.
The Pavilion Master’s shoulders were dusted with frost.
His voice, when it came, was heavy with resignation.
"Fate has spoken…"
"This array is flawless. Only overwhelming power can break it from within. Even from the outside, one would need to shatter the surrounding mountains to disrupt its alignment—requiring strength beyond our means."
"We’re deep in Heavenly Dao Sect territory. No aid will come."
"And even if it did… who possesses such power?"
It’s over…
The despair in his voice drained the color from Qing Yin Xianyun and the elders’ faces.
A suffocating silence settled over them.
Then—
Two streaks of light pierced the distant sky!
Eyes widened in alarm.
"The Heavenly Dao Sect dogs are back!"
But when the lights halted high above, disbelief quickly turned to overwhelming joy.
"Elder Xiong…?!"
"Heavens! It’s Elder Xiong and his son—they’re alive!"
"Praise the heavens! They’re unharmed!"
"With Elder Xiong here, he can fetch help to break the array!"
"Divine providence smiles upon the Moon God Pavilion!"
"Elder Xiong! Hurry—find reinforcements to destroy this array!!!"
The elders shouted with their remaining strength. Even Qing Yin Xianyun’s face lit up with hope.
After so long apart, the sight of the father and son felt like a miracle. Even Xiong Zhong, once deemed useless, now seemed dignified, hovering in the sky like an unknown expert.
Spotting them, the Xiong father-son duo immediately descended.
The group’s elation soared—
Until the Moon God Pavilion Master’s face twisted in horror.
"No!"
"They don’t know about the array—they’re heading straight into it!"
Snapping back to his senses, Xue Fengtian roared a warning.
"There’s a lethal array here—do not enter!"
The others jolted, waving frantically.
"Stop! Stop!"
"Don’t come any closer!"
But the Xiongs, their cultivation vastly improved, couldn’t halt their momentum.
A thousand feet vanished in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, they landed before the group, their faces alight with emotion as they clasped their hands in greeting.
"Pavilion Master, Saintess, elders—long time no see!"
"Greetings, Pavilion Master! Apologies for our delay!"
But just as they approached to exchange pleasantries, they saw a group of people standing frozen like statues.
The Moon God Pavilion Master's face twisted in discomfort.
The Holy Maiden's eyes were filled with despair.
The once dignified and composed Grand Elder was so furious that his beard bristled, and he even began cursing aloud!
"Long time no see, my ass!"
"You two idiots, why won’t you listen?! Damn it, you’re going to be the death of me! Heaven has forsaken our Moon God Pavilion!"
Xiong Fen and his son were dumbfounded.
They had come to offer help—so why were they being met with such hostility?
Heaven forsaking the Moon God Pavilion? What nonsense was this?
Father and son exchanged bewildered glances, only then noticing an eerie chill creeping up their backs. The air felt unnaturally cold, and they realized the others were shivering violently!
Instantly, Xiong Fen’s expression darkened.
"Pavilion Master, what’s going on here? Why is it so strange?!"

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.

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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)