Five figures emerged from the Land of Fallen Gods, striding across the heavens.
With each step spanning a thousand miles, their movements left no trace.
Only when they spotted a distant ship on the horizon did they halt, their auras unfathomably profound, their eyes brimming with mocking pity.
"Pitiful, ignorant ants."
"Millions of years of arduous cultivation, yet this is all they amount to. To even dare defile the sacred land—such arrogance is a capital offense!"
"Indeed. Fools who know not their place—this is simply fate's decree."
The terrifying Starfall Ancient Ship stirred not a ripple in their eyes, appearing as nothing more than a tattered wreck, as fragile as duckweed adrift on water.
A mere flick of their fingers could obliterate it with ease.
As for the mortals aboard the vessel, they earned only disdainful glances from the group.
The leader, more composed than the others, turned with a cold reminder.
"Brothers."
"This matter may seem trivial, but it was personally ordered by Lord Yao. We must carry it out flawlessly. Once we return, we shall be rewarded with divine nectar!"
At these words, the group straightened, their spirits lifted.
The eldest among them flicked his sleeve, summoning a crystalline vial into his palm.
"This is the Breath-Severing Soulbane Elixir. Half a vial remains from last time. Even this much, if poured into the sea, would poison all primordial sea beasts within a million miles, turning the waters into a graveyard of floating corpses!"
The others shuddered, nodding in solemn agreement.
Still unsatisfied, the leader scanned their surroundings thoughtfully.
"Brothers, we cannot afford the slightest mistake."
"Though the Soulbane Elixir is deadly, a mere million-mile radius may not cripple the sea clans. Let us fan the flames further—with the Heaven's Five Annihilation Array, we shall harness the power of the heavens to amplify its spread!"
The others' eyes gleamed with admiration.
"Brother Liu speaks wisely!"
"If we can extend the poison's reach to ten million miles, the sea clans will suffer catastrophic losses. That wretched ship will be caught in the inferno, doomed to sink beneath the waves!"
With shared cold smiles, the five dispersed across the sky.
In an instant!
They took positions of profound alignment, with the leader at the helm, channeling terrifying cosmic power. Clouds churned, and waves trembled in response.
As the vial's contents spilled into the sea, the poison spread like a living thing, guided by unseen forces, hunting down every trace of life beneath the waves!
Hidden among the clouds, the group watched with eager anticipation.
"Hahaha..."
"Let us wait patiently and enjoy the show!"
"Sea beasts are vile, but mortals are even more despicable. A battle of dogs is always entertaining!"
Seconds passed in silence.
Yet the sea remained undisturbed—no massive corpses of primordial beasts surfaced. Their smiles faded, replaced by puzzled glances.
"This... makes no sense..."
"Something is wrong. Even primordial sea beasts cannot resist the Soulbane Elixir. Why is there not a single carcass?"
"You ask me?"
"Did you not exert your full power when forming the array?"
"You're the one who slacked off!"
After bickering briefly, the leader grew uneasy. Lingering risked exposure, so he coldly ordered their retreat back to the Land of Fallen Gods.
......
Atop the ornate tower of Broken Cliff City, Yao Qianji gazed at the distant sea, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
Footsteps echoed behind him as several figures entered the hall.
"My Lord..."
Before the report could finish, the gathered elites exchanged knowing smiles.
Yao Qianji turned, his expression feigning magnanimous superiority.
"Gentlemen."
"You have proven yourselves as elites of this city, executing your task with precision. Join me for a celebratory drink."
Yet the group hesitated, unmoving.
The leader bowed nervously, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
"My Lord, forgive us..."
"We poured the Soulbane Elixir into the sea and amplified its spread with the Heaven's Five Annihilation Array. Yet... no sea beast corpses appeared. We do not understand why..."
"Our knowledge is limited, so we came to report. We await your judgment, my Lord."
Tension thickened the hall as Yao Qianji's icy gaze swept over them.
"Is this true?!"
Terrified, the group dropped to their knees, kowtowing in unison.
"My Lord, we swear it is the truth!"
Silence gripped the hall as all exchanged uneasy glances.
After a long, scrutinizing pause, Yao Qianji set down his wine cup with a cold clink.
"I doubt you would dare lie."
"Take me there. I shall see for myself."
With a flick of his sleeve, the group obeyed instantly, tearing through the void.
Moments later, they stood atop the clouds, staring blankly at the sea below—where only ordinary fish and shrimp floated.
Minutes passed in stunned silence. No one dared speak, nor could anyone fathom how things had gone so awry.
Yao Qianji's face darkened.
Closing his eyes, his overwhelming cultivation shook the heavens.
Within moments, his divine sense spanned millions of miles, scouring nearly half the sea.
When his eyes reopened, his brow furrowed slightly.
"Strange... most strange..."
"Not a single primordial sea beast within ten million miles. How can this be? They have dominated these waters since time immemorial—this has never happened..."
Even he was baffled. The others exchanged bewildered looks.
What could have driven the primordial sea beasts away?
Their flawless plan to pit beast against mortals had crumbled. The situation had spiraled beyond control.
Amid the tense silence, another subordinate stepped forward with a bow.
"My Lord..."
"That mortal ship still approaches the sacred land. What shall we do?"
What shall we do?
With things as they were, what options remained?
Could they truly descend personally to slaughter mere mortals?
Those fools had stumbled into unimaginable luck!
Yao Qianji's expression turned thunderous. Without another word, he tore through the void and vanished.
......
Half a month later.
Aboard the Starfall Ancient Ship, figures of all ranks crowded the rails, gazing in awe at the distant silhouette of land bathed in sunset hues.
"Holy—look! Is that—?!"
"The Land of Fallen Gods! Are we really about to arrive?!"
"Hahaha! This old man must be blessed by fate!"
"To think this voyage would go so smoothly! Captain, we’re nearly there!"
"I never imagined it either!"
Cheers and excited chatter filled the air, faces flushed with exhilaration.
The silhouette grew clearer, as if the path to immortality lay just beyond reach.
On the top deck, a young maidservant jumped with joy, her cheeks rosy.
"Miss! Miss, look! We’ve truly reached the Land of Fallen Gods!"
Amid the jubilation, even Lin Ruowei could no longer suppress her excitement. Her delicate hands tightened on the rail as she stared toward the horizon.

【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.)

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.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.