Three days passed in a flash.
At the foot of Yandang Mountain, a group of cultivators carrying long sabers on their backs sped forward. Skimming lightly through the forest like dragonflies touching the water, they ascended the mountainside until a new sect gate came into view.
Looking at the brand-new plaque above the gate, the leader's eyes turned cold.
"New Sword Sect?"
"The name is simple enough to understand. However, for a newly established sect to dare ignore the prestige of my Golden Saber Sect—truly a case of newborn calves fearing no tigers. They've got guts!"
Hearing this, the expressions of the people behind him varied. One of them quietly cupped his fists in a salute.
"Eldest Martial Brother, rumor has it that the Sect Master of this New Sword Sect is quite capable, and their Grand Protector also boasts profound cultivation. We absolutely must not underestimate our enemy on this trip!"
As soon as the words fell, the square-faced leader shot a cold glare back at him.
"Hmph! Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"
The young man behind him lowered his head in fright and apologized profusely.
"Please forgive me, Eldest Martial Brother. I was only thinking of our sect's interests. How could I dare instruct you..."
Seeing his cowardly demeanor, the square-faced man revealed a look of disdain. As he walked steadily forward, he spoke in a calm, deep voice.
"I have already investigated everything thoroughly. The Sect Master of this New Sword Sect has never actually fought. It was relying on their Grand Protector that they managed to kill the former Sect Master of the Dangjian Sect and seize this foundation."
"You all know full well what an unrated, garbage sect the Dangjian Sect was, so I need not say more. It is hardly surprising that their so-called Grand Protector could defeat the master of such a third-rate sect."
"For those two to even covet the old ruins of the Dangjian Sect, they must not be true experts. Furthermore, it is said that this Grand Protector recently left the sect. Who is left in the New Sword Sect right now that is worthy of our attention?"
"We are disciples of the Golden Saber Sect, a Sixth-Tier Sect. If we can't even handle a motley crew like this, what face will we have left to adventure and act within the Yandang Mountain region?"
Following this in-depth analysis, the crowd behind him showed looks of admiration.
The group of ten strode steadily up the stone steps and entered the gate of the New Sword Sect.
Not long after, an urgent report echoed across the New Sword Sect's martial arts arena, and a panicked disciple rushed into the sect's main hall!
"Sect Master, disaster!"
"The Golden Saber Sect has sent people!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the elders present all revealed panic in their eyes.
They originally hailed from minor sects, merely struggling to survive at the bottom of the Yandang Mountain hierarchy. Hearing the words 'Golden Saber Sect', they were completely paralyzed with fear!
The crowd hastily looked toward the master's seat, only to see Yi Feng smiling calmly.
"Oh?"
"They actually came. Well then, invite them in."
After he spoke, a palpable tension spread throughout the great hall.
None of the elders dared to utter another word; they could only hear the approaching footsteps outside the door growing clearer and clearer.
Swish, swish...
Over ten figures stepped into the great hall one after another. The square-faced man in the lead wore a murderous aura. His physique was incredibly robust, and the three-foot-long saber on his back gleamed with a terrifying, cold light!
The elders were already terrified, their hearts pounding like drums as they stood far off to the side.
Yi Feng, however, remained as calm as a gentle breeze. Raising his eyes to look at this group of so-called Golden Saber Sect experts, he saw through their meager cultivation bases at a single glance and asked with a smile.
"You have all traveled a long way to get here. I wonder what guidance you might have for us?"
Hearing this, the leader's face grew even darker!
"Bastard!"
"I am Lu Fengchun, the Chief Disciple of the Golden Saber Sect. Previously, our sect sent a formal missive demanding you pay a monthly silver tribute, yet you audaciously refused. Now that I have come in person, you still dare to play dumb!"
"A mere Seventh-Tier Sect dares to ignore the might of my Golden Saber Sect like this. Are you seeking your own destruction?!"
Opening his mouth with such a domineering, accusatory posture, it was obvious he was used to throwing his weight around.
Yi Feng, however, was not about to indulge him. He sneered and retorted on the spot.
"Oh?"
"From what you're saying, you intend to use your power to bully others?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tall man burst into loud laughter, his eyes brimming with absolute confidence.
"Hahaha!"
"So what if I am using power to bully others? What can you do about it? In this world, the strong have always been revered, and the weak must submit to the strong..."
Before he could finish his smug speech, Yi Feng casually threw out a palm strike.
Boom!
Spiritual energy enveloped a surging gale that rushed straight at them, causing the surrounding elders to pale in shock and the Golden Saber Sect's Chief Disciple's eyes to tremble!
"Manifestation of Spiritual Energy!"
"You've actually broken through to the Heavenly Gate Realm?!"
Seeing the palm wind sweeping toward him, the man had no time to think and hastily drew his saber to block!
The blade collided with the palm wind, forcefully pushing him back more than ten feet!
Before he could even look up in surprise, another swift and fierce palm strike was unleashed!
This attack was even faster and more ferocious than the last, carrying an even more terrifying amount of spiritual energy. Not only was the Golden Saber Sect's Chief Disciple blasted out of the great hall, but the junior disciples behind him were also knocked off their feet, sprawling on the ground!
Clang!
The long saber fell to the ground, ringing out repeatedly.
Lu Fengchun stood up in shame and anger, a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth. The previous smugness in his eyes was gone completely, replaced by a look of sheer shock.
"You really have broken through to the Heavenly Gate Realm!"
"To clearly possess the strength to establish a Sixth-Tier Sect, yet still call yourself a Seventh-Tier one... you truly have deep schemes!"
"Today, I admit I am no match for you, but my Golden Saber Sect will absolutely not let this go!"
Dropping these hasty words, the man led his group and immediately took to the air, fleeing with extreme decisiveness. He was quite perceptive, worthy of being the chief disciple of a sect surviving in Yandang Mountain.
This clash happened incredibly suddenly, and the completely one-sided outcome was even more unexpected. The elders were left stunned in the great hall, while the surrounding disciples watched with dumbfounded expressions.
After a long while, the crowd finally snapped back to reality and erupted into endless cheers!
"The Sect Master is mighty!"
"The Sect Master is mighty!"
No matter how excited the sect members were, Yi Feng remained seated firmly in the master's chair. This minor incident was not even worth mentioning to him. After experiencing the ups and downs of the past few years, his state of mind had become incredibly calm and steady.
Besides, that Golden Saber Sect disciple just now was simply too weak in his eyes. With his current cultivation, he was already qualified to establish a Fourth-Tier Sect!
If outsiders were to learn of this trump card, it would be enough to cause earth-shattering waves among the minor sects of Yandang Mountain. If he were to personally visit a Tenth-Tier Sect established by entry-level cultivators, it would probably scare them to death.
This was the confidence of the one who used to be the number one genius of the Nanli Kingdom. The title of the White-Clad Sword God was no empty boast!
After a bout of cheering.
The atmosphere in the great hall gradually turned bizarre. The brief surge of pleasant surprise was quickly replaced by panic. The elders looked at each other for a few seconds before hastily stepping forward to speak in a flurry of anxiety.
"Sect Master, this is truly a disastrous turn of events!"
"Sect Master, you might not know this, but the Golden Saber Sect's Master possesses unfathomable cultivation. It is said he has already reached the Great Perfection of the Absolute Beginning Realm. I fear you are no match for him!"
"Indeed! We hope the Sect Master will think thrice and turn this major incident into a minor one, and then resolve it entirely!"
"We beg the Sect Master to go to the Golden Saber Sect and apologize, lest we bring down a monstrous calamity upon ourselves!"
Seeing these old men trembling as they knelt, it was clear that the Golden Saber Sect had thoroughly terrified them.
Yi Feng did not blame them for their cowardice, nor did he fail to understand the hardships these old men faced surviving at the bottom rungs of society all year round. He simply spoke slowly, issuing a Sect Master's order.
"Mm. Immediately gather and tally all the personnel in the sect. We are heading to the Golden Saber Sect."
Hearing this, the elders were overjoyed and revealed looks of relief.
"Phew..."
"The Sect Master is wise! We absolutely must not offend the Golden Saber Sect. We must go apologize immediately..."
Halfway through their words, the few of them suddenly froze, as if they had just realized something was wrong.
"Gather all the personnel in the sect?"
"Sect Master, what are you doing?"
Yi Feng paid no further heed to those cowardly elders and strode directly out of the hall doors.
Channeling his spiritual energy, his voice boomed, echoing throughout the entire sect!
"Disciples of the New Sword Sect, hear my command!"
"Assemble before the main hall at once! Follow your Sect Master, and we shall annihilate the Golden Blade Sect!"
【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.”
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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.
