Demon Lord?
It turned out to be the Demon Lord?
Ao Bifang felt as if thunder had exploded in his mind. He was completely stunned.
How did Ao Qing suddenly become the Demon Lord?
If it wasn't for the pressure that Ao Qing was emitting now that struck his soul directly, plus what he saw with his own eyes, he would never have believed what was happening in front of him.
But now, even though he was very confused and could not understand how this waste Ao Qing had become the Demon Lord, the current situation simply did not allow him to think too much.
"Retreat!"
In a hurry, he shouted loudly.
"Huh?"
"Retreating again?"
Hearing Ao Bifang's words, the demons who were rushing towards Ao Qing were confused again.
However, they also felt the powerful aura that erupted from Ao Qing's body, and they were instantly terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
The Demon Lord!
It turned out to be the Demon Lord.
Phew!
How did Ao Qing suddenly become the Demon Lord?
No wonder they had to retreat!
They suddenly understood what was going on, and without bothering about their shock, they almost lifted their feet and started running.
Their speed was many times faster than when they had come. They scrambled to be the first to flee, afraid that Ao Qing behind would catch up.
The more they had looked down on Ao Qing before, the more afraid they were now.
However, Ao Qing, who had just awakened at this moment, was certainly not going to let them go. With a slight wave of his claws, a huge force whistled towards the escaping Ao Bifang and others.
"Phew!"
This claw could be described as earth-shattering, trees collapsed and mountains were leveled.
Most of the demon kings in Ao Bifang's camp died under this claw, and those demon lords did not fare much better either, falling to the ground battered and vomiting blood.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Climbing up from the ground with his face covered in dirt, Ao Bifang's face turned red as he cursed loudly.
He never expected that with such a powerful lineup, not only were they humiliated at the Martial Arts Hall, but they were also defeated by Ao Qing.
He was clearly a waste, yet suddenly became the Demon Lord, how on earth did this world come to be!
But before he could finish roaring, Ao Qing had already spotted him.
His eyes directly made him shudder in fear.
Before he could react, Ao Qing lightly raised his claws again, then suddenly enlarged in the sky, pressing down like a mountain.
"Phew!"
The power of this palm nearly scared Ao Bifang to death. He desperately rolled and crawled to dodge it.
The moment he dodged, the claw finally fell down.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, the entire forest shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred.
Ao Bifang, who had narrowly escaped death, looked at the large pit in front of him, breathing heavily, his appearance was extremely miserable.
But although he had escaped this catastrophe, his men were not so fortunate. Two demon lords were directly slapped to death by this claw.
Losing two more demon lords, Ao Bifang was practically bleeding from his heart.
These were all the pillars of his Red Sun clan, the deaths of Xiu Luo and Fu Dao had already pained him greatly, this blow was simply driving him mad.
But the next moment, he realized Ao Qing had locked onto him again.
That claw was slowly raising up once more.
Gah!
Ao Bifang broke out in a cold sweat.
What was even more dire was that he had nowhere to retreat now.
In despair, he gritted his teeth resentfully and took out a scroll.
As the scroll appeared, it emitted a dazzling glow.
"Ao Qing, we will not let you off."
Ao Bifang's face was gloomy as he cursed loudly. Recalling that he had kept this scroll for over a thousand years only to have to use it like this now, it was simply heart-wrenching.
At the same time his voice fell, the glow of the scroll reached its peak, and Ao Bifang and the others disappeared.
"Hmph!"
"If not for the fact that I just broke through and my cultivation is still unstable, otherwise how could you have escaped my palm!"
Seeing the disappearing crowd, Dog Ao Qing snorted disdainfully.
"But Master really dotes on me, he even gave me a whole pot of tortoise soup to drink, especially the medicinal essence at the bottom, it's simply heaven-defying, directly allowing me to break through from Demon King to Demon Lord!"
"That's right."
"Master must have foreseen that Ao Bifang and those old bastards were going to deal with me, so he specially gave me this opportunity."
"Master's ingenious schemes, it really amazes me, even the timing was perfectly controlled, just as I finished breaking through those idiots came."
"Master must have wanted to use them to give me some battle experience!"
Thinking of this, a fiery light flashed in Dog Ao Qing's eyes.
When was it that he was just a despised existence in the tribe, but now, not only did he get Ao Qingcheng, he had also become an existence that the entire tribe looked up to.
All this was because of Master.
The stronger he becomes, the more he can feel Master's greatness!

【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.)

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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.”