When he took a bite of that half pack of spicy sticks, Ao Zhong, who had been nonchalant just a moment ago, suddenly widened his eyes.
At this moment, he felt a surging flame erupted in his body, as if it was going to blow him up. It was on the verge of spewing out.
"This, this, this, such powerful energy, I can't hold it in anymore..."
"Ah!"
Finally, Sky Devouring Emperor Ao Zhong let out a roar as his hair stood on end and his entire face turned red.
"Wolf King, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing this, Ao Yun anxiously shouted.
"Huff, huff!"
Ao Zhong panted heavily, his crimson eyes sweeping around as he shouted, "Wife, wife, where's my wife?"
"Replying to the Wolf King, the Empress is in the rear palace."
Ao Yun quickly said.
Before his voice fell, Ao Zhong had already burst through the roof and flew towards the rear palace with a tremendous surge of energy.
In the rear palace.
The Empress was about to retire when she realized the door was suddenly smashed open and Sky Devouring Emperor charged in with his hair standing on end.
"Husband, what's going on with you?"
The Empress looked at Sky Devouring Emperor in surprise and let out an incredulous voice.
"Wife, don't speak, don't ask more, just lie down!"
As he spoke, the aura around Sky Devouring Emperor expanded to its limit. With a tearing sound, the clothes on his body instantly burst into shreds. Then with bloodshot eyes he pounced on his wife.
"Boom!"
"Boom boom!"
For a good half the night, the entire Sky Devouring Palace was in turmoil. Aside from Sky Devouring Emperor's sky-piercing aura from the Empress's palace, the sound of crumbling walls could be heard from time to time.
A long time after that, the fiery aura around Sky Devouring Emperor finally subsided, and his surroundings had become a mess of debris.
"Such a powerful thing! It actually has such tremendous effects!"
Recalling the immense power that had erupted in his body, Sky Devouring Emperor muttered in disbelief. Only then did he realize Ao Yun had not lied to him. The treasure his son Ao Qing brought back really could turn the tide.
Not only had he unknowingly broken through to the Half Deity Realm, at the peak of that energy surge, his combat power had soared to the Demon King level for a period of time.
The shock left him stunned for a long time.
When he finally came to his senses, he was horrified to find his wife lying amidst the debris, on her last breath.
"Ah!"
"Wife!"
"Wife, how are you?"
"Someone come quickly, hurry, save the Empress!"
Ao Zhong anxiously cried out and began shouting for help.
Seeing this, countless experts from Sky Devouring Palace rushed over. They were dumbstruck at the sight.
Sky Devouring Wolf Emperor.
Truly terrifying.
After hurriedly treating her, they found the Empress was unharmed. Only then did Ao Zhong tidy himself up and return to the main hall.
"Ao Yun, where's Ao Yun!"
He shouted loudly.
"I'm here, Your Majesty."
Ao Yun hurried over and respectfully presented the half pack of spicy sticks Ao Zhong had dropped earlier.
"Hahaha!"
Taking the half pack of spicy sticks, Ao Zhong laughed heartily and patted Ao Yun on the shoulder appreciatively. "Well done, Ao Yun, you've made great contributions!"
"Wolf King, I've done nothing. This is all thanks to the Third Prince." Ao Yun quickly said.
At this, Ao Zhong suddenly recalled his third son. Grabbing Ao Yun, he eagerly asked, "Earlier you said Qing'er had help from an expert to breakthrough Demon King. Is that true?"
"Absolutely true." Ao Yun said.
Hearing this, Ao Zhong was both shocked and delighted.
He was delighted that his useless son had actually surpassed him and become a Demon King.
But he was shocked by the expert behind him.
Just how powerful must one be to help that useless son breakthrough Demon King? And have the means to create such an unparalleled food!
Looking at the spicy sticks in his hand, he was astonished for a long time.
Then carefully put it away in a hidden pocket in his clothes, treasuring it like a precious gem.
Suddenly, he recalled something and hurriedly ran to the dungeons.
In the dungeon, Ao Jin was still imprisoned with shackles on his hands and feet. The bald head still bore a shoeprint.
"Bastard, who allowed you to imprison Jin!" Ao Zhong yelled as soon as he entered, "Why haven't you brought the keys yet?"
His men shuddered as they handed the keys to Ao Zhong, their expressions full of speechlessness.
Wasn't it you who ordered us to imprison him?
Of course, they didn't dare voice these words aloud.
After taking the keys, Ao Zhong beamed as he went to Ao Jin's side. First he removed the shackles, then gently patted the shoeprint on his bald head, grinning as he spoke, "Er, Jin, I was too hasty before. Don't take it to heart. Things are just as you said. Qing'er really is your prophesied savior. Your predictions were spot on!"
Hearing this, Ao Jin abruptly stood up, his whole body trembling as he asked, "Really?"
"Really, absolutely true. So I'm sorry for wronging you!" Ao Zhong quickly apologized.
"As long as my imperial bloodline is saved, that's good, that's good!"
With an excited cry filled with resentment at Ao Zhong, Ao Jin sat back down.
Then his head drooped down.
"Jin, Jin?"
Ao Zhong anxiously called out while placing his palm on Ao Jin's arm, sending spiritual energy into his body.
"Damn!"
Sensing Ao Jin's condition, Ao Zhong's face darkened as he slapped himself!
Clearly this old man had been beaten to death by him, but stubbornly clung to a breath due to unwillingness.
With a wave of his hand, he ordered his men to properly bury Ao Jin's body before leaving gloomily.
But in his heart, he felt extremely regretful.
To think he had beaten such an amazing diviner to death. If Ao Jin was kept by his side, who knows how much he could have helped.
Exiting the dungeon, he realized it was already light out.
"Report!"
"Replying to the Wolf King, the Red Sun Clan has come to attack!"
At this moment, a subordinate rushed over to loudly report.
"Good, you Red Sun Clan. Didn't expect you to deliver yourselves to my door. Do you really think I, Ao Zhong, am still the same as yesterday?"
"Send my orders, prepare to engage the enemy!"
With a loud shout, Ao Zhong stepped on air and flew straight towards the battlefield.

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...

【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.)

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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.”