While Lu Benwei was casually subduing the four great demon beasts, preparing to put them away, the sky above suddenly cracked open.
A blood-red big hand suddenly stretched out.
Seeing this, both the milk and the centipede became extremely solemn at this moment, and their bodies involuntarily moved closer to Lu Benwei.
"Your Excellency, I'll take these four demon beasts first."
A self-confident voice came from the direction the palm stretched out, with an unquestionable tone.
Subsequently, that palm reached out and grabbed the four great demon beasts that had just been suppressed by Lu Benwei.
"Stealing this poor man's things?"
A voice never heard before came out from under the black robe.
The black robe waved, and the milk, centipede were collected behind him.
Then a white bony palm stretched out from the black robe and patted towards the red palm.
"Hehe."
"Your Excellency actually unwilling?"
"What I need, I have never failed to obtain. Since you are unwilling, then we shall see if Your Excellency can endure it."
Facing Lu Benwei’s attack, the blood-red palm did not seem surprised at all.
The same self-confident voice came out of his mouth.
After the voice fell, the blood-red palm turned over, the space was filled with a blood-red blood sea, which overwhelmed Lu Benwei.
"Boom!"
In an instant.
The two palms touched each other.
"Crack crack crack......"
The surrounding space cracked open continuously.
At the center of that storm, a black area appeared, and everything turned into nothingness.
"What?"
At the same time of contact, a horrified voice came from the direction of the blood-red palm.
Almost instantly, it wanted to withdraw its palm.
"Pretending in front of this poor man, did you think you could run away whenever you want?"
A cold snort came from under the black robe.
The white bony palm stretched out again, it actually tore the space hard and chased after the red palm.
Then lightly grasped.
The blood-red palm cracked at the speed visible to the naked eye, turned into a sky full of red blood sea, then disappeared.
The sky.
Soon returned to clear weather, as if nothing had ever happened.
"Quite capable."
Lu Benwei looked into the distance and smiled coldly.
"Bro, bro, what the hell was that just now? Is it dead?" Seeing this, the centipede and milk behind him hurriedly asked.
"Not dead."
"Then chase it?"
"Forget it, it doesn't matter. After all, it was crippled." Lu Benwei said indifferently.
At this moment, in the blood-red space, the red space was like a sea in a storm, setting off surging waves, becoming extremely unstable.
At the same time, bursts of screams kept coming out......
In this unstable state, the mask man kneeling on the ground crawled on the ground shaking. His body seemed to explode at any time.
"Where did this skeleton head come from on the Immortal River Continent?"
"Could it be from the last era?"
"No, there was no such person in the last era. Where on earth did he come from!"
After a long, long time, finally, painful and unwilling voices came from the barely stable blood-red space.
"Lord of Destruction, dare I ask what exactly happened?" The mask man crawled on the ground and asked nervously.
"That man in black broke my arm!"
"What?"
The mask man stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded, his eyeballs almost popping out.
"Never mind."
"No need to panic either."
Gradually, the sound regained its stability.
"After all, I just woke up recently, my strength has not fully recovered, and two powerful opponents make things more interesting."
"By the way, have you obtained the evil of witchcraft from Dongsheng?"
"Replying to the Lord of Destruction, it has long been obtained."
The mask man took out an exquisite box from the storage space with both hands to offer it respectfully.
The blood-red chaos permeated and the box was grabbed into the space and disappeared.
But after a short while.
"Ah......"
"Damn it!"
More unstable voices than before came from the blood-red space.
And that chaos, once again set off surging waves.
......
North Sea Continent.
Qingniu Sect.
Zhu Shiguang paced back and forth in the shabby Qingniu Hall.
At this moment, he was really extremely anxious.
In a few days, it would be the audit day of Qingniu Sect. It was enough to have cheated two mortals to come.
But damn it, coincidentally, he had just received the news that an outer disciple had fallen to his death in the backyard mountain.
This made him very worried!
"Report to the Sect Master."
At this moment, a disciple rushed in hurriedly.
"What's the matter again?"
Zhu Shiguang yelled impatiently.
"Heng Tian Sword House has sent materials and letters to our Qingniu Sect." This disciple held a storage ring and shouted excitedly.
"What the heck?"
"Heng Tian Sword House?"
Zhu Shiguang opened the ring, and the various materials, treasures, elixirs inside were too numerous to count.
He was stunned for a moment.
Why would Heng Tian Sword House send him these?
However, just as his mind went blank, three more disciples rushed in.
"Report, Taiyi Valley has sent materials and letters."
"Report, Tianlong Valley has also sent materials and letters."
"Report, also from Canghai Mountain."
The ring opened.
Dazzling treasures poured out, piled up in a heap.
When he opened the letters, they were all expressing the goodwill of the four major sects towards his Qingniu Sect.
For example, more communication between the two sects, interdependence between the two sects, intermarriage between the two sects, and so on...
The most excessive Heng Tian Sword House even became relatives with their Qingniu Sect, saying that an uncle of a distant relative of the son of the grandfather of one of their disciples was once an outer disciple in their Qingniu Sect. This relationship was predestined, and even thicker than blood relationship between the two sects, making the two sects who had been friendly for generations become even closer relatives...
Zhu Shiguang was baffled.
After reacting, he slapped himself twice, but found that he was not dreaming.
But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out why these four major sects would suddenly show goodwill to their ninth-rate sect.
Usually, let alone relatives, people didn't even look straight at them.
Just then, another disciple brought the news.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, an old man outside insists on joining our Qingniu 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.)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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.
