"When did this person reach the second checkpoint?!"
"Yeah, the competition just started not long ago. How could he possibly be at the second checkpoint so quickly?"
"Exactly, it's only been half a day since the competition began. To pass the first checkpoint in half a day, what does that even mean? You know, in previous competitions, the fastest record to pass the first checkpoint took twenty days!"
"Who is this person? Which sect does he belong to?"
In an instant, the lesser sect elders, seeing the marker moving on the second level of the Stellar River Map, exclaimed in utter disbelief.
Luo Yuan glanced at them and sneered coldly.
If you're shocked by this, what will you do when you find out this guy not only reached the second checkpoint but even went back and forth at the first checkpoint? You'll probably be so shocked your jaws will drop off.
After a brief moment of astonishment, the venue fell into silence.
Everyone looked up at the Stellar River Map.
The second level of the Sacred Mountain Crypt, like the first, had its array in a semi-activated state.
The labyrinthine architecture blocked the five senses of cultivators, making it difficult to find the true exit.
Additionally, there were randomly distributed nests of demon beasts scattered throughout the second level, with varying levels of strength.
To pass through, one needed to find the correct path while ensuring they didn't encounter a powerful demon beast.
Of course, if you accidentally ran into a powerful beast and it was asleep without noticing you, that was also possible.
Therefore, to escape the second checkpoint, a significant amount of luck was needed.
After all, in the path of cultivation, luck is considered one of the manifestations of strength, a widely accepted concept with no objections.
Under the condition that the array wasn't fully activated, it was already challenging to get through. If the array were entirely activated, not only would various killing arrays and traps be triggered, but all the demon beasts would also be forcibly awakened, entering a berserk state.
At that time, trying to get through would be like reaching for the sky.
Time passed bit by bit.
Zeng Xian remained silent, and no one else dared to speak.
Everyone was waiting for Yi Feng to emerge.
"Damn it!"
Finally, after waiting half a day, Zeng Xian couldn't hold back and swore.
He had thought Yi Feng would come out soon, but to his surprise, Yi Feng had been going around the same area for over ten laps.
Zeng Xian's face darkened.
What the hell? In the first checkpoint, you teleported.
Now at the second checkpoint, when everyone was waiting for you to come out, you've been circling the same spot.
He was so angry his beard bristled, and he finally couldn't take it anymore, shouting, "Can we lower the difficulty for him, or just clear the labyrinth?"
Nearby, Wang Yiyun and others lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
Zeng Xian twitched his lips.
He knew it himself; that was just a thoughtless statement in his moment of frustration.
Once the array of the Sacred Mountain Crypt was activated, all arrays and traps couldn't be controlled or altered, only following the set template.
The reason for this was to prevent the possibility of future sect disasters, where if the entire sect retreated here and was attacked, internal traitors could not be allowed to alter the array and let enemies in.
If that happened, the existence of the Sacred Mountain Crypt would be meaningless.
Under such immutable rules, unless they collectively exerted their powers to shut down the array, anyone entering or leaving had to pass through the challenges of the array.
So.
Apart from waiting for Yi Feng to come out on his own, they had no other options.
As they hoped against hope, Yi Feng finally left that area.
Having left that area, Yi Feng followed the passageway directly, getting closer and closer to the exit.
But just as they breathed a sigh of relief, they found out Yi Feng was now looping around an even larger area.
What infuriated them the most was that, in his path, every marker representing a contract demon beast was extinguished.
And he.
Was still looping.
As time passed, everyone watched Yi Feng, from the far left end of the labyrinth to the far right end.
Then from the far right end, back to the far left end.
He just couldn't find the true exit!
And in his path, every marker representing a demon beast was disappearing...
Seeing yet another marker for a Primordial Immortal contract beast vanish from the Stellar River Map, Zeng Xian exploded again.
"This damn son of a bitch, is he doing this on purpose?"
Zeng Xian roared.
"Old Ancestor, please calm down, calm down."
The elders hurriedly held Zeng Xian back, soothing him with all sorts of comforting words.
"Old Ancestor, don't worry. Most of these demon beasts that died weren't even at the Primordial Immortal level. Occasionally, a few were, but they were also those unruly and difficult to tame ones, so their deaths don't matter much!"
"Moreover, many of them were evil creatures we captured and imprisoned here in the second level of the crypt!"
Everyone tried to console him.
Still, Zeng Xian remained furious.
How could he not know all this?
But no matter what, these demon beasts could be put to use in the future if something truly dire happened!
"I just hope this lord can come out soon!"
Luo Yuan wiped the sweat from his brow.
Luckily.
After various efforts to calm Zeng Xian down, he managed to find some solace himself.
"Forget it, forget it. As long as he doesn't mess with our sect's real guardian beasts, it's not a big deal."
Zeng Xian said so.
"That's right, that's right."
"That's the spirit, Old Ancestor!"
Seeing their old ancestor's anger subside, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment.
The Tianba Sect crowd gasped in unison.
His path...
Was actually heading straight towards the guardian beasts.
"No way, really running into them?"
Everyone exchanged worried glances, silently praying.
But the more they didn't want something to happen, the more it did.
Yi Feng's marker overlapped with one of the sect's guardian beasts, the Baiwei Holy Tiger.
In less than a breath's time.
The marker of the Baiwei Holy Tiger vanished...
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Seeing this, Zeng Xian's eyes widened, and he erupted in rage.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In his anger, the ground around him exploded.
"This damn beast, he's doing this on purpose. The Baiwei Holy Tiger, it's my mount, MY MOUNT!"
Zeng Xian bellowed.
Below him, everyone stood in silence, not daring to utter a word.
As for those from the lesser sects, they were too frightened to speak.
On one hand, they feared Zeng Xian's rage, and on the other, they were amazed that the person in the second checkpoint was so terrifying that he had even killed the Tianba Sect's Baiwei Holy Tiger.
"Old Ancestor, please calm down, don't get angry."
Luo Yuan hurriedly consoled him, "Look, this person's path is totally random, having no specific purpose, it's probably really just a coincidence."
"Yes, Old Ancestor. Although his route has encountered many of our sect's contract beasts, he has been looping, if he really were doing this on purpose, he wouldn't be circling but would have aimed straight for these contract beasts." Wang Yiyun also consoled.
After rounds of soothing, and with Zeng Xian's good temperament, he finally calmed down somewhat.
But as luck would have it, Yi Feng's next path was straight towards the next guardian beast.
The Rainbow Butcher.
Dead.
Yi Feng then went straight towards the next guardian beast.
The Golden Taurus.
Dead.
Then, he moved towards the next one.
In no time, five of the Tianba Sect's guardian beasts had vanished from the markers.
"This damn, damn, damn, he's absolutely doing this on purpose!"
Zeng Xian pointed at the Stellar River Map and cursed, his boundless anger radiating from him as his voice trembled, "I have to kill him, I absolutely have to kill him."
Zeng Xian almost cried.
To these elders, they had no idea how important these guardian beasts were to the Tianba Sect.
But he, as the old ancestor, knew everything clearly.
These were the fruit of the Tianba Sect's countless years of effort, one of their foundations for countless years!
"Everyone, listen up! Channel your energy to me! I'm going to activate the entire array of the Sacred Mountain Crypt!"
"Once the entire array is activated, let's see how you run, how you keep moving around..."
Saying so, Zeng Xian immediately took action.
At this moment, he was so eager to skin Yi Feng alive and extract his tendons!

【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.)

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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.”