“You…”
Elder Zhen, Xiong Tian, and the others glared furiously at the young man who had spoken.
“Zhao Gu, why are you in such a hurry?” Bai Jun, standing nearby, said leisurely, “Changing their ingrained perceptions requires a bit of patience. Why not have a cup of tea instead?”
“Hmph, Bai Jun, don’t act all mysterious and cryptic in front of me. If you have the patience, then you can waste your time chatting with them. I have no such leisure.”
Zhao Gu snorted coldly and said, “I’d rather spend my time exploring this new place. Who knows, I might stumble upon something valuable.”
With that, Zhao Gu smirked and flew out of the spirit boat.
Seeing this, the other young men and women followed suit, flying out one after another.
“Tsk, tsk, this place is truly weak.”
“If I were to strike with my palm, I bet I’d wipe out a whole crowd.”
“Haha, then give it a try…”
“Though the air here is quite fresh.”
“I don’t care about the fresh air. I’m more interested in finding a few useful cauldrons here…”
Elder Zhen and the others grew anxious, wanting to stop them, but with their strength, they couldn’t even track their auras, let alone catch up. Zhao Gu and the others had already vanished without a trace.
“There’s no need to panic.”
“Because even if you wanted to stop them, you couldn’t!”
Bai Jun said indifferently.
“What exactly do you want?” Elder Zhen asked with a grim expression.
“I told you, be patient!”
Bai Jun began brewing tea again, speaking slowly and deliberately, “Unlike them, I have the most patience.”
“So here, I’ll explain everything to you step by step!”
Elder Zhen and the others turned their gaze to him.
“First, let me explain the true realms!”
“The true realms are divided into the Five Human Realms, followed by the Nine Tribulation Realms, and then the Dao Realms!”
After taking a sip of tea, Bai Jun reopened the book titled *Nine Realms Compendium*.
“The Five Human Realms—after mastering the basics of physical cultivation, one enters the Five Human Realms, which consist of five stages. In your understanding, these stages roughly correspond to the levels before becoming a Human Immortal. I won’t go into too much detail here.”
“The Nine Tribulation Realms—there are nine tribulation stages. The levels from Human Immortal to Profound Immortal in your system roughly correspond to the First Tribulation Realm. The so-called Nine Transformations of the Profound Immortal’s tribulations are merely minor trials within the First Tribulation Realm. The Second Tribulation Realm encompasses your Profound Immortal to the 99th Layer of the True Immortal. What you call the Divine Tribulations of the 99th Layer of the True Immortal are actually just the trials of the Second Tribulation Realm. According to the orthodox system, your cultivation level is only at the Second Tribulation Realm. The Third Tribulation Realm, in your eyes, would be what you call a ‘god’…”
At this point, Bai Jun smiled meaningfully.
“After the Tribulation Realms comes the Dao Realms—divided into four stages: Touching the Dao, Merging with the Dao, Unifying with the Dao, and Proving the Dao! I won’t explain these realms in detail, as they are far beyond your current understanding.”
After hearing Bai Jun’s explanation, Elder Zhen and Xiong Tian were utterly stunned.
Their faces were filled with disbelief. If what he said was true, then their world was truly insignificant.
“Whether you believe it or not is up to you.”
Bai Jun smiled faintly. “Now, let me tell you about the origin of the black mist.”
“It was caused by a polluted severed arm that fell from the cosmos. Most of Yunxing, except for a few areas, has been corroded by the black mist,” Bai Jun said calmly.
“We already know that. You don’t need to explain it again.”
Elder Zhen raised his head and retorted.
Bai Jun smiled faintly. “It’s no surprise that you know, but have you ever wondered why you know?”
Elder Zhen and the others were stunned.
They truly didn’t know; it was just a legend.
“It’s simply because your masters wanted you to know,” Bai Jun said indifferently. “As for the reason, it’s hard to say. Perhaps they felt that since they were about to abandon you, they should tell you a bit of the truth.”
“Wait, if what you’re saying is true, then the Eight Great Sovereigns are still alive?” Xiong Tian seized the key point. “Our Nine Realms have existed for millions of years. Does that mean they’ve lived for millions of years?”
“More than that,” Bai Jun said calmly. “Lin Jiao, Chen Yu, and others are renowned even across Yunxing. To be frank, when they created your so-called Nine Realms, they were already at the Merging with the Dao stage!”
“And to progress from Merging with the Dao to Unifying with the Dao requires the power of faith. That’s why they created your Nine Realms and built a boundary wall—to seal you off.”
“However, while the boundary wall they built was meant to imprison and isolate you, it also protected you. Otherwise, this place would have already fallen into ruin.”
At this point, Bai Jun closed the book in his hand and looked up at Elder Zhen and the others.
“Now, let me explain our purpose here.”
“Because of the black mist, the limited territory and resources are insufficient to sustain the population. Finding new habitable lands has become a top priority.”
“So our mission is precisely that. Ten years ago, we set out on the Windbreaker Spirit Boat, wandering aimlessly through the black mist until we found your world today.”
“Therefore, our arrival here is a win-win situation.”
“We’ve found new territory, and you’ll gain protection.”
After saying this, Bai Jun looked calmly at Elder Zhen.
“What makes you think this isn’t an invasion?” Elder Zhen asked with a grim expression.
“That depends on how you interpret it.”
Bai Jun replied indifferently.
“What if we refuse?”
Xiong Tian asked sternly.
“You can’t refuse.”
Bai Jun raised his head and said, “Zhao Gu may be blunt, but he’s not wrong.”
“With your meager strength, you can’t defend your Nine Realms. This sealing array, for example, will collapse in less than half a year.”
“And that demon I killed earlier—even if all the experts in your Nine Realms joined forces, you still wouldn’t be able to kill one. Yet, their numbers are endless!”
“So, it’s not that we’re forcing you. It’s that you have no other choice!”
“Of course, the same goes for us.”
“Because although your land is barren, it’s at least habitable.”
Elder Zhen and the others wore grim expressions.
They stood there, unsure of what to do.
Bai Jun’s words had struck them like a thunderbolt, leaving them overwhelmed and unable to process everything immediately.
After a long silence, Elder Zhen, with a complex expression, raised his head and asked, “If—just if—we agree to what you’ve said, what happens next?”
“It’s simple.”
Bai Jun said calmly, “We’ll set up a teleportation array and bring half of our people here. We’ll establish a base and order on this side.”
“To accommodate enough people and avoid unnecessary conflicts, you’ll need to cede two-thirds of the Nine Realms’ territory to us. This way, we can coexist peacefully without interfering with each other.”
“Of course, we’ll also rebuild the array to block the black mist. Additionally, we’ll form specialized demon-hunting teams to eliminate any stray demons and ensure the safety of the people in the Nine Realms.”

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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.”

] [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!"

【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.)