"I am Gu Shenghui, greetings to all fellow cultivators." Gu Qingfeng greeted them amiably.
The dozen or so people nodded at him with equal warmth.
"Welcome to the Dark Realm, Fellow Daoist Gu," the Dark Emperor said impassively.
Hearing the Dark Emperor's voice, Gu Qingfeng froze momentarily.
The voice was clear and ethereal, cold in tone yet melodious to the ear.
A woman!?
The Dark Emperor was actually a woman! How intriguing.
What followed was a round of introductions. The others exchanged pleasantries with Gu Qingfeng, each stating their origins, and he returned the courtesy in kind. The atmosphere remained harmonious throughout.
During this time, Gu Qingfeng couldn’t help but ask why the Dark Realm had so few members. Jue Mingzi explained that some were in seclusion or away on missions. Excluding family members and disciples, the Dark Realm alone had nearly a hundred Divine Realm experts.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, please take a seat. Today, we were just about to discuss our plans to deal with the Holy Envoys descending in two years."
Gu Qingfeng nodded and sat down.
Once everyone was seated, the Dark Emperor dropped a bombshell: "The Demon-Slaying Divine Weapon has been forged. It is time to strike back against those servants of the Holy Race."
The others erupted in excitement. "This is excellent news! With the Demon-Slaying Divine Weapon, our Dark Realm finally has hope!"
They chattered eagerly, their faces alight with triumph.
Gu Qingfeng, however, was utterly bewildered. He only grasped the gist—this weapon seemed to be a treasure designed to counter demons. The mere mention of its completion had filled them with unshakable confidence.
This piqued his curiosity even further. A group of Divine Realm experts, who had been hunted like sheep by their pursuers, now acted as if a single weapon could turn the tide. Just how powerful was this thing?
Noticing his confusion, the Dark Emperor explained, "Fellow Daoist Gu, the Demon-Slaying Divine Weapon is a secret weapon we’ve spent centuries refining to combat demons. Its power is such that even a peak Divine Realm demon cannot withstand a single strike. It is purely an anti-demon artifact—useless against humans but fatal to demons. With this, we plan to first eliminate the Holy Race’s lackeys in this realm and blunt their momentum."
Gu Qingfeng’s eyebrows shot up. What kind of treasure was this? Effective only against demons? A single strike could annihilate a peak Divine Realm demon?
Holy shit!
Don’t do this to me! If you wipe out all the Divine Realm demons, what am I supposed to do for the next two years?
"Fellow Daoist Gu, why do you seem troubled rather than pleased by this news?" Jue Mingzi inquired.
Gu Qingfeng forced a smile. "I’m just stunned. I never imagined such a weapon could exist."
Jue Mingzi said nothing more. The Dark Emperor then proceeded with strategic planning, breaking down her scheme step by step.
The longer Gu Qingfeng listened, the more he felt these people were alarmingly naive.
I’m literally a newcomer—this is our first meeting! Sure, I passed their test, but that doesn’t mean they should spill all their secrets like I’m one of them!
Revealing their trump card and entire plan right off the bat? What if I were a spy? They’d be screwed!
How the hell did these people survive under the Holy Race’s hunt for so long?
The meeting lasted the entire afternoon before finally adjourning. Everyone dispersed, and Jue Mingzi led Gu Qingfeng to a cave abode.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, this will be your residence. You’ve had a long day—rest for tonight. Tomorrow, I’ll take you to the Scripture Pavilion."
"Mm." Gu Qingfeng nodded and saw Jue Mingzi off before entering the cave.
The abode wasn’t bad—spacious, fully furnished, complete with an alchemy room, a meditation chamber, and more...
Except for the lack of maidservants.
Lying on the bed, Gu Qingfeng felt a pang of boredom. Aside from the scenic environment, the Dark Realm paled in comparison to the imperial palace. And these people were just... weird. Who spills their guts and reveals their trump card to a stranger?
"Screw it. Once I learn the Divine Realm cultivation method, I’m finding an excuse to leave. No demons, no maids—this place is boring as hell."
After a while, a bored Gu Qingfeng drifted off to sleep.
He didn’t know how long he’d been out when a deafening explosion jolted him awake, followed by the roars of countless demons. The earth shook violently, as if the heavens themselves were trembling.
Gu Qingfeng bolted upright, disoriented.
Then, a maniacal laugh echoed outside: "Kekeke... You Dark Realm trash, hiding here all along! Took me long enough to find you. Minions! Seize them all!"
"KILL!!"
A cacophony of battle cries erupted, mingled with the panicked shouts of human experts.
"Damn it! It’s the Azure Demon Emperor! How did these damned hounds find the Dark Realm?!"
"Alert the Dark Emperor, now!"
...
Holy shit!
Gu Qingfeng was wide awake now—and thrilled!
Joining the Dark Realm had been the right call after all. Talk about luck dropping straight from the heavens!
Excited, he threw on his clothes and rushed out of the cave.
Chaos had engulfed the Dark Realm. Corpses of demons and humans littered the ground, their blood staining the once-serene paradise.
A massive, hundred-zhang-long rift had torn open in the sky, spewing forth tens of thousands of demons like a tidal wave, swallowing the realm whole.
Battles raged everywhere, but the most eye-catching was the clash between the Dark Emperor and the Azure Demon Emperor high above.
Every exchange between the two sent shockwaves through space, their residual power obliterating swathes of demons and creating a no-man’s-land around them.
Seeing her forces crumbling under the demon onslaught, the Dark Emperor’s eyes flashed coldly. With a flick of her jade-like hand, she summoned a radiant sword—neither metal nor jade, blazing with divine light.
The moment the sword appeared, the demons recoiled in terror, as if staring at their natural nemesis.
Where its light fell, nearby demons melted like snow under scorching sunlight, vanishing into nothingness.
The Azure Demon Emperor’s face twisted in horror. "What kind of treasure is this?!"
The Dark Emperor ignored him, smirking. "Perish."
With a single swing, a dazzling arc of light split the darkness, illuminating the world as it hurtled toward the Azure Demon Emperor.
The demon emperor’s expression contorted in panic. He dodged frantically, but the light pursued him relentlessly.
In desperation, he plunged into a horde of demons, sacrificing tens of thousands to weaken the attack.
Countless demons disintegrated before the blade’s power finally waned enough for the Azure Demon Emperor to block it—though not without severe injuries.
The Dark Emperor, seeing him still alive, scowled and raised her sword for another strike. But her body wavered—the first attack had drained her severely.
"Someone, lend me your strength!" the Dark Emperor cried out.
【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.)
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
