"By all means, give it a try." Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly at the crowd before stepping forward to face the Seven-Colored Profound Bird.
His composed demeanor further convinced the onlookers.
"Please refrain from using any of your powers, Fellow Daoist Gu," the Dark Emperor said calmly.
"Understood," Gu Qingfeng nodded.
The other Divine Realm experts watched intently, their focus unwavering.
Under the scrutiny of so many Divine Realm powerhouses, there was no way Gu Qingfeng could secretly mobilize his own strength to resist the bird's attack.
"My apologies," the Dark Emperor said before commanding the Seven-Colored Profound Bird to strike.
Without hesitation, the massive bird raised its beak, a glint of seven-colored light flashing as it slashed toward Gu Qingfeng’s palm.
Clang!
A metallic clang rang out.
Followed by a pained shriek—not from Gu Qingfeng, but from the Seven-Colored Profound Bird.
The bird recoiled in agony, its beak slightly bent, as it fled behind the Dark Emperor, trembling as if deeply wronged.
Yet no one paid attention to the bird’s distress.
All eyes were fixed on Gu Qingfeng, who stood completely unharmed.
"Not… not even a scratch!"
"This… this is impossible!"
"To think such a physique truly exists—utterly inconceivable!"
"Without using any power, he withstood an attack from a peak Dragon Transformation-level demonic beast unscathed. The Devouring Immortal Physique is beyond formidable!"
The Dark Emperor’s eyes shimmered with fascination as she studied Gu Qingfeng’s hand.
Gu Qingfeng, however, felt little excitement despite the gasps of astonishment.
The system’s notification hadn’t sounded—meaning attacks from peak Dragon Transformation-level demons no longer posed the slightest threat to him.
Ah, being too powerful is its own burden.
But just then, a discordant voice cut through the murmurs.
"Hmph! So what if he wasn’t injured by a peak Dragon Transformation-level demon? Let’s not forget—Gu Qingfeng possesses the Indestructible Demon Dragon Physique. Anything bearing the name ‘Indestructible’ must excel in defense. In my opinion, his lack of injury is solely due to that physique.
This so-called ‘Devouring Immortal Physique’ is nothing but a fabrication!"
Wei Guyun’s cold words carried some logic, and a few Divine Realm experts silently agreed.
"Gu Qingfeng, do you really think such a cheap trick can fool us? We are all Divine Realm experts—do you take us for fools?" Wei Guyun sneered.
Gu Qingfeng wasn’t angered. He only smiled, amused that a Divine Realm expert could be so eager to meet his end.
"Wei Guyun, forget the Devouring Immortal Physique for a moment. Answer me this: Can your pathetic Innate Sword Physique compare to the Fire God Physique, the Wind God Physique, or even the Indestructible Demon Dragon Physique?"
Wei Guyun’s face darkened instantly.
"You know the answer—you can’t match a single one of them. And yet, I possess three of these supreme physiques. You’re not even fit to lick my boots.
As the Dark Emperor herself stated, she seeks a man of unparalleled talent, intellect, and physique. Look within yourself—what do you have to offer against me?
Pathetic. Instead of questioning the Devouring Immortal Physique, you should realize this contest was mine from the start. Why would I need to deceive a loser like you?
The Dark Emperor cares deeply for humanity. She seeks to bear the strongest offspring, a beacon of hope for our race. As one blessed by heaven with four supreme physiques, how could I not offer myself to this noble cause?
And yet, here you are—a lecherous fool, standing in the way.
Tell me, Wei Guyun—where does humanity stand in your heart?
Is lust so important that you’d forsake our entire race?"
These merciless words struck like a blade—silencing and shattering Wei Guyun in equal measure.
His face twisted in rage, his chest heaving, yet he found no retort.
At this point, none of the Divine Realm experts cared about the Devouring Immortal Physique’s authenticity. Gu Qingfeng’s argument was irrefutable—with or without it, he stood unmatched.
Among them, who could rival his physiques?
With three supreme physiques, he dominated the field. Fabricating a fourth would be pointless.
"You—you—you’re spouting nonsense!" Wei Guyun finally exploded, face purple with fury. "I am not a lecher! My feelings for the Dark Emperor are pure admiration and respect!
You’re the one lusting after her!"
Gu Qingfeng scoffed. "Unlike you, I’m face-blind—I can’t even tell if someone’s attractive. Besides, this is only my second meeting with the Dark Emperor.
We share no emotional bond. Everything I do is for humanity’s sake. How can we speak of love when our race stands on the brink?
Wei Guyun, for a Divine Realm expert, you lack even a shred of honor. You obstruct this noble cause solely to satisfy your vile, twisted desires.
Tch. I’m ashamed to share the same realm as you."
His righteous tirade left the other Divine Realm experts shifting uncomfortably. They were men—they knew exactly what lurked in each other’s hearts. But none had expected someone with this level of audacity.
Jue Mingzi, no stranger to shamelessness, marveled inwardly. I thought I was unmatched in thick-skinned bravado, but Gu Qingfeng… he’s on another level.
Only the Dark Emperor, a woman who had devoted her life to humanity, believed every word.
Born with power rivaling multiple peak Divine Realm experts, she had always stood at the pinnacle. Men approached her with reverence—for her strength, her unwavering dedication.
She had no grasp of how profoundly her beauty affected them.
So when Gu Qingfeng spoke, she saw only sincerity.
In her heart, she too struggled with the idea of marrying without love. But for humanity’s future, she would endure.
Hearing Gu Qingfeng echo her thoughts, she felt a flicker of kinship. Though strangers, they were kindred spirits—both sacrificing for a greater cause.
For the first time, a faint warmth bloomed in her chest.
"Gu Qingfeng! Enough of your silver tongue! Multiple physiques mean nothing—there are no invincible physiques, only invincible warriors! Face me in battle if you dare!"
Wei Guyun, now desperate, could only resort to brute force.
If he couldn’t win in physique, he’d rely on his fists.
【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.)
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
] 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.
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.”
