"Seeing as you're quite the demonic talent, this Sovereign will grant you an opportunity—henceforth, you shall serve as my slave," Gu Qingfeng declared with an air of magnanimity.
Demon Pu was utterly numb.
Not only had this man taken all his assets, but now he had to become a slave too!
"Enough dawdling. Swear your oath now."
"I won't—"
"Hmm?" Gu Qingfeng's eyes narrowed dangerously.
Demon Pu immediately backtracked, "I—I'm not worthy, my lord!"
"Indeed, your qualifications fall short, but given our... history, this Sovereign shall make an exception. Now, swear your gratitude and allegiance."
Thud!
Demon Pu dropped to his knees once more and began reciting the oath, tears welling in his heart. Damn it all... I’m so miserable!
So this was the truth—after enduring hardship, there was no sweetness, only more bitterness.
......
Half an hour later.
"Master, this is the imperial palace of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom. The Azure Demon Emperor resides within."
The Azure Demon Emperor? So he’s the ruler here.
Gu Qingfeng’s mind stirred. Back in the Eternal Dream, it was the Azure Demon Emperor who led the invasion of the Shadow Realm.
So the original’s here.
It made sense—the Shadow Realm wouldn’t fabricate a random demon for their test of loyalty.
Hehehe... At last, I’ll meet the living Azure Demon Emperor. Surely nothing will go wrong this time?
Beside him, Demon Pu shuddered at the sight of Gu Qingfeng’s signature grin—the very same one that had haunted his nightmares.
But now, he no longer feared nightmares.
Because the nightmare had become reality, standing right beside him.
"Master, at this hour, the Azure Demon Emperor should be in the White Fox Queen’s chambers. She’s renowned as the most beautiful vixen of the fox tribe, with unparalleled seductive arts. Lately, she’s ensnared the emperor’s heart—he visits her every night. If you wish to assassinate him, we should sneak in from the east and then—"
"AZURE DEMON EMPEROR! COME OUT AND FACE ME!!"
A thunderous roar cut Demon Pu off mid-sentence.
Horror twisted Demon Pu’s face as he stared at Gu Qingfeng, who had just bellowed at the palace gates, then at the swarm of guards now mobilizing.
I’m doomed.
"M-Master... What are you—?" Demon Pu trembled like a leaf.
"Shh." Gu Qingfeng patted his shoulder. "Just standard procedure, no need to freak out."
Without another word, Gu Qingfeng strode toward the palace entrance, reverting to his true form and unleashing his unrestrained human aura.
"Who dares trespass upon the imperial—"
Boom!
A gatekeeping demon at the Grandmaster realm exploded into a mist of blood.
More armored demons surged forth like a steel tide, and soon, even Divine Realm demons joined the fray.
As their numbers swelled, Gu Qingfeng’s excitement became unbearable.
Electric waves of euphoria coursed through him, his blood boiling with such intensity that crimson veins spiderwebbed across his eyes, staining his gaze with madness.
At the forefront, a Divine Realm monkey demon wielding a metal staff led the charge.
The demon’s eyes widened before contorting in rage. "So it’s just a lowly human? How dare you defile the imperial palace!"
Instead of anger, Gu Qingfeng burst into maniacal laughter.
Hehehe... PERFECT! This is paradise! Why didn’t I come sooner? Is this all you’ve got? I need MORE! MORE!
His deranged grin mirrored that of a demon preparing to refine children into elixirs—chilling to the bone.
"Arrogant fool!" The monkey demon bellowed. "Formations! Take him alive!"
A flood of demons surged forward, their coordinated assault like an unstoppable tsunami.
Yet Gu Qingfeng walked toward them as if embracing the sea, arms wide, utterly defenseless.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Blades and claws rained upon him, sparks flying as metal shrieked against his skin.
Simultaneously, a relentless chime echoed in his mind.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
You have been attacked by the Ten Thousand Demons Slaughter Formation!
Defense +100+100+100...
Cultivation +100+100+100...
......
Gu Qingfeng’s grin widened. So this is the benefit of formations! Individually, these weaklings can’t boost my stats anymore, but combined, they reach Divine Realm potency.
The gains were modest, but with numbers like this—
Hehehe... Come on! Give me more!
But soon, his laughter died.
The stat increases were dwindling.
A quick glance revealed why—the demons around him were dropping like flies, their bodies shattered by the recoil of their own attacks.
"Damn useless trash! Hey, monkey! Call for reinforcements!"
The monkey demon roared in fury and leapt skyward, his staff descending like a meteor aimed at Gu Qingfeng’s skull.
CLANG!
The impact reverberated across the battlefield—followed by a scream.
"ARGH!"
The monkey was sent flying, his hands mangled, bones exposed.
"Pathetic! This is why I hate glass cannons—no endurance!" Gu Qingfeng spat.
Where are the real fighters? The Divine Realm elites? The guard dogs? COME OUT ALREADY!
To lure out stronger prey, Gu Qingfeng gathered his energy and bellowed, his voice shaking the palace:
"AZURE DEMON EMPEROR! I HEARD YOUR WHITE FOX QUEEN IS THE FAIREST OF THE FOX TRIBE! WHY NOT SHARE HER WITH ME?"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
