When Gu Qingfeng arrived at the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, he was stunned.
What a hellish scene this was!
The once prosperous and harmonious land, teeming with life, now lay in ruins. The mountains and rivers were shattered, and a deathly silence hung over the land—not a single living demon could be seen.
War, corpses, blood, and rubble had become the dominant colors of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.
Clearly, a devastating war had swept through the kingdom in recent days.
And it made sense. Even though the Azure Demon Emperor was the ruler of the kingdom, when an emperor began slaughtering his own people without restraint, even fools would eventually rise in rebellion.
But in a world where individual strength reigned supreme, sheer numbers meant nothing—especially when all the kingdom’s divine-level experts had been taken away.
This place had become nothing more than the Azure Demon Emperor’s personal slaughterhouse.
"Tsk tsk, how brutal. A once-great kingdom reduced to ashes by war. Truly, the Azure Demon Emperor is the villain here."
Gu Qingfeng ventured deeper into the land, feeling like a hero preparing to challenge the demon king—a lone warrior destined to end this chaos. His heart swelled with righteousness and purpose.
He unleashed his immense spiritual power, spreading it across the land to locate the Azure Demon Emperor. Soon, he detected a faint demonic aura in the southeast.
Without hesitation, he flew toward it.
When he arrived, he found only ruins—yet the demonic energy was emanating from beneath the rubble.
"Come out."
Gu Qingfeng’s voice rang out like an imperial decree. Suddenly, a fierce wind surged from the void, sweeping over the ruins.
Whoosh!
The wind cleared the rubble in an instant, exposing the bare ground beneath.
But the wind did not stop. It howled on, carving three feet deep into the earth.
Finally, movement came from below.
"Spare us!"
Swoosh, swoosh...
A dozen enormous gray-furred rats burst from the ground.
These rat demons were utterly terrified. The moment they emerged, they clasped their paws together and kowtowed frantically, begging for mercy.
"Don’t kill me, don’t kill me..."
Their terror was palpable—it was clear they had endured unimaginable horrors.
But human sorrows are hard to share, let alone those between humans and demons.
Gu Qingfeng only found them noisy. He frowned. "Shut the hell up!"
A surge of his spiritual power sent the rat demons into convulsions, their souls trembling on the verge of shattering. Their pleas died instantly.
"Listen well. I’ll ask, you’ll answer. A single unnecessary word, and I’ll annihilate your bodies and souls. Nod if you understand."
The rat demons were too petrified to move, let alone nod.
Boom!
One rat demon exploded like a bomb, its blood and flesh splattering over the others.
Only then did the survivors snap into action, nodding like mad.
"Good. Now tell me—where is the Azure Demon Emperor?"
The mere mention of the name sent the rat demons into violent shudders, as if the words carried a curse. Some nearly fainted from fear.
Seeing their silence, Gu Qingfeng snorted. "So you fear him more than me?"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One by one, the rat demons exploded in sequence, left to right, until only one remained.
The last rat demon was beyond terror. What could be more horrifying than watching your kin explode in order?
Just as it braced for its own demise, the explosions stopped. But there was no relief—only a hollow, mind-numbing dread.
"Where is the Azure Demon Emperor?"
The cold voice came again. The rat demon jolted and stammered, "H-He’s in the capital! He’s gone mad, devouring demons left and right! The capital has the most, and the strongest... he must be there!
"Please, great one, that’s all I know! Spare me! I don’t want to die!"
"Relax. I’m nothing like that bloodthirsty tyrant. In fact, I’ve come to slay him and save the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom from ruin."
The rat demon gaped, as if hearing a fairy tale.
Without another word, Gu Qingfeng waved and left, not a single cloud trailing behind him.
Ah, another innocent life saved. How noble.
This chaos ends with me.
Soon, Gu Qingfeng reached the capital.
The ancient city, built over centuries by the toil of countless demons, now lay in ruins. The cultural treasures of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom—its pride and legacy—had all been consumed by war.
"Gu Qingfeng!!"
A roar filled with boundless killing intent erupted from the horizon.
A figure wreathed in demonic energy, wielding a blood-red demon banner and surrounded by countless vengeful spirits, streaked across the sky.
Boom!
The figure crashed into the ground like a meteor, splitting the earth and carving a crater several yards deep. Dust and debris filled the air.
When the dust settled, a face twisted with fury was revealed.
The Azure Demon Emperor!
Gu Qingfeng grinned excitedly at the dramatic entrance. "Such a flashy arrival. You must’ve devoured plenty to be this confident."
"Azure Demon Emperor, your cruelty has brought ruin to this land. Today, I—"
"Where are my consort and daughter?! Return them!" The Azure Demon Emperor’s roar cut off Gu Qingfeng’s righteous speech.
Damn it!
You’re ruining my image!
Seeing no witnesses around, Gu Qingfeng dropped the act and sneered. "Keh keh keh... Your daughter and consort are under my care. They say being with me is the first time they’ve truly known pleasure."
"AAAAAH!! I’LL KILL YOU!" The Azure Demon Emperor’s eyes nearly burst from rage. Without another word, he attacked.
He swung the Ten Thousand Demons Banner—and instantly, the countless demonic spirits surrounding him surged toward Gu Qingfeng like a tidal wave.
In that moment, the world itself seemed to transform into a realm of ghosts, every inch of space teeming with vengeful spirits.
Perfect!
Gu Qingfeng charged forward eagerly.
Within seconds, he was swallowed by the sea of spirits.
"Die!" the Azure Demon Emperor snarled.
But inside the swarm, Gu Qingfeng was baffled.
Why no system notification?
Indeed, no prompt sounded—and he hadn’t taken a single point of damage. The countless spirits brushed past him like a gentle breeze, harmless.
Slowly, he realized the truth: these spirits weren’t concentrated into a single attack. Though terrifying in number, their power was equivalent to countless sub-divine-level demons attacking at once.
And at his current strength, sub-divine-level demons couldn’t even scratch him.
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
【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.)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
