Gu Qingfeng instantly widened his eyes and stared at Sword Maniac.
Damn it!
That’s not what you said back in the Hanging Heaven Secret Realm!
You claimed you weren’t afraid of death—you just didn’t want to die because you were pursuing the supreme path of the sword. Turns out it was all a lie! Who’d have thought someone as thick-browed and big-eyed as you could be such a fraud?
So you cultivated just to show off, huh?
Dammit, I should’ve known. A guy who pretends to be blind all day—how serious could he be?
Sword Maniac felt the heat of Gu Qingfeng’s gaze and blushed, turning his head away slightly.
Among the seven peak masters, a middle-aged swordsman with a goatee—clearly Sword Maniac’s master—was also awkwardly studying the ceiling as if fascinated by its patterns.
"Gu Qingfeng, the Heart-Questioning Stone isn’t faulty. Answer again," Dugu Wei said, his expression grim.
He never expected that what he assumed was slight exaggeration from Gu Qingfeng—just a bit of embellishment that triggered the stone—was, in reality, not just a drop of water but an entire ocean of lies!
Gu Qingfeng’s face also darkened. Damn it, are they forcing me to tell the truth now?
Fck!
This ruins my image as a peerless genius!
But with no other choice, he steeled himself and spoke honestly.
"I cultivate... to..." He hesitated, struggling to get the words out, then finally threw caution to the wind.
"To live a better life! To have beautiful concubines and women, wealth and luxury, to sleep with the most stunning ladies, ride the wildest horses, drink the finest wine—to do whatever I want, unrestrained, unbound by rules!
Under heaven and earth, I alone reign supreme!"
This time, the Heart-Questioning Stone remained silent.
Everyone stared at Gu Qingfeng in stunned silence, the atmosphere turning eerily still.
Sword Maniac, who had been drowning in embarrassment, suddenly revived like a phoenix.
After a long pause...
"Vulgar!" one peak master spat.
"Utterly tasteless!"
"Beautiful concubines and women? They’re nothing but rotting skeletons! A true cultivator should prioritize the Great Dao!"
"Sect Master, this boy’s temperament is truly—"
"Good!" Dugu Wei suddenly exclaimed. "Such genuine honesty!"
The peak masters: "..."
"As the saying goes, food and lust are human nature. A man’s desires are natural. Your words reveal a heart untainted by pretense."
While speaking, Dugu Wei quickly sent a voice transmission to the other peak masters: "Enough. With talent like his, minor flaws in temperament are acceptable—as long as he doesn’t harm the Sword Sect."
Seeing the sect master’s stance, the peak masters reluctantly conceded. After all, dual-saint physiques were rare. If he wanted to indulge in lust, so be it. Geniuses always had their quirks.
"Now, the third question," Dugu Wei swiftly changed the subject.
"Answering the first two already means you’ve passed the trial. This last one concerns your path in the sword—it will shape your future cultivation. Think carefully before answering."
"Sect Master, please ask."
"You’ve likely heard the saying: ‘All sword techniques originate from the Sword Sect.’ Our sect’s sword path divides into two schools. One focuses on mastering a single sword—the path of ‘one sword to break all techniques.’
The other is the path of sword formations.
Every Sword Sect disciple must choose one. Which will it be?"
Gu Qingfeng was taken aback. Sword cultivation was just sword cultivation—why split it into single-sword mastery and formations?
Wasn’t the essence of a swordsman to break all techniques with one blade?
Sword formations were just a supplementary method. Did they really need their own discipline?
He hesitated, sensing there might be nuances he didn’t understand. Having never studied sword dao systematically, he asked, "Sect Master, why is sword cultivation split into two schools? Is there a deeper reason?"
"That’s a long story," Dugu Wei sighed.
"Then please keep it short."
"Uh..."
"It traces back five thousand years. Back then, the Sword Sect wasn’t divided—all swordsmen focused on mastering a single sword.
But then, disaster struck. The sect suffered heavy losses, with countless disciples perishing and vital manuals destroyed. The deaths of so many experts left the sect weakened, creating a generational gap.
Other forces, seeing the Sword Sect’s decline, circled like vultures, eager to carve it up. But with too few high-level fighters and single-sword mastery requiring lengthy training, the sect teetered on collapse.
At that critical moment, a disciple named Feng Yuan emerged. In an ancient ruin, he obtained one of the Nine Forbidden Arts—the Heaven-Sealing Forbidden Art.
The Nine Forbidden Arts are the world’s most powerful taboos, and the Heaven-Sealing Art specializes in arrays and seals. At its peak, it’s said to seal even the heavens!
Yet, no matter how strong, it was still an array—not a destructive force capable of saving the sect.
But Feng Yuan was a prodigy. Not only was he a swordmaster, but he also had a gift for arrays. With unparalleled creativity, he fused the Heaven-Sealing Art with the sect’s sword dao, pioneering the path of sword formations.
He devised several formidable sword formations, the strongest being the Seven Swords Immortal-Slaying Formation!
Seven swords united—invincible under heaven!
Your Reverse Scale Sword is one of those seven.
With this formation, even if individual strength fell short, seven swordsmen wielding seven blades could sweep aside all enemies. Thus, the Sword Sect was reborn.
With traditional teachings fragmented and single-sword mastery too slow, more disciples turned to sword formations. Over time, the sect split into two factions.
Of course, both are part of the Sword Sect—neither superior nor inferior. Though disputes arise, they’re merely clashes of pride.
Now that you understand, make your choice. Don’t consider mastering both—these are divergent paths. You can study both, but one must dominate. Every Heavenly Emperor reaches the apex by perfecting a single path.
Sword formations lean more toward array dao than sword dao.
My advice? Choose single-sword mastery. Though its power takes time to mature, its late-stage potential is unmatched. The Sword Heavenly Emperor is proof!"
Ahem. The sole female peak master interjected, "Sect Master, that’s biased. Without sword formations, the sect would’ve fallen long ago. Moreover, high-level sword formations rival any technique.
Just because no one has become a Heavenly Emperor through them yet doesn’t mean it’s impossible."
"Gu Qingfeng, you possess the Seven Apertures Exquisite Body, with peerless innate talent and comprehension. Such a constitution is undoubtedly the most suited for the path of sword formations. If you join my Frostpeak Sect, I will impart the entirety of the Heaven-Sealing Forbidden Arts to you without reservation."
"Junior Sister Lin, Gu Qingfeng is the master of the Reverse Scale Sword. By both reason and principle, he should join our Reverse Scale Peak. Your actions here are somewhat excessive," Meng Yan interjected swiftly.

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

【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?

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.”