"Lin Chen" suddenly narrowed his eyes in surprise and said, "I never expected you to possess the ability to detect emotions. It seems I underestimated you."
Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly but offered no explanation.
His ability to sense emotions came from a generous gift from his old friend, the Heart Demon, which granted him an Indestructible Demon Soul—a power comparable to that of a heart demon.
He was born with the innate ability to control the seven emotions and six desires.
So, just as he was about to engage in a "friendly and intimate discussion" with the Peerless Holy Maiden, he suddenly sensed someone laughing inside the Peerless Mansion.
This immediately piqued his curiosity.
While everyone else was weeping, here was someone laughing—how utterly out of place!
Thus, Gu Qingfeng stealthily slipped out to investigate, only to be shocked by what he found.
A refined appearance, an unyielding personality, a naturally ordinary physique, and a mysterious elder residing within him—this was the unmistakable template of a Chosen One!
And to make matters worse, Gu Qingfeng had just stolen the Chosen One’s woman and annihilated his sect. By all accounts, he had been cast as the ultimate villain in this story. How could this be allowed!?
If events unfolded as they typically did, the Peerless Mansion would soon be destroyed. Lin Chen, bearing a deep-seated vendetta, would escape with the help of the elder residing within him. He would then embark on a journey of cultivation, refining his body into an immortal form, eventually ascending as the Sword Heavenly Emperor and exacting his revenge...
Damn it! This was the greatest crisis Gu Qingfeng had faced since his debut.
A villain’s self-awareness.
What should a villain do when encountering a protagonist who hasn’t yet reached his full potential?
"Young man, I observe that you possess the Four Sacred Physiques, with three already perfected. Your cultivation has reached the peak of the Celestial Origin Divine Core Realm, yet you’ve failed to ascend to the Heavenly Human Realm. Do you know why?" "Lin Chen" suddenly cut to the chase.
Gu Qingfeng’s expression tightened slightly. "Oh? Why?"
Seeing that Gu Qingfeng had taken the bait, "Lin Chen" smiled. "In my prime, I was a Heavenly Supreme. Your bottleneck is obvious to me, and I naturally have a solution. How about we strike a deal—"
Before "Lin Chen" could finish, the situation took a drastic turn!
With a thunderous roar, Gu Qingfeng unleashed an overwhelming surge of power!
Primordial Sacred Body! Prison-Suppressing Dragon-Elephant Body! Indestructible Sword Body! Barbarian Totems!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A sacred radiance erupted as a Prison-Suppressing Demonic Dragon and a Prison-Suppressing Divine Elephant manifested around him. Pale-gray sword energy coiled around his body, while intricate mystical patterns emerged across his face, arms, and entire form.
That’s right—Gu Qingfeng had gone all out without hesitation, launching his full power before his opponent could even finish speaking. No mercy, no holding back.
A terrifying aura, bordering on the extreme limits of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, exploded forth.
"Lin Chen’s" expression twisted in horror, his previously composed demeanor shattered. He frantically formed hand seals, his own aura skyrocketing as he activated some desperate forbidden technique.
Seeing this, Gu Qingfeng didn’t hesitate for even a second. He immediately activated his Indestructible Demon Soul and unleashed the Heart Demon Tribulation!
A wave of demonic energy struck "Lin Chen’s" body. While a mere Heart Demon Tribulation would be like an ant shaking a tree against a former Heavenly Supreme, Gu Qingfeng’s target wasn’t the elder—it was Lin Chen himself!
The elder was borrowing Lin Chen’s body. If Lin Chen succumbed to demonic influence, he would inevitably fight the elder for control.
As the Heart Demon Tribulation took hold, Gu Qingfeng’s plan worked flawlessly.
"Lin Chen’s" face contorted further, his rising aura suddenly stagnating!
Seizing the moment, Gu Qingfeng threw a punch—a punch with everything he had!
"Lin Chen’s" expression turned to sheer despair. Even as a former Heavenly Supreme, he couldn’t help but feel utter hopelessness in the face of this strike.
"NO!!!"
Boom!
Billions of divine lights erupted as the heavens and earth trembled in mourning. Space itself shattered layer by layer.
Along with it, Lin Chen’s body and the Heavenly Supreme’s soul were utterly annihilated.
The Chosen One—dead!
No unnecessary words, no probing attacks—just an all-out assault from the very beginning.
As a modern transmigrator, Gu Qingfeng knew these tropes all too well. Villains died because they talked too much, playing with their prey like a cat with a mouse—only to be reversed in the end.
To prevent such a fate, Gu Qingfeng gave his enemy no chance to turn the tables.
The Heavenly Supreme never expected Gu Qingfeng to be so ruthless, attacking mid-sentence without even a hint of courtesy—and going straight for the kill!
As a result, he perished with a belly full of forbidden techniques he never got to use.
Even after the annihilation, Gu Qingfeng remained vigilant.
His hands flew through a series of seals, and hundreds of invisible formations instantly enveloped the surrounding hundreds of miles.
Then, he began bombarding the area without pause.
"Evil-Purging Divine Lightning! Five Thunder Righteous Method! Devouring Thunder Palm! Three Thousand Thunder Movements! BREAK!!!"
As everyone knew, thunder techniques were the bane of soul entities. Though Gu Qingfeng hadn’t specialized in thunder arts, his Primordial Sacred Body allowed him to wield all elemental energies with ease.
Under the relentless barrage, the entire region was engulfed in lightning, as if multiple people were undergoing tribulation simultaneously.
Suddenly, a pale ghostly figure tumbled out of the void, fleeing in panic. However, with the space sealed by hundreds of formations, even though it could shatter several barriers with a wave of its hand, the sheer density of the formations made escape impossible.
The moment the ghostly figure appeared, the sky’s countless thunderbolts locked onto it, bombarding it without mercy.
The ghostly figure resisted desperately, but it was far too weak. It could only endure the strikes, howling in agony as its soul grew thinner, on the verge of dissipating entirely.
Yet Gu Qingfeng didn’t stop. He continued the bombardment for another incense stick’s worth of time.
Then, the ghostly figure suddenly "revived," revealing an aged face twisted with hatred.
"You shameless brat! Why won’t you fall for anything!? I’ll drag you down with me!"
With its last ounce of strength, the ghostly figure transformed into a sharp arrow, shooting straight at Gu Qingfeng.
But Gu Qingfeng was prepared. With a soft chant—"Three Thousand Heart Demon Tribulations!"—his Indestructible Demon Soul split into three thousand heart demons, fearlessly crashing into the ghostly figure.
They annihilated each other in a final clash.
With a final roar of despair, the ghostly figure was completely devoured by the heart demons.
As the heart demons returned, Gu Qingfeng absorbed a stream of unfamiliar memories. Only then did he finally relax.
Wiping away nonexistent sweat from his brow, he muttered, "That was close. Good thing I was extra cautious, or I might’ve capsized in a tiny ditch."
Gu Qingfeng’s relentless, preemptive assault had anticipated every possible move the Heavenly Supreme could make.
Trying to stall him with words? Sorry, he wasn’t listening—straight to violence.
Hiding in the void? No problem, he’d shatter the void itself.
Faking death? Impossible—he loved desecrating corpses.
A last-ditch counterattack? Here, have three thousand soul fragments to chew on!
His caution wasn’t unwarranted—after all, he was up against the combo of a Chosen One and his cheat-like elder!
This thing defies all logic! Even the Heavenly Emperor might perish here if he came.
Though I’ve lost many fragmented souls, leaving my spirit somewhat wounded, the memories now etched into my mind make it all worth it!
Because these are the memories of a Heavenly Supreme—not only containing a lifetime of cultivation insights but also techniques, divine abilities, and more.
Most crucially... the Immortal Demon Body Refining Art!
An unparalleled method inherited from the Hundred Refinements Heavenly Emperor, capable of transforming a mortal body into an immortal one!
Sure, Gu Qingfeng’s Indestructible Sword Body can also evolve into an immortal physique—after all, it’s a legacy from the Sword Heavenly Emperor. But what about the others? The Sacred Divine Body, the Prison-Suppressing Dragon-Elephant Body, the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Body—what of them?
They’ve been with me for so long. As a person, one shouldn’t play favorites. Why not elevate them all to immortal bodies for fun?
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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."
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.”
