After two hard slaps landed in succession, the demonic man stopped laughing, his sinister eyes fixed on Gu Qingfeng.
"Useless. Haven’t you realized yet? Your attacks mean nothing to me. I am an immortal, indestructible existence. Even the Heavenly Dao cannot destroy me. Do you really think you—"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
A rapid series of back-and-forth slaps rained down on him.
Gu Qingfeng looked at the demonic man with a gaze full of pity, as if regarding a fool. "Have you lost your mind after being locked up here? When did I say I was trying to kill you?
I’m clearly humiliating you.
I slap you because I want to—front hand, back hand, whatever I please. I just love seeing you helpless, unable to fight back.
Heh heh heh... A mighty figure like you, cursed and sealed away by the Heavenly Dao, now being slapped around by me without being able to retaliate? Delightful! Absolutely fucking delightful!"
The demonic man’s arrogant expression froze, then twisted into fury. He struggled violently, causing the void to tremble and the chains of law to rattle. Endless divine light of the Great Dao erupted around him!
"You dare humiliate me?! Do you even know who you’re insulting?! I am the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor of the Primordial Era!
What right does an ant like you have to insult an Emperor?!"
A world-destroying aura burst from the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor’s body. For a moment, he truly seemed like a sovereign descending upon the mortal realm.
Yet, in response to his rage, Gu Qingfeng merely opened his mouth and—
Hock... Ptui!
A glob of spit flew straight onto the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor’s face. Of course, it passed through him harmlessly, leaving no physical mark.
But the sheer insult of it was worse than death.
"AAAAAHHH!!!"
The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor roared, as if subjected to the greatest disgrace of his existence. Even when the Heavenly Dao had suppressed him, he had never been this furious.
"DIE!!!"
A boundless black mist, formed from endless malevolent thoughts, surged from his body like a monstrous beast, rushing toward Gu Qingfeng.
In that instant, Gu Qingfeng seemed to witness all the vileness of the world. In mere moments, it felt as if every ounce of evil in existence had flooded into him.
The system’s notifications chimed incessantly—Malevolent Thoughts of All Living Beings rapidly increasing.
He was puzzled. What use did these thoughts serve?
He understood what they were, of course.
No one was a saint. Even the most righteous man harbored dark thoughts. Sometimes, the evil lurking in a person’s heart was so vile it couldn’t be acknowledged. Everyone was like this—who hadn’t, at some point in their life, entertained thoughts too shameful to voice?
There were only two things in this world one could not look at directly: the sun, and the human heart.
The sun was blinding. The human heart was treacherous.
Malevolent thoughts were the sum of all wicked desires.
The Malevolent Thoughts of All Living Beings were the collective darkness of all sentient life—not just humans, but any creature with intelligence. All had both kindness and malice within them.
But what purpose did they serve?
Was the aggregation of these thoughts what was called the Supreme Sin? And if so, why did this Supreme Sin call itself the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor?
Gu Qingfeng had spent enough time in the Sword Sect to know of the ancient Heavenly Emperors, yet he had never heard of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor.
At that moment, the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor suddenly gasped in shock.
He watched as the black mist was completely absorbed by Gu Qingfeng, leaving him unharmed. His face twisted in disbelief.
"How is this possible?! Why weren’t you corrupted by the Malevolent Thoughts?! Who—no, what are you?!"
Gu Qingfeng smirked. "I am the Supreme Sin."
The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor’s eyes widened. "You?! The Supreme Sin?! Impossible! There is only one Supreme Sin in this world—and that is ME!"
"Supreme my ass. Didn’t you just say you were the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor?"
"I was the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor before becoming the Supreme Sin."
"Abandoned my ass. I’ve stood above all creation, turned my back on the masses, and governed the cycles of life and death for eons. Never once have I heard of an ‘Abandoned Heavenly Emperor.’"
"That’s because my existence was erased by the Heav—You’re fishing for information!"
The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor suddenly realized he had been tricked. The unprecedented humiliation had clouded his judgment.
"Fishing for what? You’re a cripple locked up in chains. I was just keeping you company out of the goodness of my heart, and now you’re ungrateful?"
"Bastard! If not for these chains, I would have slaughtered you already!" the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor snarled.
"Oh? Then let’s undo them."
The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor stiffened, suspecting another taunt. He chose silence.
"Hey, speak up. How do we break them? You lured people here for a reason, didn’t you? Probably to weaken the chains. Stop wasting time."
But the more Gu Qingfeng pressed, the more suspicious the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor became.
Over the years, he had manipulated countless Quasi-Emperors—those nearing the end of their lifespans—using the promise of immortality to sway them. He infected them with his Malevolent Thoughts, then sent them to weaken the chains, eroding the seal bit by bit.
Those who reached this place were all Quasi-Emperors, even some Heavenly Emperors.
Such experts possessed unshakable confidence in their own power. Facing death, their darkest desires magnified. Even if they sensed a trap, the slimmest hope of survival was enough to make them take the risk.
And so, they tried... and died.
But this method didn’t work on Gu Qingfeng. The Malevolent Thoughts had no effect on him.
Thus, despite Gu Qingfeng’s apparent enthusiasm, the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor remained silent.
"Tch. Fine. If you won’t talk, I’ll just eat you instead."
Gu Qingfeng had lost patience. He had a harem to attend to—why waste time here when he could be disciplining his slaves?
He bared his teeth and lunged, biting down on the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor.
The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor was an entity of pure Malevolent Thoughts. To others, he was poison—a single touch could drown their minds in the evil of billions, shattering their sanity.
It was like having the darkest desires of all living beings forced into one’s head at once. No one could withstand it.
But Gu Qingfeng didn’t care. As long as he ingested the thoughts, the system would activate.
The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor sneered as Gu Qingfeng charged at him like a ravenous ghost.
He had forsaken his title as Emperor to become the Supreme Sin—an immortal, indestructible existence even the Heavenly Dao couldn’t erase. No attack could harm him.
But when Gu Qingfeng bit off half his head in one bite, panic set in.
The black mist of Malevolent Thoughts was devoured, and though the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor’s head quickly reformed, his face was grim.
A fraction of his power was gone—permanently.
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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.”
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】
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
