"Fellow cultivators, after enduring countless battles, Gu Qingfeng must be at the end of his rope. With just a few more of you joining forces, he will surely fall!" The quasi-Emperor from the Fallen Feather Clan refused to give up, still shouting for aid.
Yet no one came to her rescue.
Some might arrive—but only after she and her companions perished, using their lives to exhaust Gu Qingfeng. Once the battle ended and Gu Qingfeng showed even the slightest sign of weakness, the hidden forces lurking in the shadows would undoubtedly swarm him.
"Keh keh keh... Little beauty, you’re quite the screamer. But when it comes to swaying hearts, you’re still far from skilled. Allow this Emperor to demonstrate."
With that, Gu Qingfeng swept his gaze across the void and declared, "Listen well, all of you! The invasion of the demonic heavens is the inevitable tide of fate. Not even the Heavenly Emperor can stop it—for while there is only one Heavenly Emperor, this time, three demonic lords descend upon us!
The Heart Demon Lord, the Longevity Demon Lord, and the Oath Demon Lord!
What hope does the Cangming Realm have to resist?"
His words plunged the world into silence. Many had known of the impending invasion, but none had expected three demonic lords instead of one. Could the Heavenly Emperor truly withstand three? Doubt gnawed at their faith.
Gu Qingfeng pressed on, "Even if the Heavenly Emperor could hold them off, the demonic lords are immortal, while the Emperor’s lifespan is finite. While he lives, the Cangming Realm may remain safe—but once he perishes, what then?
What will you use to resist?
Sooner or later, the Cangming Realm will fall to the demonic heavens. No matter how fiercely you struggle, it’s futile!
Wouldn’t it be wiser to submit to this Emperor—"
"Gu Qingfeng! Empty words mean nothing! Who says there are three demonic lords?" A voice echoed through the void, its origin and gender impossible to discern.
"Open your wretched eyes and see for yourselves!" Gu Qingfeng sneered. Three distinct demonic energies surged from his body—proof of the Heart, Longevity, and Oath Demon Lords’ power.
The quasi-Emperors observing recognized the authenticity of these forces. Stunned, they fell silent.
The void trembled with eerie stillness.
Seeing no further objections, Gu Qingfeng continued, "As the saying goes, a wise man submits to fate. This Emperor intends to establish the Demonic Heaven Sect. All who join shall be under my protection.
When the demonic heavens descend upon the Cangming Realm, none of you will suffer harm.
You all know my relationship with the demonic lords—we are kin. By joining my sect, you too shall become family.
And family does not fight family."
His words stirred many, particularly weaker cultivators below the quasi-Emperor realm. These were individuals with no hope of becoming the Heavenly Emperor, destined to be cannon fodder when the invasion came. Even ants cling to life—how much more so those who had cultivated for countless years?
Who would spend a lifetime striving for greatness only to throw it away?
If you can’t beat them, join them. Is that so wrong?
Not at all.
Then Gu Qingfeng delivered the final blow, swaying even the quasi-Emperors.
"Moreover, the benefits of joining my Demonic Heaven Sect surpass your wildest dreams. As you know, the demonic lords are immortal—and as you’ve witnessed in my battles, so am I.
The Heavenly Emperor cannot escape death, but by joining my sect, you may grasp the secret of eternal life!
In time, I will select the most loyal and capable among you to enter the demonic heavens, transforming into true demonic beings—ageless, deathless, everlasting!"
The word "immortality" struck the quasi-Emperors like a hammer.
Who wouldn’t crave eternal life?
Why else would they fight so desperately for the Heavenly Emperor’s throne?
Merely to prolong their existence.
Yet even the Heavenly Emperor would die—while the demonic lords never would.
Earlier, Gu Qingfeng’s promises had only tempted those below the quasi-Emperor realm. Most quasi-Emperors were already at the end of their lifespans, with few newly ascended.
They had feared nothing from the demonic lords because they might not live to see the invasion. But now, with immortality dangled before them—who could resist?
Even if Gu Qingfeng’s claims were lies... the mere possibility of eternal life was too alluring to ignore.
Becoming the Heavenly Emperor still meant eventual death. But joining the Demonic Heaven Sect? That might unlock the secret of the demonic lords’ immortality. Which was the greater temptation?
A cold voice suddenly cut through the void. "Hmph! Easier said than done. This so-called immortality would turn us into monsters, no different from the demonic lords!"
"Keh keh keh... Monsters? You’ve lurked in the shadows for millennia, living like corpses. Compared to the free and mighty demonic lords, who is the real monster?"
The voice fell silent.
"Besides, how can the demonic lords be called monsters? They are evolution! The ascension of life itself! Your so-called races, flesh, and forms are nothing but primitive existence compared to the transcendent beings of the demonic heavens.
Ants see humans as monsters—but do humans even glance at ants?"
Gu Qingfeng spoke with fanatical fervor, like a zealot preaching divine truth.
His words shook the crowd.
He was right.
Were they not like ants gazing upon humans?
Ants might view humans as grotesque, never comprehending the pleasures beyond their grasp.
Many wavered further—especially the weaker quasi-Emperors with no hope of claiming the Heavenly Emperor’s throne. Their attempts to tread the Emperor’s Path had been desperate gambles.
But now, another path lay before them—one even more enticing.
Suddenly, a distant voice cried out.
"Great Sect Master! I wish to join the Demonic Heaven Sect!"
A Heavenly Venerable rushed forward, prostrating himself before Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng nodded approvingly. "Good. Swear your loyalty."
The man hastily recited a binding oath.
"Since you are the first to join, though your strength is lacking, your devotion is commendable. This Sect Master names you the Right Protector of the Demonic Heaven Sect!"
"Many thanks, Great Sect Master!"
"Great Sect Master! We too wish to join! Grant us this honor!"
Streaks of light descended from the heavens—all Venerables of the highest order.
Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily, accepting them one after another, demanding oaths and bestowing titles.
More and more arrived, wave upon wave. In mere moments, over a hundred Heavenly Venerables had pledged allegiance.
Gu Qingfeng’s grin widened, though inwardly he fretted: Hurry up and send some real fighters, or this Sect Master will run out of puppets soon.
The herd mentality took hold.
Witnessing the spectacle, countless others could no longer resist and flocked to join the Demonic Heaven Sect.
Yet Gu Qingfeng was selective. Those below the Venerable realm were swiftly dismissed.
Far from discouraging the masses, his exclusivity only fueled their desperation to join.
The Heart Demon Lord and his three sworn demonic allies would never have imagined in their wildest dreams that, despite having severed all ties with the Cangming Realm, they still couldn’t escape Gu Qingfeng’s relentless exploitation. Who could they even complain to about this injustice?
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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.”
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?
【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.)
