"Kid, you seized opportunities by force in the Taiyi Secret Realm, hogging what belonged to everyone. By all accounts, you should share them with us!" someone accused first.
"That's right! And the Taiyi inheritance—everyone present deserves a piece!"
"Don’t worry, young friend. We are all righteous sects—we would never resort to banditry. What belongs to you, we won’t touch. But what belongs to all of us—the gains from the Taiyi Secret Realm—must be handed over without exception.
This old man still holds some respect among the gathered heroes. Today, I’ll make this clear: everyone takes only what they deserve. As for anything outside the secret realm, if anyone dares to rob even a sliver from this young friend, don’t blame me for turning ruthless!"
Elder Wang’s words were forceful, resolute, and deafening.
As soon as he spoke, cheers erupted.
"Well said, Elder Wang!"
"We all agree with Elder Wang’s words. Anyone who breaks the rules is our enemy!"
The crowd discussed the division of Gu Qingfeng’s possessions with righteous fervor, seemingly fair and just—but in truth, it was pure bandit logic.
The treasures of the secret realm were obtained through individual skill—like buying a lottery ticket in the modern world. If you didn’t win, you couldn’t demand a share from the winner, could you?
A group of self-proclaimed righteous sects, waving the banner of fairness, committed outright robbery while standing on moral high ground, painting the victim as the villain. They debated and condemned him as if a single refusal from him would mark him as an irredeemable sinner.
But fortunately… Gu Qingfeng was indeed a villain.
"Keh keh keh…"
Suddenly, a maniacal laugh cut through the heated discussion.
The crowd frowned, displeased by Gu Qingfeng’s reaction. This wasn’t how someone being judged should behave.
"Kid, what are you laughing at?!" someone shouted.
Gu Qingfeng ignored him. Instead, his cruel, demonic eyes swept over the crowd.
Watching their righteous faces, the curve of his lips widened into a grin.
With a sinister chuckle, he sneered, "Tell me, you ants—are you all here to sacrifice your lives for my amusement?"
Silence fell instantly.
Everyone’s expressions twisted in fury at his arrogance.
"Outrageous!"
"Audacious!"
"You dare look down on us?!"
"Why waste words? Just kill him!"
Angry shouts erupted one after another.
Elder Wang stepped forward again. "Calm yourselves, everyone. Fairness and justice must prevail. If we attack recklessly, how are we any different from demons?"
Clap clap clap…
A crisp applause echoed—from Gu Qingfeng himself.
"How marvelous. You could’ve just robbed me outright, yet you still left me scraps. Truly… fair and just."
Elder Wang’s face darkened. "Young man, your tone suggests you disagree with our decision. I know you’re resentful, but let everyone judge—each of us traveled countless miles, enduring untold hardships, just for a sliver of fortune in the Taiyi Secret Realm.
Are we wrong?
Yet you hoarded what belonged to all of us. Do you think that’s right?"
"I don’t argue with dead men."
Elder Wang’s face contorted in rage. "You insolent brat! Out of respect for Princess Wan, I’ve been patient—but since you refuse reason, don’t blame us for acting!
Today, you’ll hand it over—willingly or by force!
Don’t think that immortal gourd of yours makes you invincible. I’ve already seen through it—it only absorbs elements of the Five Phases. It can’t touch us.
Everyone, attack! Slay this wretch!"
The crowd stirred, ready to strike.
"Keh keh keh…"
Gu Qingfeng burst into exhilarated laughter. "No more pretenses? Then neither will I!"
In an instant, his fair face twisted into a savage grin, his eyes freezing cold—filled with the disdain of a demon god.
He had changed—no, he had become a demon god!
"You ants! Who gave you permission to stand in my presence?!"
His roar shook heaven and earth, like the decree of a celestial emperor—absolute and inviolable.
Trillions of years of mana surged, endless demonic light erupted, and countless demonic phantoms chanted in worship. His aura, vast as an abyss, suppressed the nine heavens, distorting time and space, as if the world itself would collapse.
BOOM—!
The Taiyi Secret Realm, standing for hundreds of millions of years, trembled violently. The terrifying aura spread like the awakening of a primordial chaos fiend.
In that moment, the crowd’s faces paled. Only now did they realize what kind of horror they had provoked—or rather, what kind of demon they had awakened!
A pressure like ten thousand mountains crushed down. Bones cracked, followed by a series of thuds—knees hitting the ground.
The earth fractured under countless craters. These so-called righteous figures couldn’t even lift their proud heads under a wisp of Gu Qingfeng’s demonic might.
The weaker ones were flattened instantly, their bodies compressing, deforming—until they burst into bloody pulp!
Panic spread. No one had imagined that their united force, so imposing moments ago, would now be forced to their knees, unable to resist.
That aura was too terrifying—like staring into an abyss, their souls trembling.
They wanted to scream, to beg—but under the overwhelming pressure, they couldn’t even open their mouths. They clung to their last breath, as if exhaling would crush them entirely.
"Keh keh keh…" The nightmarish laughter resounded.
"What righteous men! What noble sects! You dare speak of justice? Of fairness?
I am the greatest justice, the greatest fairness in this world!
Because whatever I do is right! Anyone who dares say otherwise—dies!"
Whoosh!
Gu Qingfeng raised a hand, and Elder Wang—who had shouted the loudest—was yanked into his grip by the throat. The old man’s face twisted in agony, veins bulging, eyes filled with pure terror.
Holding him aloft, Gu Qingfeng sneered, "Old fool, you kept preaching fairness. So tell me now—what the hell is fairness?!"
"Cough…" Elder Wang’s face purpled, blood trickling from his lips. His last shred of survival instinct forced out a hoarse whisper:
"You… You are fairness… You are justice…"
"Ah!" Gu Qingfeng feigned enlightenment. "So this is what fairness is!"
"Old man, you truly live up to the saying—age brings wisdom! Your keen insight and vast knowledge are remarkable. A single conversation with you is worth ten years of study! To express my gratitude for your enlightenment, this Emperor has decided to bestow upon you the highest honor...
Merge with me! Heh heh heh..."
Suddenly, a terrifying suction force erupted from Gu Qingfeng's hand, and Elder Wang's expression twisted in horror as he desperately struggled against his fate.
"No!!"
Yet it was all in vain. His body withered at a visible pace, crumpling inward until it resembled nothing more than a wrinkled ball—like a vast sheet of A4 paper crumpled into a tight, lifeless mass.
A sinister laugh echoed through the air, clinging like an inescapable shroud of death over the hearts of those present.
The stench of urine began to spread—someone had pissed themselves in sheer terror.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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