Whoosh!
A dazzling sword light flashed, like a series of brilliant divine rainbows.
Sharp, radiant, and blazing, it exuded an aura that sent chills down one's spine.
When this sword strike landed, it was as if an immortal had danced with the blade, illuminating the mortal world.
A muffled grunt echoed from the distant void—it was the Divine Martial Marquis.
But the Divine Martial Marquis was as stubborn as a mule. If you told him not to speak, he’d insist on doing the opposite!
His thought process was simple: If I can’t have Gu Qingfeng, then neither can you, Yan Jingyun!
The Star Extreme Immortal King wants to seize a body to recover from his injuries? Dream on!
Gritting his teeth through the pain, the Divine Martial Marquis shouted, "Gu Qingfeng, do you really think Yan Jingyun is here to save you? He’s here to capture you so the Star Extreme Immortal King can possess your body!
Your Star Demon Clan is ruthless—since when do they care about so-called ‘kin’? If you want to live, run as far as you—"
Splash!
Before he could finish, the surface of the starry river rippled, and a strikingly handsome figure eagerly leaped out of the water.
Divine Martial Marquis: "..."
"Are you out of your damn mind?! He’s going to possess you! Possess you!" The Divine Martial Marquis roared, veins bulging in fury.
Yan Jingyun, who had been about to strike, froze mid-motion, staring blankly at Gu Qingfeng emerging from the water.
"Shut your mouth, you little punk!" Gu Qingfeng suddenly bellowed. "This Emperor shares a bond deeper than blood with his kin! How could a cold-hearted wretch like you possibly understand?
Now that my kin is in trouble, what does it matter if I offer up this worthless body to save them?"
The Divine Martial Marquis felt as if something had lodged in his throat, choking off any further words.
His heart burned with frustration.
Why was it that despite all his efforts, he couldn’t capture Gu Qingfeng, yet the moment Yan Jingyun showed up, the man jumped out willingly—knowing full well he’d be possessed?!
Whoosh!
Yan Jingyun swung his sword again, sending a silver crescent of energy slashing toward the Divine Martial Marquis. Already disheartened, the marquis suffered another devastating blow.
This time, he didn’t utter a word—just slunk away like a beaten dog.
Yan Jingyun sheathed his sword and turned to Gu Qingfeng, about to speak, when a figure suddenly darted right up to him.
An impatient voice rang out: "When’s the possession happening? How’s my kin’s condition? Can he hold on? If not, let’s hurry—we can’t afford to delay!"
Yan Jingyun: "..."
"Well? Spit it out! If the Star Extreme Immortal King’s injuries worsen because of you, can you even take responsibility?" Gu Qingfeng pressed irritably.
Yan Jingyun: "..."
After a long silence, he finally managed, "This isn’t the place to talk. Let’s relocate."
With that, he raised his sword and slashed it across the ground, splitting the earth open into a bottomless chasm that swallowed them both.
In an instant, Gu Qingfeng felt as if he’d entered a tunnel of time—stars whirling, heaven and earth spinning.
When the disorientation faded, his vision cleared to reveal… a tree.
A towering, ancient tree, its branches stretching into the void like pillars holding up the sky. It was unimaginably vast—each leaf the size of a mountain range, blotting out the heavens.
Its massive boughs, resembling winding mountain ridges, were studded with countless shattered remnants of stars.
It looked as though the tree had weathered a storm of celestial bodies, each one embedded in its bark like arrows in a battlefield.
The sight was awe-inspiring.
Yan Jingyun spoke calmly from beside him, "This is the Starry Sky Ancient Tree. It’s—"
"Who gives a damn about a tree?! Where’s my kin? Where’s the Star Extreme Immortal King?!"
Yan Jingyun was rendered speechless—again.
Most people would be awestruck by such a magnificent sight, wouldn’t they?
Yet here was Gu Qingfeng, singularly obsessed with getting possessed.
"The Immortal King is within the Starry Sky Ancient Tree."
"What?! Perfect!" Gu Qingfeng’s face lit up with joy, as if reuniting with a long-lost loved one.
He immediately flew up into the tree, frantically searching for traces of his "kin."
"Star Extreme Immortal King! This Emperor has come to save you! I heard you’re gravely injured, on the verge of collapse? Well, take a look at this body—prime condition! Every woman I’ve been with can vouch for it. Come out and possess me already!"
Yan Jingyun: "..."
Just then, a stunningly beautiful woman in ornate palace robes materialized from the void.
"Jingyun, is this His Majesty’s kin?"
Hearing her voice, Yan Jingyun stiffened, then immediately dropped to one knee in salute. "Reporting to Concubine Luo, yes, this is the one."
Concubine Luo studied Gu Qingfeng, who was still hopping around the tree like a madman, and frowned. "What is he doing?"
"Uh…" Yan Jingyun struggled to explain. "He’s… looking for the Immortal King."
"Oh?" A hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. "Why?"
"He… he wants His Majesty to possess him."
Concubine Luo: "..."
The two exchanged a glance, then fell into mutual silence.
After a long while, Gu Qingfeng gave up his fruitless search and descended.
"Yan Jingyun, where the hell is the Star Extreme Immortal King hid—"
His words cut off as he noticed the elegant, dignified woman beside Yan Jingyun.
"And who might this beauty be?"
Yan Jingyun snapped, "Mind your manners! This is Concubine Luo, His Majesty’s most favored consort."
"Most favored?" Gu Qingfeng smirked. "Funny, I heard that title belonged to the Divine Martial Marquis’s sister."
Yan Jingyun’s face paled. Concubine Luo’s expression turned icy.
"How dare you spout such—"
"Enough, Jingyun." Concubine Luo cut him off. "So you are His Majesty’s kin?"
Gu Qingfeng shook his head. "Family."
She ignored the correction. "You’re right. The Divine Martial Marquis’s sister, Concubine Ling, was indeed His Majesty’s most favored consort. But do you know why His Majesty ended up in this state?"
"I don’t care. I just want to know where my kin is."
Beneath her sleeves, Concubine Luo’s delicate fists clenched.
She took a deep breath and continued as if he hadn’t spoken.
"His Majesty’s downfall was entirely Concubine Ling’s doing!
That vile woman exploited His Majesty’s favor, poisoning him when he was weakest after surviving the Heavenly Tribulation!
Then she colluded with her clan to ambush him. That’s how we ended up here."
Gu Qingfeng paused. So that’s what happened. That little punk Divine Martial Marquis claimed the Star Extreme Immortal King killed his sister—but hell, if she poisoned him, what did he expect? To let her live until spring?
"What a venomous witch! How dare she harm my kin like this! Pity she’s already dead—if she weren’t, I’d tear her corpse to shreds!" Gu Qingfeng snarled.
Concubine Luo gazed at Gu Qingfeng, the genuine emotions in his eyes feeling utterly surreal to her.
Because she faintly sensed that Gu Qingfeng seemed even more furious than she had been upon learning of Concubine Ling's poisoning.
But the problem was—shouldn't you and the Star Extreme Immortal King have never met before?
【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.)
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.”
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!
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?
