Gu Qingfeng never expected it to be the Chongming Clan again!
It seems fate truly ties this emperor to the Chongming Immortal King!
The debt owed by the Divine Martial Marquis back then shall now be repaid by you, Yuwen Xiong!
......
Deep within the Seven Stars Immortal City, inside a magnificent palace.
The ruler of the Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom, the Quasi-Immortal King Gu Ruochen, sat loftily upon his dragon throne like a deity, his eyes blazing with immortal light as they burned with fury toward the distant figure of Yuwen Xiong.
He never imagined that a mere junior would dare to act so arrogantly, blatantly disregarding the city’s no-fly decree and piloting a treasure ship directly over the Seven Stars Immortal City.
This was nothing short of a slap to the face—utter disrespect toward him, a Quasi-Immortal King!
Yet, despite being capable of crushing this insignificant junior with a single finger, Gu Ruochen dared not strike.
Because he could not afford to provoke the Chongming Immortal King behind Yuwen Xiong.
Though the difference between an Immortal King and a Quasi-Immortal King was just a single word, the gap between them was as vast as heaven and earth.
Yuwen Xiong was the Chongming Immortal King’s most favored descendant, bearing the potential to become an Immortal King himself. If Gu Ruochen acted, the entire Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom might be wiped out in retaliation.
So he could only endure. Being humiliated by the Chongming Immortal King himself was one thing—after all, an Immortal King’s status was beyond question—but this was just a junior!
The best course of action now would be to send another junior to stop Yuwen Xiong. That way, no offense would be given, and he wouldn’t have to stoop to bullying a junior, losing face or angering the Chongming Immortal King.
But...
Gu Ruochen swept his gaze over his eleven royal sons and daughters and let out a sigh.
None of his children could compare to Yuwen Xiong. They wouldn’t last a single exchange against him—stepping forward would only bring humiliation.
At that moment, a young princess, looking no older than seventeen or eighteen, stood up indignantly. "Father, Yuwen Xiong is going too far! Let me teach him a lesson!"
Gu Ruochen turned to his youngest daughter, Gu Ling’er.
Though she was the youngest, she possessed the fearless courage of a newborn calf and exceptional talent, having already reached the Golden Immortal realm. But... an ordinary Golden Immortal was no match for a disciple of an Immortal King’s lineage.
"Ling’er, you’re no match for him."
Gu Ling’er bristled, her face red with anger. "Even if I’m not, I still have to go! Are we just going to let him trample all over the Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom?"
She made to charge out, but Gu Ruochen flicked his sleeve, trapping her within an immortal-light barrier.
"Father! Let me out! I have to teach him a lesson!"
Gu Ruochen shook his head. Though moved by his daughter’s filial devotion, as a father, how could he let her walk into certain defeat?
Gu Ling’er was fuming, her cheeks puffed up like steamed buns, her almond-shaped eyes blazing with fury as she glared at the arrogant Yuwen Xiong outside, shouting incessantly.
Yet, the next moment, her cries abruptly stopped.
After a brief pause, she let out an even louder shriek, her voice rising an octave higher—"Look! Someone’s intercepting Yuwen Xiong!!"
"What?!"
"Really?!"
All the princes, princesses, and even Gu Ruochen turned to look.
......
Aboard the massive treasure ship of the Chongming Clan.
The purple-robed Yuwen Xiong gazed down at the mortal masses below with an air of supremacy, a sense of towering pride swelling in his chest.
Just then, the woman nestled in his arms spoke softly, "Young Master, isn’t entering the city like this a bit too... high-profile? The Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom has always been neutral, and their no-fly rule has stood for tens of thousands of years. Since we’re guests here, shouldn’t we follow their customs?"
Yuwen Xiong chuckled. "Customs? A mere Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom dares to lecture me, Yuwen Xiong, about customs? Do they have the strength to enforce them?"
"But—"
"No buts."
With a wicked grin, Yuwen Xiong tightened his grip around the woman’s slender waist, pulling her flush against him as his roving hands began exploring.
The woman’s face flushed crimson, her body trembling. "D-Don’t... Young Master... there are too many people here..."
Yuwen Xiong shamelessly admired her curves and smirked. "You’re my woman. I’ll do as I please—who dares to say otherwise?"
"Kekeke... Young man, good things shouldn’t be kept to yourself. Let this emperor have a turn too."
A thunderous voice boomed across the sky.
Yuwen Xiong’s hands froze mid-action, his expression darkening. He had just finished posturing, and now someone had the gall to challenge him?
"Who?!" His eyes brimmed with boundless killing intent.
A streak of light shot up from the Seven Stars Immortal City, piercing the heavens and appearing before the Chongming Clan’s treasure ship in an instant.
The newcomer was none other than Gu Qingfeng!
His sudden appearance sent shockwaves through the city.
"Look! Someone’s actually blocking Yuwen Xiong’s treasure ship!"
"What?! How is that possible? Who has the guts?!"
"Is it the young master of another Immortal King’s faction?"
"No, that guy looks unfamiliar... and his cultivation... he seems like a mortal?"
The entire city witnessed the scene in disbelief.
That was the young master of the Chongming Clan—someone who flaunted the no-fly decree with impunity, leaving the Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom too intimidated to even protest.
Yet now, someone actually dared to stand in his way? Was this a death wish?
Yuwen Xiong’s cold gaze fixed on the uninvited guest. When he discerned the man’s cultivation level, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
"A mortal? Who sent you? What’s your purpose?"
In Yuwen Xiong’s mind, someone must have controlled this mortal to provoke him—otherwise, how could a mere mortal dare to challenge him?
Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal wouldn’t have the audacity!
"Kekeke... Brat, this emperor was enjoying a nice sunbath in the city, but then you had to park your broken ship right in the way. Tell me—don’t you deserve to die?"
The words left not just Yuwen Xiong stunned, but the entire city’s immortals as well.
Blocking... the sun was a death-worthy offense?!
Wasn’t this just too tyrannical?
Yuwen Xiong, who had spent years acting with absolute arrogance, was now meeting someone even more domineering than himself.
His expression grew colder. He was now certain—someone was behind this mortal, using him to provoke a reaction.
Engaging with the mortal would only make him lose face, no matter the outcome.
With a cold snort, he declared, "Where did this lunatic come from? Die!"
The moment he spoke—
Yuwen Xiong raised a finger, immortal light blazing at its tip as a terrifying surge of energy shot straight at Gu Qingfeng.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
【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.)
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.”
