“Your Devouring Demon Body is indeed powerful, but your strength is too weak. You can only devour a single Blood Divine Son and are far from capable of devouring the Blood Demon. Don’t think that just because you now possess strength comparable to a grandmaster, you can underestimate the Blood Demon.
The Blood Demon’s power is unfathomable. He is not only above the grandmaster level but has even touched the realm of gods.”
“What lies beyond the grandmaster realm?” Gu Qingfeng, having finally found someone knowledgeable, naturally wanted to ask for clarity.
“Beyond the grandmaster realm is the Dragon Transformation stage, a leap in the hierarchy of life. Once you undergo Dragon Transformation, it’s akin to being reborn.”
Gu Qingfeng was startled: “Dragon Transformation? Does that mean one turns into a dragon?”
It seems I can restore the noble identity of being a descendant of dragons.
Demon Pu shook his head: “Dragon Transformation doesn’t mean turning into a dragon. It’s a metaphor for evolution. A martial artist who reaches the Dragon Transformation stage is comparable to a humanoid dragon and possesses various unimaginable traits. Right now, your level is too low, and knowing these things too early won’t benefit you.”
“Then what is the realm of gods?”
“I don’t know. I only know that the realm of gods is called the Divine Realm. Those who reach the Divine Realm are akin to terrestrial immortals, mysterious and unfathomable.
However, gods only exist in legends. From ancient times to the present, there has been no record of anyone reaching such a level. It’s even uncertain whether gods truly exist in this world. That’s the realm the Blood Demon has been desperately seeking.
So now you understand the strength of the Blood Demon, right? That kind of power is far beyond your ability to handle. Unless you grow stronger, perhaps you might stand a chance, but the Blood Demon won’t give you the time to grow.”
“The Blood Demon is that strong!” Gu Qingfeng exclaimed in surprise.
Hearing Gu Qingfeng’s astonishment, Demon Pu, fearing that he might be discouraged, quickly added: “Although the Blood Demon is powerful, don’t lose heart. As long as you follow my plan, you can completely eliminate the Blood Demon.”
In truth, Demon Pu’s worry was unnecessary. Gu Qingfeng wasn’t concerned at all; instead, he was excited. He suddenly felt that whether he could become a god in the future depended on how formidable the Blood Demon was.
“Enough beating around the bush. What’s your plan?”
“For now, I can only tell you the first step of the plan. The rest can’t be revealed until we’ve established a preliminary foundation of cooperation.”
“Then tell me the first step.”
“The first step is to use your Devouring Demon Body to devour the Blood Divine Son before the Blood Demon does, thereby greatly weakening the Blood Demon’s power.
I’ll provide you with the locations of the Blood Divine Sons I know and secretly hinder the Blood Demon Cult’s search for them. The rest is up to you.
Now, I’ll give you the location of the first Blood Divine Son, which is also the closest and easiest one to obtain.”
“Where is it?”
“Wutong Prefecture, Demon Suppression Bureau, Demon Suppression Prison, third floor,” Demon Pu said solemnly.
Damn, the treasure is in my own backyard?
Gu Qingfeng was stunned. What a coincidence!
“The third floor of the Demon Suppression Prison is the most secretive place in the Demon Suppression Bureau, filled with layers of restrictions. Only the Heaven-rank Demon Eliminator, Li Qianren, can enter. How am I supposed to get in?”
Demon Pu didn’t respond but instead took out a blood-red dandelion from his pocket and handed it to Gu Qingfeng: “This dandelion was taken from my body. It can help you break through the restrictions.”
Gu Qingfeng stared at the seemingly ordinary dandelion in his hand, puzzled: “I’ve heard that the restrictions on the third floor of the Demon Suppression Prison can’t even be broken by multiple grandmasters working together. Can a single dandelion really open it?”
Demon Pu smiled faintly: “Just because grandmasters can’t break it doesn’t mean those above the grandmaster level can’t.”
Gu Qingfeng’s eyes widened in shock: “Are you above the grandmaster level? At the Dragon Transformation stage?”
“Correct,” Demon Pu finally regained a hint of his initial pride.
“Then what’s your Yin Domain?”
“I don’t have a Yin Domain.”
Gu Qingfeng was even more astonished: “You don’t have a Yin Domain, yet you’re the boss? How do the Shadow Demon and Mirror Demon submit to you?”
“No matter how strange a Yin Domain is, it can be shattered with a single punch. If not, then two punches. True power lies within oneself. You’ll understand when you reach the Dragon Transformation stage.
Enough chit-chat. I don’t have much time to stay out. Let me explain the specific details of entering the third floor of the Demon Suppression Prison.”
And so, the two began discussing the plan over tea.
Meanwhile, an unexpected visitor arrived in Wutong Prefecture that day.
High in the sky, a cold and aloof man stood with his hands behind his back, riding a majestic and enormous eagle as it soared through the heavens.
He wore a white robe, and an ancient sword was strapped to his back. His snow-white garments fluttered in the wind as he gazed down at Wutong Prefecture from above, like an immortal surveying the mortal world.
Suddenly, the aloof man felt a warmth in his chest. He took out a Bloodline Pearl from his pocket and saw that it was glowing brightly, seemingly pointing in a direction.
A faint smile finally appeared on the man’s face: “The descendant of the Sinful Bloodline, I’ve finally found you.”
With that, he guided the majestic eagle to follow the direction indicated by the Bloodline Pearl.
The aloof man was named Gu Yang, a member of the younger generation of the Gu family, one of the four great families of the capital. Before the age of thirty, he had already reached the Tough Qi Realm. Though he had only recently broken through to the first level of the Tough Qi Realm, his superior bloodline awakening made him capable of defeating even third-level Tough Qi Realm martial artists in combat.
Among the younger generation in the capital, he was a renowned figure.
Gu Yang was not only talented but also extremely diligent in his cultivation, earning him a reputation as a cultivation fanatic. This time, if it weren’t for the orders of the Gu family head, he would never have abandoned his training to come to this godforsaken place to search for some so-called descendant of the Sinful Bloodline.
Especially one with such a low-level bloodline awakening.
In his opinion, such trash didn’t deserve to return to the family. It would be better for them to live and die on their own. Unfortunately, the family head wouldn’t allow the bloodline to be lost.
Now, Gu Yang only hoped that this trash wouldn’t test his limited patience and would obediently follow him back to the family. Otherwise, he’d have no choice but to break their legs and drag them back.
......
Gu Qingfeng and Demon Pu were deep in discussion about the plan to devour the Blood Divine Son when suddenly, Demon Pu frowned and silently stared at the distant sky.
Gu Qingfeng, slightly puzzled, asked: “What’s wrong?”
“Someone’s coming, and they’re here for you.”
Gu Qingfeng was even more surprised: “Here for me?”
He focused his senses, and after a moment, he finally detected it—there was indeed someone riding a mount flying through the sky.
“There is someone, but how do you know they’re here for me?”
“Because I sense the same dragon bloodline in him as in you. He must be a member of your clan.”
This made Gu Qingfeng even more curious. So, he wasn’t an orphan after all—there were still members of his clan alive.
As he pondered this, a sharp eagle cry echoed from the distance.
Immediately after, a fierce wind arose, and a majestic eagle, as large as a small plane, descended from the sky. On the eagle’s back, a cold and aloof man looked down at Gu Qingfeng and Demon Pu with a haughty gaze.
“Which one of you is surnamed Gu?”
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.)
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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.”
