Meanwhile, at the Super Martial Alliance headquarters—
"Detecting monster energy signatures now..."
In the command center, the staff stared at the energy readings from the smaller monster that had just appeared, their faces filled with shock. "Level ten?!"
"What?!" Minister Shen and the others were equally stunned. "A Level Ten monster?"
While Level Ten monsters could still be handled by military drones, super martial artists were already completely useless against them!
"How many days has it been? Monsters are already reaching Level Ten..." Minister Shen's throat tightened, his expression grim.
Though super martial artists were leveling up faster too, it seemed they couldn’t keep up with the monsters' evolution speed at all!
"What do we do? Rely entirely on modern weaponry?" Minister Shen frowned deeply, still convinced that depending on military firepower would result in far greater direct losses and collateral damage compared to deploying super martial artists.
"It's attacking."
On the screen, the monster spewed blue lasers from its mouth, only for Ye Chuan to effortlessly block them.
"He’s unharmed?!" Just as many gasped in disbelief, Ye Chuan raised his hand and fired an even more powerful laser, instantly obliterating the monster’s body.
"One-shot? He one-shot it?!" Minister Shen was floored.
Just how strong are you?!
Were they, the old guard, already falling behind the pace of everyone else’s evolution?
Witnessing a Level Ten monster had already shocked Minister Shen and the veterans who’d long believed Level Nine was the peak. But seeing Ye Chuan casually annihilate it felt surreal.
"Minister, should we still notify the super martial artists to head over?" a staff member asked.
Minister Shen fell into heavy silence.
Would it even matter?
Against a Level Ten monster, sending super martial artists would be no different than delivering free experience points.
"No need." Minister Shen sighed, about to say more when he noticed the spatial rift on the screen begin to swirl with violent winds, its eerie blue glow shifting to blood-red.
"What?!"
"Detecting rift energy fluctuations—far exceeding Level Ten!" The staff’s report sent Minister Shen’s heart plummeting.
Especially when a beast several times larger than the last emerged, he cried out in disbelief, "Th-That… was the earlier monster its child?!"
Identical in appearance, differing only in size, it was impossible not to suspect a connection between this colossal creature and the smaller one.
"Detecting monster energy now..."
The staff member’s voice trembled. "Level… Twenty."
Level Twenty.
An unfamiliar, terrifying rank that suffocated the room in an instant.
Level Twenty—what kind of concept was that?
"At this level, drones are useless. We’ll need heavy firepower..." Cold sweat drenched Minister Shen’s forehead. Spatial rifts had appeared worldwide, yet a Level Twenty monster had spawned in their country.
"No time—send reinforcements to Ye Chuan immediately!" Minister Shen barked. Priorities no longer mattered; this monstrosity had to be eliminated before it could wreak havoc.
A Level Twenty kaiju!
But just then, Ye Chuan moved on the screen.
He simply raised his arm again, unleashing another blinding blue laser. The monster disintegrated instantly, not even given a chance to roar.
Minister Shen and the others: "..."
Wait.
Something’s off here.
The space before Ye Chuan was empty. If not for the scattered monster remains on the ground, no one would believe the towering beast had just been one-shot again.
Still hovering mid-air, Ye Chuan gazed down at the rift. "Kill the small one, the big one comes. Kill the big one… shouldn’t the old one show up next?"
The rift pulsed with crimson light, but no stronger monster emerged—just another at the Crystal Realm level.
With his stacked attributes, even creatures of the same realm stood no chance against Ye Chuan.
Pathetic.
"You think I spent all that money for nothing?" Ye Chuan scanned the rift as yet another Godzilla-like beast emerged, radiating Crystal Realm energy and sharing the same lineage as the previous two.
Catching the scent of blood, the beast roared at Ye Chuan.
The sound was so terrifying it rattled windows miles away!
A family reunion?
"Then let’s send the whole family off together. Shaking my house like that—consider it mercy if I don’t grind your ashes to dust." Calmly, Ye Chuan extended his hand once more.
"Time to hang you all out to dry."
Another demonic beam erupted, vaporizing the beast in an instant.
Unbeknownst to him, amid the explosion, an egg-like object tumbled out of the rift, rolling into a dark alley.
It wobbled a few times before settling against a wall, as if hiding.
"Oi, you really think you can escape my senses?"
Ye Chuan’s voice cut through the air as he teleported into the alley via spatial jump. Nothing slipping out of the rift could evade his divine awareness.
"Bzzzt—" The egg, seemingly sentient, emitted a glow and fired a beam at Ye Chuan.
"Tch. So young, yet already so cunning. Annihilate it." The light fizzled uselessly against his magic immunity. Just as Ye Chuan raised his hand, he paused.
Hmm…
A monster egg might have higher research value, no?
"You’re not the same species as those three, are you? Weird. Were they just decoys for you?" Ye Chuan mused.
The egg, as if understanding him, suddenly rolled away, darting deeper into the alley!
"Heh. Roll away all you want—you’ve got my attention now." With a snap of his fingers, Ye Chuan’s telekinesis locked onto the egg, lifting it into the air.
A slight mental nudge brought the egg floating before him.
One meter long, its surface resembled cracked lava rock.
"Interesting." Ye Chuan tapped the egg, then tried stuffing it into his inventory.
No response.
"Guess not." He levitated the strange egg and, like a bowling ball, hurled it into the distance.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The egg knocked over a row of abandoned trash cans.
"Strike."
Ye Chuan grinned, summoning the egg back with a wave.
"!!!!!" Furious at being used as a bowling ball, the egg’s cracks pulsed with red light.
"Tiny but feisty." Ye Chuan glanced at the shrinking rift, then left with the egg in tow.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.”
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!"
