Seeing the man covered in flames approaching them, the girls' faces turned deathly pale. They immediately cried out, "Y-you Super Martial Alliance warriors aren’t allowed to attack civilians! The Alliance will punish you!"
"Alliance? Super Martial warriors?" The man scoffed disdainfully. "I have the blessing of [Heat Weapon Immunity]. I don’t give a damn about your so-called Super Martial warriors—even the military can’t touch me."
Grabbing one of the girls by the wrist, he yanked her toward him. "Come on, let’s find somewhere fun to go."
"Wait, no—you must know where the nice hotels are, right?"
"Or we could just stay here."
"L-let me go!" The girl struggled, but it was futile. She was even punched several times, her face now smeared with blood. The man’s companions watched the scene with amusement, as if this were nothing out of the ordinary—or perhaps they were just desensitized.
"Kevin, we’re heading somewhere else," one of them called out. "We’re having a competition to see who can kill the most people. Wanna join?"
"Nah, you guys have fun. Just meet up at the passage later." The man named Kevin dragged the girl along, but just as he was about to leave, he noticed someone blocking his path.
"Stop right there!" A sharp voice rang out. Kevin looked up and saw a girl around fifteen or sixteen years old.
She wore a school uniform, her slightly long, fluffy hair framing a round face that was puffed up in anger.
"What, who gave you the guts to stand in my way?" Kevin sneered, barely giving her a second glance.
"Let her go. You’ve violated the laws of the Super Martial Alliance!" the girl declared.
Kevin burst into laughter. "Hahaha! What kind of joke is that? I just wiped the floor with your so-called Alliance."
Not sensing any power from the girl, he curled his finger mockingly. "Come on, if you’ve got the guts. Big bro will show you a good time."
The girl didn’t respond. Instead, she pulled a small metal box from her pocket.
"Transform." She slapped it against her waist, and in an instant, her body was encased in silver armor.
[Armor Fusion]
A mechanical voice echoed as the girl donned the silver suit. With a metallic clank, she pointed at Kevin. "I won’t let you take her!"
"Oh?" Kevin eyed the armored girl, unfazed. "I’ve already run into a few of you transformable types today. But..."
"Your armor seems kinda weak, huh?"
The girl stiffened under her mask—he wasn’t wrong. Her armor was indeed the lowest tier. But despite her fear, she stood her ground.
"I-I’m not afraid of you!"
Kevin smirked, conjuring a massive fireball in his palm. The temperature around them spiked instantly.
"Then die with your scrap metal."
The blazing fireball shot straight at the armored girl!
"Wha—?!" Sensing the terrifying heat, she frantically drew her weapon to block.
Kevin and his companions watched with amusement, expecting her to melt on the spot. But instead, the fireball dissipated like it had hit water.
The armored girl blinked in confusion—only to realize a tall figure had appeared before her at some point, effortlessly dispersing the flames with a mere wave of his hand.
"Ah..."
The one who had intercepted the attack was none other than Ye Chuan. He glanced back at the stunned girl. "Not bad. Courageous, but reckless."
"Who are you?"
"Just a passerby." Ye Chuan’s gaze shifted to the arrogant man in the distance.
"[Player]?" His lips curled in amusement. Could these be the same kind as those from [Ghost Dorm]? They were called "players" too, weren’t they?
"Who the hell are you?" Kevin demanded, unnerved by how easily his attack had been nullified.
"Dad."
"[Dad]?"
"I’m your father. Don’t get it?" Ye Chuan asked.
Kevin finally realized he was being insulted. Shoving the girl aside, he erupted into a fiery blur, lunging at Ye Chuan with a roar. "I’ll kill you!"
Ye Chuan remained unfazed.
With a flick of his wrist, a massive black sword materialized in his grip.
A single slash—clean, effortless, as if slicing through water—passed through Kevin’s body without leaving a single wound.
Yet Kevin crumpled like a puppet with its strings cut, convulsing violently before his eyes rolled back and he went still.
What the—?!
The others stared in shock as Kevin dropped dead. Their eyes darted to the eerie sword in Ye Chuan’s hand.
"What the hell is that?!"
"Nothing special. Just a sword that ignores defense and cuts the soul directly." Ye Chuan glanced at Kevin’s lifeless body before stepping toward the remaining group.
"Talk. Which world did you come from?"
"I thought this was a reward dungeon for relaxation! What’s going on?" one of them panicked, turning to his companion.
"How should I know? This was supposed to be the easiest dungeon!"
"Attack together!"
Realizing they couldn’t just wait to die, two of them moved—but before they could act, Ye Chuan was already in front of them, gripping their throats in each hand.
Crack.
Without another word, he tossed their lifeless bodies aside like trash.
Everything happened too fast for the onlookers to process.
The last survivor—a woman—stared in horror. She couldn’t believe her comrades had been wiped out in seconds.
And why was there such a terrifying BOSS in this dungeon?!
Frantically, she glanced at the translucent window beside her and used an inspection skill on Ye Chuan.
[Unit: Ye Chuan
Level: 48
HP: 3,988,989
MP: ???
Variant BOSS unit of this world. Danger! Evacuate immediately!]
[Return?]
[Yes]
She tried to tap the button, but her body refused to move—as if weighed down by lead.
What’s happening?!
To her shock, she realized she was paralyzed. And now, Ye Chuan stood right before her. Worse, he seemed to notice something—his hand reached out and grabbed the window itself.
"Oh? You guys have this thing?" He smiled amiably.
"You can see it?!" she shrieked as he crushed the window in his grip.
"Just a little. Not much." With a slight squeeze, the window shattered into nothingness under her horrified gaze.
"Oops. Broke it. What a shame."
"You... y-y-you..." The woman's eyes were filled with terror.
"Enough with the 'you's. Let's have a proper talk," Ye Chuan said with a smile.
"We've got a long road ahead of us."
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.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
