【Absorbing the soul of a Spirit Transformation realm cultivator—host’s artifact attributes increased by 40%.】
"Hehehe, not bad. A fresh, powerful soul." Ye Chuan smirked as he observed the distorted expression of the Ice Sect Master trapped within his Soul Banner.
"Hehehe..."
The crowd stood in stunned silence, their eyes wide with disbelief as they stared at Ye Chuan. They had expected a fierce battle between two Spirit Transformation realm experts—one that might have reduced the royal capital of the Western Luo Kingdom to rubble.
But…
The Ice Profound Palace’s sect master had just… died?
If not for the sight of Bing Aotian’s soul now serving as a primary spirit within Ye Chuan’s banner, none of them would have believed such an absurd outcome.
Yet now, from the king down to the lowest minister, no one dared approach. The eerie "hehehe" laughter, coupled with Ye Chuan’s strange yellow robes, sent chills down their spines.
A demonic cultivator—this was a demonic cultivator!
"Immortal Master!" Finally, Ademi took a deep breath and stepped forward, dropping to her knees before Ye Chuan. "Thank you for intervening once again!"
She then kowtowed repeatedly, her forehead striking the floor with audible thuds.
Seeing this, the other ministers scrambled to follow suit, kowtowing frantically. Survival was paramount—if this terrifying demonic cultivator was pleased, perhaps their lives would be spared.
"Hm?" Ye Chuan had been absorbed in savoring his newfound power, but the sight of the ministers, the princess, and even the king prostrating themselves gave him pause.
"Enough. I have little interest in the lives of mortals," he waved dismissively. "Besides, that… what’s-her-name… Ademi has some connection to me."
The ministers exhaled in relief, immediately launching into a torrent of flattery.
"Peerless among men!"
"The greatest of demonic cultivators!"
Every possible compliment was hurled at Ye Chuan.
Uninterested, Ye Chuan simply plopped onto the throne, crossing his legs lazily. Propping his chin on one hand, his gaze swept over the crowd before settling on Ademi.
"Come. Give me a shoulder rub."
Cang Wu’s lips parted as if to protest, but in the end, he could only watch silently as Ademi hurried over and began massaging Ye Chuan’s shoulders.
A useless bodyguard.
"Immortal Master, does this feel alright?" Ademi’s voice was soft, carrying an innate allure—her Heavenly Profound Yin Body made even her simplest words intoxicating.
"My payment. Spirit stones and spirit crystals—hand them over," Ye Chuan demanded.
"O-of course! Though… our treasury may not have much that would interest you," Ademi admitted awkwardly.
While the Western Luo Kingdom was wealthy by mortal standards, its treasures—gold, jewels, and the like—held no value for cultivators. Many even scorned such trinkets.
"Just bring them. It’s part of our deal," Ye Chuan said.
"Right away!"
The king immediately ordered guards to fetch the treasures, presenting Ye Chuan with an inventory scroll.
The ministers, meanwhile, couldn’t help but feel they’d traded one predator—Bing Aotian—for another.
"Hmm…" Ye Chuan skimmed the list. "Pathetic. Barely any spirit stones."
The remark drew uneasy silence—most of their spirit stone reserves had already been drained by the Nascent Soul realm experts they’d employed.
"Immortal Master, if you’re willing… my body could—" Ademi’s voice grew quieter, her cheeks flushing.
Ye Chuan glanced at her. "You’d be fine with that?"
Ademi bit her lip. "If you drive away the remaining Ice Profound Palace disciples… I would serve you."
"Your Highness?!" Cang Wu blurted out in shock.
"Drive them out?" For Ye Chuan, it was a trivial task. As for Ademi’s Heavenly Profound Yin Body…
His gaze flicked between her and Cang Wu. The bodyguard’s unwavering loyalty, the way he’d risked his life for her—clearly, there was something between them.
"Annoying." Ye Chuan yawned, then turned to Cang Wu. "What? A mere guard dares object?"
Cang Wu stiffened, quickly bowing his head. "I wouldn’t dare, Immortal Master."
Ye Chuan’s hand slid to Ademi’s waist. The princess tensed but said nothing.
"Relax. I’m not interested." Ye Chuan released her with a smirk. His cultivation speed didn’t require any "Yin Body" assistance.
Besides, he’d been drained enough already.
"Just pick out some jewelry and robes for me."
His unexpectedly modest demand left everyone stunned. After a beat, they erupted in gratitude.
"Immortal Master’s mercy is boundless!"
Ye Chuan raised a hand, and shadows coalesced around him. The monstrous figures that materialized in the hall sent a ripple of fear through the crowd.
"Go."
At his command, the shadowy avatars vanished in blurs.
Now at the Spirit Transformation realm, Ye Chuan’s avatars shared his power. Though they couldn’t wield complex techniques, their sheer stats and magic resistance made slaughtering those "ants"—mere Foundation and Crystal Core realm cultivators—laughably easy.
"Della, remember to harvest for me." Ye Chuan tossed his Soul Banner to the armored knight beside him.
Della, the Endbringer Knight, responded with a metallic creak, tilting her helmeted head. The violet flames within her visor burned brighter.
"Collect souls," Ye Chuan clarified when she didn’t react.
Della nodded, gripping her warhammer in one hand and the banner in the other, then marched off to automate Ye Chuan’s "soul farming."
Against the avatars, the Ice Profound Palace’s disciples stood no chance. Like elephants trampling ants, the battle ended in breaths.
Perched high above, Della swung the banner vigorously, sucking in one soul after another.
"Time to visit the Ice Profound Palace." After packing the kingdom’s "payment" and declining the king’s banquet invitation, Ye Chuan prepared to leave.
With their sect master dead, the palace’s resources were ripe for the taking. Why let others waste them when he could claim everything?
"Immortal Master!" Ademi called out just as he was about to teleport away.
Ye Chuan paused, glancing back.
Ademi clutched her skirt nervously. "You’ve helped me so much… I don’t know how to repay you."
She hesitated, then whispered, "Am I… not attractive enough?"
Ye Chuan chuckled, pinching her cheek before giving her "schoolbag" a playful squeeze. "You’re plenty attractive."
"But I prefer strong women."
With that, he vanished, leaving Ademi blushing and lost in thought.
【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.)
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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!"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
