Stumbling to find his footing, the Duke of Storms hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and bowed in apology, Please forgive my loss of composure, Lord Xi Xi.
The usually composed Duke of Storms simply could not maintain his calm in front of Ye Chuan.
After all, having a tenth-tier legendary grand magus standing right before him was like being in the presence of an unstable nuclear bomb.
No one knew what the other party might do next.
Fortunately, it seemed Ye Chuan was aiming to deal with the Demon King.
Yet, his heart continued to pound wildly.
The man before him was an ancient legend. If he was truly dead set on using extreme methods to force the birth of a Hero, no one in the entire continent of Aether could stop him.
Ye Chuan did not dwell on the joke any longer. Leaning back in his chair, he began to ponder the current deadlock.
The situation could not be clearer: the Demon King had used human breeding farms to strictly cap the human mortality rate, ensuring the world would never reach the threshold required to trigger the descent of a Hero.
To break this stalemate, there were only two paths.
Either forcefully breach all the breeding farms, trading mass deaths for the Hero's descent.
Or completely bypass this set of rules and find another way to harm the Demon King.
But the first path was fundamentally unfeasible.
Exactly how many of these breeding farms are there? Where are they located? Is there any way to pinpoint them all at once? Ye Chuan looked up at the Duke of Storms.
A bitter expression instantly washed over the Duke's face as he let out a heavy sigh, Lord Xi Xi, it is incredibly difficult. These breeding farms are scattered across every corner of the occupied territories.
Some are hidden thousands of meters underground, some are disguised as ordinary villages using illusion barriers, and others are built directly within the core districts of the demon race's main cities.
Ye Chuan stroked his chin.
Why did it feel like this Demon King had absolute defenses for everything?
It was as if he was playing on a New Game Plus.
The study fell into silence once again. Kalisia looked at the two men, sensibly keeping her mouth shut, not daring to make a sound to disturb them.
After a moment of silence, Ye Chuan suddenly looked up, shifting his line of thought, Since the path of the Hero's descent is a dead end for now, is there anything else that carries the origin power of a Hero? A holy relic that could allow someone to borrow this power even without a chosen Hero?
The Duke of Storms was momentarily stunned before explaining, Yes! My Lord, of course there is! The Church of Light enshrines the Sword of the Hero left behind by an ancient Hero!
It is the only holy relic in the entire Aether continent that carries the power of a Hero!
He added, However, this holy sword has a spirit of its own. Other than a true Hero chosen by the world's origin, no one can activate it.
For thousands of years, countless exceptionally gifted holy knights and grand magi have tried. Even His Holiness the Pope could only barely draw out a sliver of the light power from the blade, completely unable to unleash its true might.
Now, this sword can only be placed within the core grand formation of the Holy Mountain, acting as the array's energy core to barely power the barrier of the entire Holy Nation of Light. Other than that, it has no use.
Hearing this, a playful smile instantly tugged at the corners of Ye Chuan's mouth.
Oh my.
Playing with swords was right up his alley.
Whether or not he could activate it had never been a problem for him.
He could casually tamper with the laws of the Heavenly Dao; could a measly Sword of the Hero really stump him?
He could just toss it back into the furnace and reforge it.
If he could not handle the Hero, could he not at least handle a sword?
Even without the identity of a Hero, he could just rip the Hero's origin power right out of the sword and see if it could break the Demon King's system.
Ye Chuan stood up, Perfect. I will take a trip to the Holy Mountain to see this legendary holy sword.
Hearing this, the Duke of Storms immediately stood up, Lord Xi Xi, traveling to the Holy Mountain requires crossing tens of thousands of miles of demon-occupied territory. Along the way, there are not only countless demon soldier strongholds but also several Demon Generals standing guard. It is fraught with danger...
But quickly, the Duke of Storms came to his senses.
Who was Xi Xi?
A legendary grand magus who could wipe out tens of thousands of demon soldiers with a wave of his hand. These would not be a problem, right?
Alright, I know what I am doing. Ye Chuan waved his hand, and the other man said no more.
With the matter settled, Ye Chuan did not linger. He bid the Duke of Storms farewell and turned to return to the VIP courtyard prepared for him.
He planned to log off and return to the real world first. He had been in this world for a while now, so he wanted to go back and check on things, memorize the map, and then head out.
Just as he was preparing to log off and leave, there was a soft knock on the courtyard door.
Come in, Ye Chuan said.
The door was cautiously pushed open, and Kalisia tiptoed in. Her small hands tightly gripped the hem of her skirt, and her delicate doll-like face was full of nervousness.
She quickly walked up to Ye Chuan and took a deep bow, her twin tails bobbing along with the motion.
Lord Xi Xi! The little girl looked up, her ruby-like eyes filled with earnestness and an almost devout adoration,
I... I want to learn magic from you! Please take me as your disciple!
Ye Chuan looked at the pretty pink-haired loli before him. Resting his face on one hand, he offered an unexpected smile.
He had not expected this little girl to actually want to become his disciple.
After all, he had already taken in a blue-haired one before.
He looked Kalisia up and down. This little girl had an extremely high affinity for the light element; she was great material for learning magic.
However, compared to Ye Chuan, she was still lacking a bit.
After all, Ye Chuan learned those spells relying on his system panel.
Not to mention, he could now cast spells just by speaking them.
"Taking on an apprentice, I don't have much interest in that." Ye Chuan watched the little girl's face instantly fall, the light in her eyes dimming, and couldn't help but add, "However, giving you a few pointers isn't a problem."
Kalisia instantly raised her head, her voice trembling: "Really?! Thank you, my Lord! Thank you!"
Ye Chuan smiled and shook his head, raising his hand and lightly pointing at Kalisia.
A soft, milky-white light instantly flew from his fingertip and merged into Kalisia's body.
The little girl only felt a warm power instantly sweep through her entire body.
In just a few short seconds, Kalisia's cultivation level broke straight through from a Tier 2 Mage, firmly reaching the level of a Tier 4 Grand Mage!
The little girl froze in place, feeling the endlessly surging magic power within her body. She was completely dumbfounded.
What was going on?
How did her magic power suddenly become so strong?
She had dreamed of becoming stronger. Being casually pointed at by the legendary Lord and crossing two major realms was something she wouldn't have even dared to imagine before.
"This... this is..."
"Don't get too excited. I just helped you straighten out your magic circuits and lay a foundation, that's all." Ye Chuan casually tossed her a magic book from his backpack.
"Inside are my randomly pulled... ahem, compiled insights on magic, as well as a few light spells suitable for you. Whether you can fully comprehend them and how far you can go will depend on your own fortune."
Kalisia took the notes with trembling hands, as if holding the most precious holy relic in the world.
"Thank you, my Lord! Thank you! I will definitely train diligently and will never let down your guidance!"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
] [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!"
