"I'm such a fool, truly..."
"I knew he wasn't simple, yet I still dared to negotiate with him..."
"Gone... everything's gone..."
Han Qianxue drifted back to the Qingyun Continent in a daze.
The moment she arrived, her delicate frame shuddered violently!
Surprise?
What the hell kind of surprise is this?!
What the hell kind of goddamn surprise is this?!
"Qingyun! Why are you so weakened?! Half your origin essence is missing!"
Buzz... buzz...
The heavens trembled faintly as the weakened voice of the Qingyun Heavenly Dao echoed:
"Young Mistress, it's alright. As long as you've returned, half my origin is a small price to pay."
Pfft—
Her already bleeding heart felt as if it had been stabbed again. Clutching her chest, Han Qianxue gasped heavily:
"You just gave it to him because he asked?! Even if you refused, he wouldn’t have harmed me! Qingyun, how could you be so blind?!"
The Qingyun Heavenly Dao stammered meekly:
"Young Mistress, I had no choice... He insisted..."
Han Qianxue: "......"
Fine. She couldn’t blame Qingyun.
That bastard was a monster. Even she couldn’t resist him—if he demanded it, Qingyun had no choice but to comply.
After a long silence, the utterly exhausted Han Qianxue waved her hand weakly.
"I'm tired. I need to retreat and recover. Where’s Su Xixi? Have her—... Hm?"
"Wait! Where are Lv Ziqiao and Yang Yuan? Why aren’t they guarding the immortal manor? Where have they all gone?!"
Her pupils shrank as she stared at the sky in panic, her heart leaping into her throat.
After a pause, the Qingyun Heavenly Dao sighed faintly:
"Yes... They were all taken by him."
BOOM!
Han Qianxue felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her mind, leaving her soul charred and tenderized.
Her lips trembled as she refused to believe it:
"You're lying, aren’t you? Tell me it’s not true!"
The Qingyun Heavenly Dao remained silent, replaying the scene instead.
In the vision, the Halberd Immortal Lv Ziqiao, disheveled and radiating peak aura, knelt frantically before a shadowy figure wielding a massive halberd:
"Many thanks for your guidance, Senior! This Lv has wandered half a lifetime, lamenting that I never met a true master. If you’ll have me, I vow to serve at your side!"
Su Xixi, an early-stage True Immortal in dark robes, frowned and rebuked softly:
"Ziqiao, his intentions are unclear! Are you betraying the High Island Immortal Manor? Betraying Immortal Venerable Qianxue?"
Beside her, the peak Pseudo-Immortal spear-wielder Yang Yuan added:
"Ziqiao, we’re sworn brothers. I know you’re excited, but listen to me—don’t act rashly. Think carefully."
Lv Ziqiao fell silent, torn between loyalty and opportunity.
On one side, the immortal sanctuary that had granted him his Pseudo-Immortal breakthrough. On the other, the mysterious expert who had enlightened his path. Should he abandon his roots for the Dao, or forsake advancement for gratitude?
He already knew his choice—but he couldn’t voice it.
"Enough nonsense. None of you are leaving!"
Chen Yi wasn’t one for pleasantries.
With a sweep of his hand, he captured High Island’s True Immortal and eighteen Pseudo-Immortals in one fell swoop!
Watching this, Han Qianxue’s eyes nearly split from rage.
"Bastard! Bastard! BASTARD!!!"
"Six thousand years of effort—wiped out in an instant!"
"How dare you steal what’s mine without even a thank you?! Of all the cursed luck to cross paths with you, I swear to—!!!"
Yet the projection continued.
After abducting her followers, the shadowy figure stretched out a hand and demanded:
"Give me your origin essence. I’ll release your Young Mistress shortly... Don’t worry, I never lie. If I say I’ll free her, I will free her!"
"Fine, just 40%. Any more would cripple you, and recovery would take too long..."
"Relax, endure it. I’ll leave protective measures behind. Once your Young Mistress returns to stabilize the laws, all will be well. Tell her to cultivate more talents—consider this a loan. I’ll repay it someday!"
"Be good now..."
Han Qianxue couldn’t bear to watch any longer. Smashing the projection apart, she howled at the sky:
"AAAAAH!!!"
"That ANIMAL!!! He’s a goddamn ANIMAL!!!"
The Qingyun Heavenly Dao trembled, not daring to make a sound.
Soon after, having vented her fury, Han Qianxue felt only emptiness.
Her Dao heart was hollow, directionless.
Her chat group was hacked. Her home was ransacked. Her people were gone... What else could she do?
Nothing.
Thankfully, her Dao heart was resilient. Refusing to collapse, she steeled herself to first restore Qingyun’s vitality before planning her next move.
But when she returned to High Island’s depths and saw the plundered immortal veins—now completely drained—she paused... then suddenly laughed.
"Heh... hehehe... Not a single drop left... HAHAHAHA...!"
Sometimes, when pushed beyond despair, laughter comes unbidden. As Han Qianxue laughed, tears welled in eyes that hadn’t shed them for millennia—and her long-strained back finally snapped.
......
Wealth favors the bold, and horses grow fat on midnight oats!
Where Immortal Venerable Qianxue stumbles, the Calamity Sovereign feasts!
Chen Yi, thoroughly pleased, guided his Chaos avatar—still dripping with spoils—back to the Dreamweave Secret Realm. There, he tossed the "recruits" from Qingyun into trials.
They were still unruly, blind to his "kind intentions." A bit of tempering was needed before they could be put to work on the Purple Star Continent.
Meanwhile, the True Immortal-grade Heavenly Dao essence extracted from Qingyun required refinement. Only after smoothing its jagged edges could the Purple Star Heavenly Dao devour it without choking.
After delegating tasks, Chen Yi made his usual rounds—checking the progress of his group members and forty-five peak Unity Realm cultivators, tweaking their challenges as needed—before withdrawing his focus.
Calmly, he logged into Han Qianxue’s chat account.
The main work group lay silent.
But the private group buzzed fervently—barely discussing Han Qianxue’s disappearance.
The hot topic? The beta team’s departure for the Immortal Realm!
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!"
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."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
