[Team Assignment: Han Qianxue of High Island, your mission is to continuously clear the No. 11 Demon-Slaying Trial Ground within sixty hours, operating at full capacity during this period. The assistance provided to you includes: unlimited energy recovery, over-shield, damage immunity domain...]
The Demon-Slaying Trial Ground has no passive blessings from the Sifate, only various functional buffs—survival depends purely on skill and luck!
In other words, death is a real possibility in the Demon-Slaying Trial Ground. You either make it or you don’t. To exit the battle, you must first break free from the guarding war puppets and retreat to a safe zone before logging off!
"Me—no, wait, Han Qianxue is being sent to the No. 11 Demon-Slaying Trial Ground? Seriously?"
Chen Yi’s expression was rather peculiar.
The No. 11 Demon-Slaying Trial Ground was named "Blazing Sun," and its guardian war puppet, the Infernal Demon, was forged from fragments of solar essence—supremely yang and scorching. Those whose cultivation wasn’t up to par would melt just from getting close!
Though Han Qianxue was at the early-stage Celestial Immortal realm, her foundational Dao Domain was aligned with water and ice laws. Under the blazing radiance of the Infernal Demon army, her power would be suppressed by at least 30%, and she’d barely be able to utilize half of her full strength!
It wasn’t that she couldn’t win, but it would be extremely grueling—and with such a tight deadline, this was basically throwing her into the fire!
The most logical arrangement would’ve been sending her to the No. 7 Spirit Grove (ice counters wood) or at least the No. 9 Surging Waves (water clashes but also complements).
Yet, the big dumb dragon deliberately assigned Han Qianxue to the No. 11 Blazing Sun Demon-Slaying Trial Ground. Such an unreasonable arrangement—what, not even pretending anymore?
Trying to bait me into stepping in, huh?
Well, I won’t hold back then!
Chen Yi’s gaze darkened as he willed himself to log into the accounts of other moles.
The plan shared in the group chat was just a smokescreen deliberately released by the big dumb dragon—the real assignments were sent privately!
Xu Jinghong was an obvious case; the big dumb dragon hadn’t given him any task, only instructing him to stay low and keep an eye on Chen Yi.
But the other moles were different.
From the lowest-ranked "Transcending Tribulation Heavenly Venerable" Ye Chen, to the mid-tier "Cycle of Heavenly Dao" Yu Zian, and even the high-ranking "Escaped Salted Fish Rice" Chen Fusheng—these three represented the three tiers of the group. Even if the big dumb dragon had carefully split the plan, piecing together their individual tasks would reveal the overall strategy through sheer logic!
[One Sour Fish (Supreme and Unrivaled Peak Rank 1): Chen Fusheng (Peak Rank 12, Escaped Salted Fish Rice), your real mission is to cooperate with Jiang Yue (Peak Rank 9, Top Critic) and Chu Yunjin (Peak Rank 10, Eight Kidneys Supreme) in clearing the No. 8 Demon-Slaying Trial Ground. With all functional buffs active, ensure the trial ground operates at full capacity for 150 minutes!]
[One Sour Fish: Yu Zian (Peak Rank 18, Cycle of Heavenly Dao), your real mission is to lead Ji Fenxing (Peak Rank 19, God Passed By Here) and Pei Yanqiu (Peak Rank 20, Hard to Say Goodbye) in clearing the No. 7 Illusory Dream Secret Realm. With unlimited Sifate passive blessings, ensure the secret realm operates at full capacity for 150 minutes.]
[One Sour Fish: Ye Chen (Peak Rank 30, Transcending Tribulation Heavenly Venerable), your real mission is to cooperate with Xie Muli (Peak Rank 28, Wood Chills the Dusk) and Zhu Wujie (Peak Rank 29, God GG Boom) in clearing the No. 25 Raging Sun Secret Realm. With unlimited Sifate passive blessings, ensure the secret realm operates at full capacity for 150 minutes.]
"So the big dumb dragon’s real plan is to form three-person teams and focus on clearing select Demon-Slaying Trial Grounds and exorcism secret realms..."
"Excluding Han Qianxue and Xu Jinghong, the group only has ten Celestial Immortal-level members. Since the big dumb dragon is orchestrating this, only nine can be mobilized—meaning three Demon-Slaying Trial Grounds. The remaining eighteen Half-Step Celestial Immortals and True Immortals are only tackling six secret realms?"
"Big dumb dragon, are you trying to sacrifice the tail to save the body?"
"Hah, what a beautiful thought!"
Chen Yi’s eyes sharpened as he flicked his wrist, summoning forty-nine Chaos Colored Pearls. Through his clone anchors, they instantly teleported to the Azure Cloud Continent!
Xu Jinghong, who had been secretly observing, was stunned.
Others might not know, but he certainly did—each Chaos Colored Pearl was equivalent to one of Chen Yi’s clones!
A single clone only had early-stage True Immortal strength, but if three fused together, their power would skyrocket to mid-to-late-stage Celestial Immortal level!
And if nine fused... it would surpass even his late-stage Mystic Immortal strength, reaching a realm he couldn’t even comprehend!
But this time, Chen Yi had sent out forty-nine clones!!!
Give it up, Sour Fish—you can’t win this!
As if summoned by the thought, a covert message arrived from Sour Fish: "Old Xu, has Chen Yi made any unusual moves?"
Xu Jinghong immediately looked up at Chen Yi for confirmation. After receiving a nod, he replied: "He sent out one clone. Destination unknown, but I’m guessing it’s Han Qianxue’s world."
"Good brother, stay safe. Once I succeed, I’ll free you from his control!"
The little golden dragon was deeply moved.
Truthfully, it hadn’t fully trusted Old Xu—Chen Yi’s methods were well-documented, and it feared Old Xu might cave under pressure and defect. So, it had secretly used a Primordial Mark to read Old Xu’s memories.
To its surprise, everything Old Xu said was true!
He hadn’t lied!
Even at the risk of Chen Yi’s retaliation, he still sent word!
How could it have doubted him?!
Ah, it seems trust between people still exists...
Old Xu, hang in there. Once I escape this mess, I’ll take you to greater heights!
Chen Yi: "..."
You bought that?
I didn’t even have to try hard!
Well, the big dumb dragon is still the same big dumb dragon—slightly improved, but not enough to be a real concern.
Now, let’s see what Ling Xiao’s stance is!
Chen Yi’s gaze turned profound as he covertly observed Ling Xiao’s seemingly indifferent will through a clone lurking in the Primordial Creation Disk. At the same time, he activated Han Qianxue—the abandoned pawn of the group.
"Thanks for the special invite, to witness your betrayal. I keep reminding myself—don’t run away..."
In the desolate High Island Immortal Manor, Han Qianxue sat alone atop the spirit vein, her back to the world as she softly hummed a sorrowful tune.
You vile master of Group 108, you truly deserve death!
Stealing my account was bad enough, but why must you operate right in front of me?!
I can only watch helplessly as my friends and family in the group slide into the abyss. I’m useless...
"La la la~ He holds the invitation, drawing closer step by step, to that meticulously prepared scene. It should’ve been my moment, yet I’m just a guest..."
"Enough singing. If you don’t want the entire group wiped out, do as I say!"
Suddenly, a voice both familiar and unfamiliar rang out, followed by the appearance of a necklace of fifty-two Chaos-Colored Pearls, hovering and rotating eerily in midair.
Don’t ask why only forty-nine pearls were originally transmitted, yet fifty-two appeared in the end—of course, it was because three had been lying dormant beside Han Qianxue all along!
Han Qianxue froze for a moment, her fair cheeks flushing crimson in an instant.
She abruptly stood up, pointing at the Chaos-Colored Pearl necklace, struggling for words before finally blurting out:
"You didn’t lie to me?!"
"What do you have left that’s worth lying to you about?"
"Then... what should I do now?"
"Once you wear this necklace, you will no longer be an ordinary Celestial Immortal. You must obey my every command in the chat group. If you defy me, this necklace will become your death warrant, bringing you unbearable suffering."
"Understood. Come on, I’m ready!"
Click—
The moment the words fell, the necklace of fifty-two pearls fastened itself around Han Qianxue’s neck.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.”
