"Brother Ye, we’ve caught a big fish!"
Fang Zheng’s face was flushed, his scalp tingling with excitement.
When he first entered that strange space and saw Ye Ancai, who had been immobilized by Brother Ye, he had also spotted something he hadn’t laid eyes on in over a decade—
A chat interface!
This thing was special, anchored in the sea of consciousness and operable directly through thought. But for convenience, most group members preferred projecting the panel into the real world.
After all, aside from transmigrators whose soul fluctuations met the criteria, ordinary people couldn’t see it at all, so there was no need to hide it.
But Fang Zheng just so happened to meet the conditions. And with Ye Ancai immobilized, unaware that he was also a fellow transmigrator, he had carelessly operated the chat right in front of Fang Zheng—exposing everything!
Who was Fang Zheng?
A guy who had ridden Brother Yi’s coattails back when the chat group was still intact!
Though his cultivation level was still low, his vision was absolutely strategic-tier!
So when he saw Ye Ancai still using the chat group normally, he had already pieced together the truth behind the group’s collapse!
If his guess was right, the shutdown of the chat group had to be Brother Yi’s doing—a split!
Otherwise, how could a measly early-stage True Immortal like Ye Ancai have a peak ranking higher than Brother Ye, who had been a mid-stage True Immortal for ten years?
Meaning, their faction was the splinter group, while Ye Ancai belonged to the orthodox faction!
And the reason their splinter group had gone offline was likely to evade pursuit by the orthodox faction!
As for this orthodox member who had suddenly barged into the Purple Star Continent... he couldn’t be allowed to stay!
But whether to kill or spare him wasn’t Fang Zheng’s call—he had to report to Brother Yi!
The moment this realization struck, Fang Zheng didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward and knocked out the immobilized Ye Ancai with a single elbow strike!
A mid-stage Pseudo-Immortal knocking out an early-stage True Immortal?
It sounded absurd, but the real heavy hitter was Ye Wuchen, a peak True Immortal. He had been the one to suppress Ye Ancai first, preventing him from using the strange space to mount an effective counterattack. Fang Zheng was just the finisher, the straw that broke the camel’s back!
Whoosh!
Ye Wuchen stored the blood-stained pouch, now emitting eerie fluctuations after activation, into an isolated pocket dimension. Only then did he let out a long breath and ask gravely, "What big fish?"
Fang Zheng replied solemnly, "He’s a group member—and he can still use the chat group normally!"
"Let’s go find Brother Yi!"
Ye Wuchen immediately understood. Without hesitation, he swept up the unconscious Ye Ancai, Fang Zheng, and the still-snoring Fang Fan, then shot straight toward the Illusory Star Grotto.
Inside the Illusory Star Grotto.
Chen Yi’s true form appeared to be meditating, but in reality, his consciousness was wandering afar, manipulating the scattered Chaos Colored Pearls to lay his schemes.
The Little Golden Dragon was currently leading a team of eleven—all Celestial Immortals and above—on a resource-gathering mission in the so-called "Immortal Realm."
Why was Chen Yi so certain this "Immortal Realm" was fake?
Simple!
If it were the real Immortal Realm, the Chaos Colored Pearls would have sensed the aura of the Immortal Ascension Tribulation!
But in this "Immortal Realm," the aura was so faint it might as well not exist—like a fleeting trace left behind by the tribulation, gone with a single breath.
Combined with Wuji’s strange behavior when he had tried to force his way in...
This "Immortal Realm" had to be a front set up by Wuji to avoid direct contact with the lower realms!
Though he didn’t know what in the lower realms could make an Immortal Emperor so cautious, since Wuji insisted on keeping his distance, Chen Yi wasn’t about to hold back!
Immediately, he quietly gathered all the Chaos Colored Pearls carried by the team members—except for the Little Golden Dragon—into one place.
In this "Immortal Realm" under Wuji’s control, directly attacking the team was too risky. And without knowing what tricks Wuji had planted on them, Chen Yi would never attempt to control them either!
Back when he hadn’t understood Wuji’s depths, he had carelessly consumed something from him and paid the price—having to sever 60% of his tainted soul power, spending a full decade recovering!
Such a painful lesson had to be remembered.
After all, Wuji wasn’t Ling Xiao. The man had too many schemes, and a single misstep could lead to disaster. Vigilance was a must!
Speaking of Ling Xiao... what the hell was that idiot up to lately?
Making me shoulder Wuji’s pressure without even offering compensation? How shameless!
Knock knock knock...
Just as he was stewing, a gentle, polite rapping sounded at the door.
Outside the Illusory Star Grotto, Ye Wuchen held Ye Ancai aloft, barely containing his excitement as he called out softly,
"Brother Yi, may we come in? We’ve got a surprise for you!"
Hearing this, Chen Yi’s interest was piqued.
Who was Ye Wuchen?
His lucky general!
And with Fang Zheng, another top-tier strategist, by his side?
Whatever surprise these two had cooked up couldn’t possibly be ordinary.
"Come in. Let’s see it!"
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.”
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."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
] [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!"
