Gu Yuan was thoroughly cowed this time.
He answered every question without hesitation, his swollen face even wearing a hint of sycophantic fear, terrified of suffering another brutal beating.
"How many members are in Group Two?"
"Full capacity of sixty!"
"Where does your strength rank among them?"
"Lower-middle, around fortieth or so."
"What's the group leader's combat power?"
"3.8 billion—a genuine mid-stage True Immortal cultivation!"
Chen Yi's eyes lit up instantly.
"Is he in the Immortal Realm?"
Gu Yuan gave him a strange look.
Wait, why are you so excited?
You think you can actually take on our group leader?!
If it weren’t for my state being locked due to mission failure, I’d have already called him over to crush you!
"Hmm? Answer me!" Chen Yi’s gaze turned sharp.
Crap, forgot this guy can read minds... Gu Yuan hastily reined in his thoughts and answered obediently, "Whether the group leader is in the Immortal Realm or not, I don’t know. Aside from recruiting people for the Peak Demon-Slaying Tournament, he usually ignores low-strength members like us. He’s... enigmatic."
Hearing this, Chen Yi couldn’t help feeling a tinge of disappointment. After punching Gu Yuan once more, he continued questioning:
"Earlier, you mentioned that the laws of our Purple Star Continent aren’t fully developed. Does that mean your world is more advanced? How advanced?"
Gu Yuan rubbed his swollen face, grumbling, "Not that high. It’s only evolved half-step True Immortal-level laws so far. Mainly because I’m not qualified for the Demon-Slaying Trials—I’m stuck picking up fragments of immortal dao laws in low-level Exorcism Dungeons..."
Suddenly, he froze, a flash of insight striking him. He mused aloud, "Wait, you’re in the group too, right? With your strength, even if you can’t join the Demon-Slaying Trials, Exorcism Dungeons should be easy. Why haven’t you collected some immortal dao fragments to help this world’s Heavenly Dao advance?"
"Is it incompatible with the Heavenly Dao? Or maybe—"
Thud!
Chen Yi punched him again, his voice eerily calm. "Did I say you could ask questions? Answer me: What’s inside Exorcism Dungeons? What are the Demon-Slaying Trials and the Peak Demon-Slaying Tournament? What are the requirements to unlock them?"
Gu Yuan’s head was still ringing as he answered reflexively, "Exorcism Dungeons are special secret realms filled with mindless evil spirits. Killing them drops fragments of immortal dao laws."
"The Peak Demon-Slaying Tournament combines two features: the Demon-Slaying Trials and the Peak Competition Leaderboard. The Trials unlock when a group reaches Level 50, while the Leaderboard unlocks at Level 60."
"The Tournament’s purpose is to select five top fighters from each participating group to compete in the Trials. The group with the highest damage output ranks higher, and higher ranks earn more daily reward points!"
Hiss—
Now that sounds interesting!
Chen Yi’s interest was piqued. "Let me ask you this: Do the Demon-Slaying Trials have a minimum combat power requirement for teammates?"
Gu Yuan paused, finally grasping the flicker of realization in his mind. Slowly, he said,
"The Trials are essentially a large-scale Exorcism Dungeon, so the minimum requirement is 30 million. But by the time a group hits Level 50, almost no member has less than 100 million combat power. Why do you ask? Unless... you’re in a brand-new rookie group?!"
"Group 108—it’s Group 108, isn’t it?!"
"A group that shot up to Level 39 in just two and a half months? That’s impossible without a god-tier carry!"
"I remember Group 108’s leader’s nickname—yeah, it’s ‘The Damned Immortal Tribulation Is Still Chasing Me!’"
"Holy shit?! Bro, don’t tell me you even dared to face that monstrous tribulation?!"
Gu Yuan’s pupils shrank in utter shock.
"Sigh..." Chen Yi exhaled wearily. "Why must you be so perceptive? What good does knowing so much do you?"
Gu Yuan broke into a cold sweat. "Bro, please—don’t kill me! I can prove my worth! I’ll be your spy, just like Group 98’s leader! Believe me, please!!!"
Chen Yi stared at him for a long moment, letting the tension build until Gu Yuan was on the verge of breaking. Then, softly, he asked, "Do you want to live?"
"YES!!!" Gu Yuan nodded like a frantic woodpecker.
"Good." Chen Yi gave a slight nod before pulling out nineteen multicolored orbs. Crushing one, he summoned an immortal avatar into the void, displaying its power.
"See these orbs? Each has the same effect, and they can pass through the return channel normally. Once your mission-locked state lifts, you’ll know what to do, right?"
With that, the remaining eighteen orbs transformed into a necklace and clamped around Gu Yuan’s throat.
Whether this would lure in bigger prey remained to be seen, but one thing was certain: Chen Yi would claim the half-step True Immortal law origin from Gu Yuan’s world.
This was a threshold even the Purple Star Heavenly Dao had never reached—the essential path for a world’s ascension!
Meanwhile, Gu Yuan, now collared by fate, gaped like his eyes might pop out.
This... this...
A single orb contained an avatar with 1.8 billion combat power?!
An exact replica?!
So the one who’d beaten him senseless was just a clone?!
The real Chen Yi hadn’t even shown up yet?!
If a mere clone could annihilate him, how terrifying must the true body be?!
How is this even possible?!
How could the Purple Star Continent—a place not even a pseudo-Immortal Realm—house such a monster?!
Most crucially, this guy seemed to have joined the chat group only two and a half months ago. Even if he had other cheats or systems, for a lone cultivator to reach this level... he was anything but ordinary!
Could his own group leader, with 3.8 billion combat power, actually defeat him?
...Damn. Gu Yuan was already losing faith in his leader.
"Bro, don’t worry—I’ll do this job way better than Group 98’s leader!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
