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!"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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."
