"Was that really a monster just now?"
Li Mo pondered, then felt something was off.
The Divine Edge Cave was located within the Qingyuan Sect, and its entrance was guarded by an inner sect steward.
How could a monster possibly get in?
Perhaps it was just a senior brother with an unfortunate appearance...
Li Mo dismissed the thought.
Thud—
His footstep landed firmly on the ground of the fourth level.
A wave of razor-sharp killing intent assaulted him. Despite his early achievements in body refinement, he instantly felt an almost crushing pressure.
His physique, comparable to the peak of mortal-grade weapons, registered faint stinging sensations.
"Just the residual aura alone is terrifying."
"It's at least ten times stronger than the third level."
Li Mo took a shallow breath, and even his internal organs tingled slightly.
Fortunately, he had trained his organs and meridians as well—otherwise, he wouldn’t have lasted a moment here.
"What kind of weapons are being nurtured on this level?"
Li Mo raised his gaze.
The vast fourth level was split in half—one side frozen in frost, the other distorted by scorching heat.
This was inside a mountain cave, no less.
The sight was nothing short of unbelievable.
The number of remaining weapons had dwindled significantly.
Only nine stone platforms stood, each embedded with a single weapon.
The first held a translucent crimson longsword.
As Li Mo approached, he noticed inscriptions carved before the platform:
"Zhu Zichong, the first master of the Divine Edge Peak, was inspired by the vision of twin suns in the sky. He forged this weapon in imitation of the 'Blazing Void' sword, ranked fifth on the Divine Arms Ranking of the Nine Provinces. Upon completion, it attained the rank of Mystic Armament and was named 'Crimson Sky.'"
This was the first line on the platform.
A Mystic Armament!
Weapons were categorized as Mortal, Fine, Sharp, and Named.
Beyond Named weapons lay the five tiers of Mystic Armaments.
As for what lay above Mystic Armaments?
Li Mo had no idea—he hadn’t even heard of such things.
But judging by the inscription, if this Mystic Armament was merely an imitation, its original counterpart, the Blazing Void sword, must be even more formidable.
"The Divine Arms Ranking of the Nine Provinces..."
"The first master of the Divine Edge Peak..."
Li Mo was awestruck.
To his knowledge, the current Divine Edge Peak struggled to produce even Named weapons after long periods.
Yet in the past, they could forge Mystic Armaments?
That would mean this sword was crafted shortly after the Great Yu Dynasty unified the realm.
More words followed, so Li Mo continued reading.
[Qin Xiaomeng, the fourth master of Jade Cluster Peak, claimed this sword today!]
[Lu Rulong, the sixth master of Jade Cluster Peak, humbly requests the Crimson Sky sword!]
[Yue Hong, the thirteenth master of Sunset Glow Peak, having mastered the Blazing Sun Sword Art to perfection, seeks the Crimson Sky sword!]
...
The intervals between later claimants grew longer.
Li Mo’s thoughts churned.
This suggested fewer and fewer in the Qingyuan Sect were qualified to wield this Mystic Armament.
Moreover...
The sword seemed to have been lost for a time.
[Shang Wu, the thirty-third master of Jade Cluster Peak, slew a Heaven-ranked assassin of the Drizzle Pavilion and recovered the Crimson Sky sword.]
Li Mo scanned the nine platforms.
Though their timelines varied, their contents were similar to the first.
Three were empty—whether lost or in the hands of sect elders, he couldn’t tell.
He now understood.
These were all Mystic Armaments forged by past masters of the Divine Edge Peak.
To claim one, one had to earn its recognition.
Once the wielder could no longer control it, the weapon had to be returned.
"How does one become a weapon’s master?"
Li Mo couldn’t deny his envy.
A Mystic Armament!
He’d dreamed of owning a majestic sword like this.
Among the nine platforms, only two were swords—one named "Frost Sky," the other this Crimson Sky.
Hum—
Suddenly, a sword’s resonance echoed.
As if sensing Li Mo’s approach, the Crimson Sky sword trembled in its platform.
The next moment—
Li Mo’s vision blurred.
A swordsman materialized in the distance, standing with his back to him, a blade strapped behind him.
The figure’s face was indistinct, clad in simple short robes, yet exuding an undeniable sharpness.
Though the swordsman didn’t speak, Li Mo grasped his intent.
"Draw your sword."
Draw?
Li Mo retrieved a tempered steel sword from his system space.
This was his first real swordfight, and his excitement was palpable.
With my newly mastered superior sword art, why should I fear you?
......
Ten minutes later.
Li Mo clutched his chest instinctively, snapping his eyes open.
In that dazed moment, he’d felt an illusory blade pierce through him. Though unharmed, the phantom burn lingered.
His mastered sword art hadn’t lasted five exchanges.
The Crimson Sky sword fell silent once more.
"Seems one must master a superior martial art to perfection to become a weapon’s master."
Reading the inscriptions again, Li Mo steadied himself.
After a hesitant pause, he shook his head and sat down to temper his body.
Martial arts grew exponentially harder at higher levels.
Seventy-six years of combat insights weren’t enough to push the Fire Crane Thousand Feathers to perfection.
A century’s worth might suffice.
With that thought, he turned his gaze to a nearby stone wall.
"Since entering the Divine Edge Cave, I’ve felt something calling to me."
"But there’s no path forward here."
"Do I have to break through this wall?"
......
At the cave’s entrance.
The crowd stood in stunned silence.
Yin Huacheng, who had earlier carried himself with lofty pride, now emerged in disarray.
His robes, once adorned with cloud patterns, hung in tatters, his body crisscrossed with bloody gashes.
The wounds weren’t severe—after all, the Named weapons had acted without wielders, leaving mere surface injuries against his toughened physique.
But what baffled him was their outright rejection of him, contrasted with their eagerness for a mere new disciple.
It was like watching a woman he’d pursued for years throw herself at a stranger she’d just met.
Infuriating!
"I’m still not strong enough."
Clenching his fists, Yin Huacheng strode to the Divine Edge Peak’s rear mountain.
A figure waited in the distance—tall and burly.
Fu Tu.
"What happened to you?"
Fu Tu’s brow arched at his disheveled state.
"Where’s the new vessel I asked for?"
Yin Huacheng ignored the question, hands clasped behind his back.
"Wang Hu—tiger-armed, panther-waisted. The beast seed’s already in him."
Fu Tu smirked. "He even thanked me."
"Good."
Yin Huacheng’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
Knowing his inability to swallow defeat, Fu Tu added,
"Patience, brother. Stick to the plan—wait for the sect trials to make your move."
"I know what I’m doing."
Yin Huacheng brushed him off.
After a pause, he continued,
"A batch of outer disciples will soon leave the sect to return home."
"You’d target even them?"
Fu Tu studied him carefully.
Yin Huacheng scoffed. "They’ve enjoyed the Qingyuan Sect’s benefits. Did they think they could just leave in glory? If those trash can be of some final use, it’s the greatest honor of their wretched lives."
The Hundred Beasts Blood Refinement—no wonder it was forbidden.
Practicing it too much rots the mind.
Fu Tu sneered inwardly but feigned hesitation on his face.
"Don’t forget who vouched for you to enter the Qingyuan Sect," Yin Huacheng’s voice carried a faint threat.
Fu Tu had no intention of refusing in the first place. After putting on a show of reluctant agreement, he nodded.
"Fine, I’ll see what I can do."
Fu Tu turned to leave, but before he could take more than two steps, Yin Huacheng’s voice called after him.
"That newly promoted true disciple, the one surnamed Li—what’s his background?"
"He’s the sole disciple of Jade Cluster Peak," Fu Tu replied, narrowing his eyes with a smirk. "You’d better not set your sights on him. If you provoke Shang Wu, not even Peak Master Yin can save you."
"Jade Cluster Peak... Li Mo."
Yin Huacheng muttered the name to himself, as if committing it to memory.
The fourth level of the Divine Edge Cave!
Only the elders of the various peaks or those at the Observing Divinity Realm with perfected body refinement could enter and face the Profound Arms directly.
That kid must have a rare treasure on him!
Yes, it had to be because of a treasure.
The anger in Yin Huacheng’s heart faded, replaced by a burning greed.
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."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.
