In the world of God Slayers, inside a manor.
Chen Changsheng, who had long since exited the chat group, now had over a dozen imposing divine artifacts floating in front of him.
Athena, who had been sitting on the sofa silently flipping through a fashion magazine, suddenly shuddered. She looked up in disbelief at two of the divine artifacts.
She felt an incredibly familiar and intimate sensation coming from those two artifacts.
Even though... she had definitely never seen those two artifacts before.
"My Lord, what are these?"
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng casually explained, "Oh, these are things I asked someone to bring over from another world. They are the divine artifacts of the Twelve Olympian Gods and Zeus from that world."
Athena's small face froze in shock.
"An... another world?!"
"Another world?!" x2
Pandora and Anshera, who had been waiting boredly on the side, also looked at Chen Changsheng in shock, trying to read something from his face.
But after staring for a long time, they could only see his incredibly calm expression.
At this moment, the three women finally realized what they had overlooked.
Could this Chen Changsheng be a visitor from another world?
However, Chen Changsheng didn't pay any mind to the shocked looks of the three goddesses; he never intended to hide it from them in the first place.
Right now, he was fiddling with the various divine artifacts in front of him.
A spear, a trident, a scepter, a golden bow, a feather fan, a scimitar, a belt...
In total, there were eighteen divine artifacts.
Chen Changsheng hadn't expected his spiritual clone to be so capable. However, he didn't dwell too much on such a minor detail. Instead, he looked at the most imposing artifact among them—the lightning spear. The aura erupting from it far exceeded that of ordinary low-grade magical treasures.
Moreover, unlike ordinary magical treasures, this lightning spear exuded an extremely rich aura of the Dao.
Well, in Western fantasy worlds, it should be called the power of rules.
The Dao of Lightning, the Rule of Lightning.
Since he was going to summon a god to descend to the mortal realm, Chen Changsheng naturally wanted to summon the most powerful one.
So, he directly picked up the lightning spear and looked at Pandora and Athena beside him.
"If I use this, can I summon Zeus to descend?"
Hearing this, the two goddesses exchanged a glance before Pandora took a step forward and said.
"This artifact looks very much like one of Zeus's artifacts, and I can feel an aura extremely similar to Zeus from it. If we use it for a ritual, we should be able to summon Zeus's Heretic form."
"But..."
"But what?"
"But we still need a shrine maiden or someone with spiritual medium qualifications to do it."
Chen Changsheng frowned upon hearing this.
"We still need a shrine maiden? Aren't you goddesses? Can't you summon him yourselves?"
"Uh..."
Hearing this, Pandora embarrassedly turned her head away, not daring to look at Chen Changsheng, and muttered softly, "Sorry, as a useless goddess, I'm practically trash aside from using the Circle of Usurpation. I don't have that kind of power."
Chen Changsheng then looked at Athena, only to see her also turn her head away and speak softly with some reluctance.
"Although that old geezer Zeus is disgusting, leave the matter of summoning him to me."
"Disgusting? How disgusting?"
Hearing Athena say this, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but feel a bit curious.
He didn't know much about Greek mythology, only knowing what the internet in his past life said: that Greek mythology was essentially just Zeus's romantic history. This guy seemed to be a top-tier pervert.
"It's roughly..."
Athena walked up to Chen Changsheng, reluctantly picked up the lightning spear, and continued.
"To the extent that even when he sees female animals like cows, horses, sheep, or snakes, he gets horny enough to transform into their species and make a move on them."
"Well, sometimes they don't even have to be female."
After saying that, she felt the spear in her hand and realized that it indeed had many differences from the artifact of Zeus in her memory.
"Should I summon him now?"
She looked at Chen Changsheng, who was feeling a chill of disgust from her words. Thinking about how he had just touched the lightning spear, he only wanted to wash his hands a hundred times with spiritual water right now.
Pausing for a moment, he looked at Athena, who was watching him inquiringly, and said with a somewhat unpleasant expression.
"Just summon him here. Right now, I just want to quickly physically destroy this old geezer!"
"Is that really okay?"
Athena looked at the surrounding decorations. If he was summoned here, wouldn't this place be destroyed?
"Who do you think I am?"
Chen Changsheng naturally saw the hesitation in Athena's eyes, his own eyes full of confidence.
"As long as he descends, if I let him live for even one extra second, I will commit suicide on the spot! Hurry up and summon him!"
"Alright."
Seeing Chen Changsheng so confident, Athena didn't say anything more. She raised the lightning spear in her hand and used a special method to spread its aura outward, while crazily cursing that old bastard Zeus in her heart.
In the blink of an eye, a few minutes passed.
At this time, beside Athena, Chen Changsheng, Luo Hao, Pandora, and Anshera, who was acting like an invisible person, were all watching Athena, each with different feelings.
And under their gazes, the originally clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds. Rolling thunder traveled through the clouds, and streaks of lightning gathered together, eventually transforming into a white-haired old man wearing divine robes, holding a spear and a shield. It was none other than the Heretic God Zeus!
As soon as Zeus appeared, he immediately looked down at the women below, his eyes full of lust.
But before he could even open his mouth, a monstrously giant hand reached out and grabbed him.
Following that came a low shout that sounded as if it came from beyond the heavens.
"Die!"
Zeus: ???
Before Zeus could react, he felt his vision shift. He was clearly just in the mortal world a moment ago, but now he had appeared in the Netherworld.
At the same time, the special channel belonging to gods like them opened, beginning to pull him back to the Greek Divine Realm.
"Was I... killed?"
Feeling the pull, Zeus's aged face was full of astonishment.
What just happened?
Didn't he just descend?
He hadn't even been in the lower realm for a second, so how was he killed?
Moreover, the divine authority within his body had disappeared; it must have been absorbed by Pandora's Circle of Usurpation.
After pondering for a couple of seconds and still not figuring out how he died, he put it out of his mind. He was already dead anyway, so there was no point in thinking too much about it. It was time to return to the Divine Realm.
However, just as he stepped into the channel, Zeus once again felt a massive shadow, accompanied by a voice.
"So that's where it is!"
The sudden voice startled Zeus, and he had no idea why there would be anyone else in his channel for returning to the Greek mythos.
Then, Zeus discovered that behind him, a white-robed figure had closely followed him into the return channel.
"Who are you?!"
As soon as Zeus spoke, his tone was full of imposing majesty.
"You are of no use anymore."
Chen Changsheng directly slapped him, shattering Zeus's divine body, which had already lost its divine authority and only had divine power and mana left. Afterward, he vanished from the channel in a flash.

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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

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."