The young lady came running.
As she ran, sunlight pierced through her delicate hair, sparkling in the air.
Her footsteps echoed along the corridor.
The sound was urgent and excited.
"Sir! Sir!" The princess stopped in front of Xu Xi, excitedly waving papers in her hand, some torn from ancient texts, others freshly copied.
"Sir, everything you asked for is here."
"I asked everyone I could."
"This is all there is!"
Wu Yingxue handed the thick stack of papers to Xu Xi.
Her red and white fitted martial attire and delicate but sturdy light armor accentuated her fiery liveliness.
"Thank you for your hard work, Yingxue."
"Hehe, I'm just glad I could help, sir."
Xu Xi walked to the back of the room, laying the papers on the table one by one, while the young lady stood curiously beside him, watching as he performed operations she couldn't understand.
The lighting in the room was perfect.
Neither too bright to affect observation,
Nor too dim to make things unclear.
As Xu Xi spread out the papers, they revealed pages recording the history and mythological stories of the Great Qin.
Following Xu Xi's instructions,
They were all personally collected by Wu Yingxue.
Some came from various state academies, others transcribed from local folk tales.
The content was chaotic, varied, with little apparent connection between pieces.
Wu Yingxue couldn't understand any of it, nor did she grasp the significance of Xu Xi's actions.
But she believed
That following sir's words would never be wrong.
Sir had never deceived her.
So whatever sir said, she would do.
"Sir, what exactly are you planning to do with these?" Wu Yingxue asked curiously, peering over as Xu Xi's finger traced across the pages.
"I'm looking for the truth," Xu Xi didn't hide his intentions.
The oddities about Great Qin, about the emperor, and about the mysterious Ten Thousand Mountains,
Reminded him of the previous magic world.
In the magic world, the gods fabricated false histories to harvest human faith. By the same logic, Great Qin might be concealing something as well.
That hidden truth behind everything
Might be the key to unveiling it all.
While it might not change the course of war, it could help Xu Xi understand where to go next.
Xu Xi patiently explained to the young princess why this mattered and the irregularities about Great Qin.
"Yingxue, have you ever seen the Emperor of Great Qin?"
"Not really any impression..."
Wu Yingxue pursed her lips, frowning in thought: "Throughout my life, I've rarely seen that dog of an emperor, though my royal father often went to the palace. Beyond that, I don't know much."
The girl's tone was harsh, gritting her teeth.
As if she wanted to grab her spear
And stab the Great Qin Emperor a thousand times.
"Is that so," Xu Xi pondered thoughtfully as he continued examining the pages.
Sunlight gently fell through the window lattice, casting a glow on the indoor walls, illuminating tiny dust particles floating in the air. Amid the dappled light and shadow, Xu Xi sat down.
He sat in the wooden chair, holding papers with his left hand and a brush with his right.
While reading the contents on the papers,
He used the brush to note down key elements.
Xu Xi had long known that Great Qin's history was watered down, and he knew that folk mythology passed down orally often deviated from facts.
However,
No matter how false, no matter how far from reality, the core of stories remains unchanged.
For instance, in the widely known tale of humans enduring long periods of demon invasions before establishing Great Qin, there was a key element:
The demon invasions came first, then Great Qin was established.
Remove Great Qin's self-glorifying embellishments,
What remains
Is the truth Xu Xi needs.
"The history of demons dates back very far... Compared to the demons I've seen, those in local mythology are clearly more diverse and powerful."
"In contrast, Great Qin's history is too brief."
"As a supernatural dynasty, as the first human dynasty in history, Great Qin's establishment is less than a thousand years old."
Speaking to himself,
Quickly recording,
Thanks to his previous experience handling government affairs, Xu Xi wrote quickly, soon extracting many key elements.
But these elements were mixed with truth and falsehood, requiring further verification.
"Yingxue, help me."
"Yes!"
...
[You begin to investigate the truth of the martial world]
[The emperor's strange reactions make you suspicious of Great Qin's nature and the nature of the Ten Thousand Mountains]
[You are ninety percent certain that the Great Qin Emperor is either a traitor collaborating with demons, or perhaps a demon himself wearing human skin to rule over humanity]
[After silent consideration, you decide to seek the world's truth]
[You have the girl collect historical records from various places, as well as oral folk tales of ancient myths from village residents]
[You hope to use these as breakthrough points to find humanity's true history, as Great Qin, being less than a thousand years old, couldn't possibly have created such an intricate martial arts system based on blood energy]
[You persist in searching...]
[You persist in investigating...]
[You gain some understanding of history]
[You keenly notice that in myths passed down across various regions, different kinds of information appear frequently, whether about vast boundless worlds or godlike beings with mountain-moving strength]
[In these myths, humans weren't demon fodder, but protagonists of the world, with demons being just one of many opponents]
[Compared to the cruel reality, compared to the current reality of being surrounded by the Ten Thousand Mountains]
[These myths seem as beautiful as fiction, like beautiful fantasies created by suffering people on the brink of death]
"These records... can't be fully trusted."
"They differ too much from reality, with no corresponding points."
"Perhaps they really are just fantasies, rather than accounts based on fact."
[You distrust the history fabricated by Great Qin, but also dare not trust these outlandish myths, fearing misleading information]
[You continue browsing pages, constantly comparing and searching]
[In other myths, you see familiar terms, about azure dragons swooping down to devour people, swallowing thousands in one gulp]
[This is a myth from Jiangdao Prefecture, recording that in ancient times an azure dragon descended, devouring humans with brutal bloodthirst, feared by all]
[Surprised, you examine this paper about the azure dragon repeatedly]
[You discover a key point: in this myth, there is no mention of the Great Qin dynasty, nor any of its territories]
[Similar to other myths you've read before]
[This myth about the man-eating azure dragon describes an entirely new great world, far larger than the thirteen prefectures]
[Previously, you dismissed this as imagination, but this time the azure dragon described is one you've actually seen in reality, albeit not in its true form]

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.”

. 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!"

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!