“Those demonic dragons should be arriving soon, right?”
In the capital city, within the Supernatural United Bureau.
Deep beneath the ground, in an immense underground palace.
Coins clattered and fell like a dense downpour, wrapping around colorful gems as they crashed to the ground.
The crisp and melodious echoes of the coins and jewels colliding filled the air.
A colossal figure slowly stood up, its dragon head ferocious, scales gleaming, savoring the sound of the precious metals and gems.
The flickering golden light, combined with the reflected glare of the overhead lights, further highlighted the mythic crimson form.
The red dragon was content, at ease, indulging in a moment of solitary bliss.
No dragon summoners to disturb it.
No deathly gaze from the Supreme God.
Only the lovable treasures.
Oh ho ho~~~, what a wonderful life as a dragon.
“Clink, clink, clink!” The red dragon spread its wings, drawing the massive pile of gold coins toward itself.
Shiny coins were always the red dragon’s greatest love.
“Bloodshed?”
“Getting beaten?”
“Those things have nothing to do with the great me anymore!”
The dragon’s slit pupils narrowed, its voice firm, as Rex Santos let out a hearty laugh.
The red dragon believed its wisdom could rival that of the God of Wisdom.
Clever as it was.
It had unleashed a dragon language spell across the infinite planes.
Calling for the dragons of its kind to come to Earth.
It didn’t expect many responses, even just one would be a pleasant surprise.
But the situation had exceeded its wildest dreams.
It had made contact with an entire clan.
That clan had once been part of the magical world, the miraculous offspring of green and blue dragons.
Bearing lovely azure scales.
But this dragon clan was naturally cruel and bloodthirsty, slaughtering followers of the gods, earning their exile into the endless chaos.
The red dragon had heard rumors that after leaving the magical world, those azure-scaled dragons had gone on rampages, devouring multiple worlds.
They had even consumed gods before.
“What dangerous fellows,” the red dragon scratched at its back, its claws scraping against the dorsal scales, sparking orange flames.
Truthfully, the red dragon had no fondness for those so-called kin.
It also didn’t have the confidence to defeat them.
But it didn’t matter.
“That great one will handle everything,” the red dragon’s expression was one of complete control.
Thinking again, it cast another dragon language spell, sending a message across the infinite void.
“There are treasures, come quickly!!”
The response was swift.
They claimed they were in the middle of a hunt but would arrive later, thanking the red dragon for the warm invitation.
“Thank me? You’re thanking the wrong dragon too soon!”
The red dragon bared its teeth, exposing its massive fangs in an intimidating grin.
Thinking about what was about to happen, its face twisted into an evil, chaotic grin, shaking with malevolent laughter: “Hehehe! Hehehe!…… Hehehehe!”
…
The laughter was so evil.
The grin exposed its already ferocious dragon face, making it even more terrifying.
In the endless chaos.
Starfields floated and shifted in the vast space, while gray currents crisscrossed and parted.
Under steady observation, two azure dragon claws ripped through the chaos, fierce and brutal, followed by a dragon head emerging, grinning ferociously and wildly.
A piercing cackle, so powerful it stirred the chaos itself.
“Azure Dragon?”
Xu Xi was startled.
Because he saw the azure scales on the dragon.
Though the creature resembled a Western mythical dragon, the azure scales were too striking, making it aptly called an “Azure Dragon.”
“And… it’s a god-level dragon.”
Xu Xi examined it, detecting the authority and divine rank within, brimming with ruthless killing intent, seemingly a malevolent dragon with a history of atrocities.
Gods were sacred.
Gods were mighty.
Having ascended to godhood, Xu Xi could instantly discern the dragon’s true nature.
But for mortals on Earth, the dragon would be an incomprehensibly powerful deity, the source of all chaos and slaughter.
“So much killing intent… can’t let you into Earth.”
Xu Xi shook his head.
His sacred staff weapon morphed into a more aggressive form, resembling both a longsword and a staff.
But these words provoked an uproar from the azure dragon.
“How foolish, how ignorant, newly ascended god!”
“Shake with fear!”
“I, the demonic dragon who conquered the abyss, bring inevitable destruction to worlds!”
“Tiny, ignorant new god, perhaps you’re still intoxicated by your divine power, but soon, you’ll learn—”
The demon dragon’s face twisted horribly: “Your divine might is meaningless before me!”
“You face us all!”
A deafening dragon roar shook heaven and earth.
Chaos currents ripped apart, more dragon shadows arriving with mighty wingbeats, each at least a Saint level, with many being divine powers themselves.
They were all malevolent dragons with azure scales.
“So, a whole swarm of azure dragons.”
Xu Xi offered this assessment.
His calm tone, his unwavering expression, irritated the dragon leading the charge and even made it gnash its teeth in fury.
Its vertical pupils turned icy and terrifying.
Its wings spread wide, laws swirling into motion.
“Ignorant new god, pitiful, laughable.”
“Not knowing true strength when faced with it,” as if feeling sorry for Xu Xi, the leading demon dragon raised a claw, and the chaos within its grasp collapsed.
“Witness, and weep with gratitude.”
“Behold my divine might!!”
“I am the dragon of destruction, Xukaniger Miralpleas·Auriolian·Ziegfried·Osiris…”
Its massive wings blocked out starlight.
Its sharp claws crushed the currents of chaos.
A dreadful terror was brewing.
The demon dragon sneered, summoning its most potent destruction laws, launching an assault on the fearless new god.
In its attack, it proclaimed its name with a merciful tone to that trembling new god.
But—
Something was very wrong.
The demon dragon didn’t even get to finish its name.
The “feeble” new god lifted a strange staff, its body bursting with three radiant beams.
Muttering some incomprehensible words that the demon dragon couldn’t understand.
Things like “Daoist power x10,” “Sword skill effect x10,” “Divine ability effect x10,” “Magic power x10,” “Blood energy effect x10,” “Azure Dragon x100” nonsense.
What utter crap is he saying!
The demon dragon couldn’t comprehend, only feeling its pride further insulted.
Seething and roaring, it launched its attack on the unmoving new god, but the latter merely lifted his staff lightly.
With a childish effort.
Bashing it against the demon dragon’s head.
How ridiculous!
The demon dragon charged fiercely, its jaws laden with destructive breath, already envisioning devouring the new god’s divine core, massively boosting its strength.
But it was so strange.
Why couldn’t it see anything all of a sudden.
“Hum——” A soft hum rang out as boundless divine energy wrapped with sword intent and Martial Dao gently obliterated the demon dragon.
Divine blood sprayed, causing the chaos to roil.
“Guess it’s a bit of a waste…”
“In that case, let’s rewind time a bit.”
In the terror-stricken gazes of the other demon dragons, Xu Xi, who had instantly killed the leader, waved his staff again, and time around them turned back.
The light stretched.
Shadows flickered and vanished.
The scattered dragon blood gathered once more.
Then, Xu Xi revealed a smile: "Good, this should last a long time."
Xu Xi didn’t resurrect the slain dragon deity, merely collecting the scattered dragon blood.
The supreme crown gifted Xu Xi the authority akin to a witch’s, but Xu Xi himself was still a newly ascended god.
Reviving another god would cost him dearly.
Moreover.
Unlike the likable red dragon, Xu Xi had no desire to see the deranged demon dragon again.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
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?"
