Li Luo nodded slightly.
Then he took Fang Xuanling to meet his father.
When Li Beixiong learned that not only was Fang Xuanling a powerful expert at the Returning Void Realm, but also a great talented person, he smiled from ear to ear immediately.
Therefore, Li Beixiong was extremely enthusiastic about Fang Xuanling. He took Fang Xuanling downstairs and talked all night...
Seeing his father's happy look, Li Luo couldn't help but chuckle.
Sometimes, he also felt that his father was so adorable.
Li Luo returned to his room, and his consciousness entered the system again.
He opened the introduction of the Mask of Myriad Transformations.
Mask of Myriad Transformations.
Grade: Divine artifact!
The wearer of the mask can freely change their appearance and aura according to their thoughts, and their divine sense cannot be detected.
"What a good thing!"
Just a few words made Li Luo covet it.
It turned out that the Mask of Myriad Transformations was a divine artifact that could be used for disguise.
Li Luo took it out.
He found that the Mask of Myriad Transformations was actually a mask as thin as a cicada's wing.
It was a little similar to a facial mask...
Li Luo put it on his face and moved his thoughts.
His appearance quietly changed to his father's appearance.
Li Luo looked in the mirror, and was completely stunned.
The face reflected in the mirror.
It was his father's.
Not only the appearance and aura were exactly the same.
Even his figure was indistinguishable from his father's under the illusion of the Mask of Myriad Transformations.
"It really is a good thing!"
Li Luo took off his mask and loved the Mask of Myriad Transformations.
The treasures produced by the system were really good stuff!
Speaking of the system's products.
Li Luo only thought of it then.
Previously, there was still a Heavenly Emperor's Sutra that he had not cultivated.
Because he was busy fighting the Black Knights, he almost forgot about it.
Li Luo put away the Mask of Myriad Transformations and took out the Heavenly Emperor's Sutra.
Now that he had time, it was time to practice some skills.
The moment the Heavenly Emperor's Sutra was taken out.
A faint glow flickered.
An ancient aura rushed forward.
In an instant, Li Luo felt as if he was in the ancient world.
Vaguely, it seemed that he saw the vastness of all worlds.
In the hazy world, divine light flashed suddenly, and the great ways of all heavens rolled out, intertwining to form a heavenly bridge, with a charming aura, chaotic origin, like the Milky Way, cascading down from the nine heavens...
Following that, a dragon chair spanning tens of millions of miles, suppressing endless worlds, appeared in front of the heavenly bridge formed by the intertwining great ways.
Buzz—
Suddenly, rosy clouds filled the air, and among the splendid golden clouds, thousands of magnificent figures emerged, like gods, demons, and common people, unclear, fascinating...
Just as Li Luo was shocked by the scene before him.
Endless golden clouds swept in and shrouded the dragon chair.
The golden dragon engraved on the dragon chair suddenly opened its eyes, and its vast and magnificent dragon aura surged.
With a dragon chant, it shattered the nine heavens and ten earths.
In the misty clouds, nine golden dragons coiled around the dragon chair, looking down condescendingly.
Li Luo's pupils suddenly contracted.
Under the gaze of the nine golden dragons, he felt as insignificant as an ant...
"Roar!"
The nine dragons chanted in unison, the great ways rumbled, the worlds trembled, and in the rosy clouds, those vague figures of gods, demons and mortals knelt down together.
In Li Luo's shocked expression.
A huge figure emerged on the dragon chair, like the supreme being, looking down on all living beings in the world.
The moment this figure appeared.
The rosy clouds soared for thousands of miles, blinding Li Luo, and in the flash of closing his eyes.
He caught a glimpse.
He seemed to see himself in a black dragon robe, under a crown inlaid with twelve crystalline gems!!
"Great Xia!"
Boom—
A deafening chorus, like the sound of ancient bells, like thunder, exploded in Li Luo's ears in an instant.
It almost shattered his eardrums, stabbing pain, splitting headache, almost fainting...
"Ah!"
Li Luo screamed, suddenly waking up, panting heavily and drenched in cold sweat.
The terrifying scene earlier was vivid in his mind.
But looking around now, he found that he was still in the room.
In front of him floated the Heavenly Emperor's Sutra, emitting a faint glow.
"Was that me just now?"
"Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor's Sutra allowed me to see a corner of the future?"
Li Luo took a deep breath, and tried hard to recall the face he had seen earlier.
But as he thought more about it, all the scenes he had seen earlier began to blur in his mind.
At this moment, he was certain that the Heavenly Emperor's Sutra before him was definitely a supreme skill beyond divine artifacts.
Li Luo calmed himself down and opened the Heavenly Emperor's Sutra!
Boom—
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."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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.”
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
