Inside the trial field.
Lynn was clutching his head, letting out mournful wails, looking as miserable as could be.
At the same time, he kept shouting.
"Master, I can't beat it! I can't go on! Let me out! I'm going to be killed by this little fish-man!"
His voice was hoarse from screaming, enough to bring tears to anyone's eyes.
Nanako watched, stunned.
If she couldn't hear his inner thoughts, she might have believed him by now.
Then she remembered a few months ago when she found a first-order Magic Beast for him to train with. It seemed like the same scenario back then.
She even gave him a few days off and took care of him.
"..."
"..."
"I've been tricked!!" Nanako yanked at her ponytail in frustration, grinding her teeth.
She grabbed the Magic Voice Transmitter, glaring and grinding her teeth as she yelled at Lynn:
"You worthless disciple!! Get serious, if you can't even beat a second-order fish-man, you'll be copying the Encyclopedia of Magic five hundred times!! I mean it!!"
The terrifying voice of the loli master immediately echoed in Lynn's ears.
Lynn: "..."
[Master must have gone mad...]
[But that's not right, didn't it always work before? After every brutal beating by a magical creature, loli master would come over, give me a hug and let me take a week off.]
[So, her menopause must have started (`皿´)!]
Nanako: "(grinding teeth)"
Under Nanako's watchful eyes, the little fish-man's kick suddenly missed for some inexplicable reason.
Then Lynn, as if using all his strength, roared and rolled, "struggling" to escape the little fish-man's grasp.
He staggered to his feet.
Lynn picked up his staff, immediately chanting a spell.
In an instant, a huge ball of holy fire appeared at the top of his staff.
[No, no! This holy fire is too big, smaller, smaller, master is watching!]
Then under Nanako's watchful eyes.
The suddenly enlarged fireball instantly shrank, finally turning into a palm-sized flame.
The flame was so small that it might not even cause harm if it hit someone.
Nanako was stunned.
[Tsk, this size is just right, if master asks later, I'll say it's the effect of holy blessing~]
[And I, the disciple, have too weak control, I can't control such a large holy fire~ This flame is my true strength!]
[I'm simply a genius, O(* ̄︶ ̄*)o]
Lynn was quite pleased with himself.
Then Lynn gave a slight smile.
Then in a very "struggling", incredibly "difficult" posture, he gritted his teeth and forcefully threw out the flame in his hand.
He looked just like a newbie who had no combat experience.
[Then the flame will accidentally hit the little fish-man's eye at a thirty-degree angle, and accidentally burn his brain~~]
[Then I, in a rather lucky state, will struggle to defeat the terrifying second-order fish-man~~]
【When Master comes over, I'll faint into her arms again as if by accident, and naturally be sent to seek treatment for my emotional wounds from the priestess sister→_→】
【Perfect! Lynn, you're amazing!】
Nanako listened blankly to Lynn's thoughts echoing in her ear.
Then she looked at the flame.
Precisely at a thirty-degree angle.
Directly hitting the fishman's eyes.
Thud——
The fishman fell straight down, smoke billowing from its head.
Lynn extended his hand towards the screen, revealing a tired smile.
As if to say: Master, I've finally defeated this formidable enemy!
Nanako stood there in a daze for two seconds.
“……”
“……”
“Do you think I'm an idiot!!”
Nanako was infuriated.
She grabbed her ponytail and repeatedly banged her head against the console in front of her.
Too much!
It's just too much!
He actually premeditated everything in his mind!
And why can you act so convincingly!
If I couldn't hear your inner thoughts, I wouldn't have realized that your "hard-fought" expression is fake!
You even planned to faint into my arms!
You even planned to pretend to be injured and go to the priestess for healing!
“Damn it! Damn it!!”
Nanako banged her head against the console in frustration.
But just then.
There was a sudden crackling noise.
She paused, lowered her head, and looked at the console.
Smoke was billowing from it, and the buttons controlling the release of different level Magic Beasts were blinking wildly.
Instantly, Nanako's eyes widened.
“Is...is it broken?”
Then she immediately reflexively raised her head, staring at the screen.
Nanako: “(ΩДΩ)!!!!”
On the screen, in the trial field.
Lynn stood there like a lone ant, and in front of him, countless Magic Beasts had already appeared.
From first-level to ninth-level, even the top-level demons and void creatures were slowly appearing with the out-of-control teleportation device.
In an instant.
Lynn's trial field had turned into a chaotic battleground of Magic Beasts.
In contrast, Lynn seemed as insignificant as a lone sapling.
Crows flew over his head.
“……”
“……”
Then Lynn turned his head with a click, showing a smiling eye to the screen, saying:
“Master, are you sure that I, a second-level mage, can defeat so many top-level Magic Beasts and demons......”
……
“It's over! It's over!”
In the control room, Nanako stared wide-eyed, clutching her oversized cloak, and vigorously patting the flaming console.
Such a sturdy machine, she had bumped into it many times before without any issues, why is it smoking today!
“Apprentice! There's a small malfunction, it'll be fixed soon, you have to hang in there!”
Nanako urgently grabbed the communicator and yelled towards him.
She had intended to cause a minor malfunction, but she didn't expect the darn control panel to actually break down!
Lynn: "......"
[Control panel malfunction? It must be on fire. The magical devices in the mage tower at home often get damaged by the master.]
[So, according to the usual pattern, the master should be using magic next......]
......
"Water Ball Spell!!"
Nanako shouted, grabbing her ponytail and thrusting her hand out.
A large water ball smacked onto the burning control panel with a loud slap.
The flames on it were instantly extinguished.
"Disciple! Don't worry! Your master has extinguished the fire!"
......
[Then......if I'm not mistaken, the control panel is completely wrecked.]
Lynn speculated.
......
"Something's wrong! Disciple! The fire is out! But for some reason, the control panel still isn't working!!"
Nanako's yelling came from the other side of the light screen.
"That's obvious......" Lynn muttered.
[Then......my loli master should be kicking the door open and rushing out, and because she's too anxious, she'll trip over her own feet and fall flat on the ground......]
Lynn guessed in his heart.
......

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!

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

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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.”