In the mystical continent of Xuanzhou, where spiritual power reigns supreme, all manner of tales unfold. Though it is a world of cultivators, it is no different from the martial world of rivers and lakes.
Li Wenyan secretly fled his home, tired of its tedious rules and brimming with curiosity about the outside world. The tales of the martial world from storytellers constantly captivated him, and those legendary stories ceaselessly stirred his heart.
He didn't carry much money, only a heart full of fervor. Perhaps by heaven's grace, although Li Wenyan encountered some setbacks, he passed through them safely. Along the way, he befriended two companions: Lin Wanqing and Zhao Jinglei. Lin Wanqing was always exquisitely dressed, yet no one knew her true skill lay in using poison. According to her, her talent came from her mother, though mentioning her mother always brought a shadow over Lin Wanqing's face.
Zhao Jinglei was skilled in the Thunderbolt Fist, his punches roaring like thunder. With a simple, honest laugh, he had known Lin Wanqing for a long time and often acted as her enforcer.
A particular case brought the three of them together. Being of similar age and sharing a deep curiosity about the martial world, they decided to travel together, their bond growing closer by the day.
Later, they met Chu Yao, who wielded a longbow. Lin Wanqing remarked that her bow was clearly no ordinary item, but Chu Yao was not one for conversation, and they couldn't pry any information from her.
Liu Yueya was skilled in mechanical traps and devices; even her personal accessories could be intricate mechanisms designed to take lives. A chatterbox, she latched onto them because Zhao Jinglei had damaged one of her meticulously laid traps. Insisting on compensation from Zhao Jinglei, she thus boarded their "ship."
Ye Qingzhou and Xiao Changfeng were met in another secret realm. The two were constantly at odds—one excelled in lightness skills and agile movement, the other in a domineering sword technique. Li Wenyan mediated and invited them to join their journey.
Shi Jian was Li Wenyan's childhood friend, a steadfast and honest fellow who practiced the Unmoving Rock Art, making his body as hard as steel. After being kidnapped, he was fortuitously rescued by Li Wenyan and the others. Overjoyed to see Li Wenyan, he ultimately chose to join their little group.
The last member was Hua Nongying, skilled in medicine and capable of creating shadow clones, yet always wore a worried expression. Faced with Ye Qingzhou's invitation, she finally nodded in agreement.
Thus, nine youths gathered. On Qingyun Mountain, they built their own "Qingyun Lodge" with their own hands, giving them a base of operations. They also gave themselves a name: "The Nine of Qingyun."
Of course, retirement was not the wish of these youths. Soon, they resumed their chivalrous deeds: capturing wanted criminals for the authorities, avenging wronged commoners, eliminating bandits on the roads, and punishing unscrupulous merchants who hoarded and inflated grain prices.
Yet, amidst these ordinary affairs, an extraordinary undercurrent began to surface. Gradually, they discovered some strange traces. Gathering together, the nine pieced together their individual clues and immediately uncovered a secret.
Every opponent they clashed with had a common name behind them: the Wanbao Pavilion!
The Wanbao Pavilion had branches all over Xuanzhou. On the surface, they dealt in grain, cloth, and restaurant businesses, but in the shadows, they controlled the largest assassin organization on the continent.
And they, by a twist of fate, had disrupted the Wanbao Pavilion's plans. Holding onto their desire to rid the world of evil, the youths did not retreat.
Each played to their strengths: some devised strategies and plans, others gathered intelligence, some provided cover for their spy companions, and others drew the Wanbao Pavilion's attention openly.
As they learned more, their conflict with the Wanbao Pavilion grew more pronounced. But heaven always stood on the side of justice. They slew the "Death Harbinger" hiding in Luoxia Town, then Xiao Changfeng, cooperating with Ye Qingzhou, destroyed the Wanbao Pavilion's stronghold in Heishi City.
After exposing the Wanbao Pavilion cloth shop's use of mind-altering dyes, they killed its leader, the Poisonous Seamstress. It was here they discovered a shocking conspiracy: the Wanbao Pavilion had been plotting a rebellion! They had even planned how to deal with the cultivators tasked with protecting the imperial family and how to seize military power.
Thus, the Nine of Qingyun sprang into action. One group went to deliver a warning, while another continued to investigate the identity of the mastermind behind the Wanbao Pavilion. The investigators encountered the Wanbao Pavilion's Sword Immortal of Wine. Out of respect for a senior, Xiao Changfeng requested a one-on-one duel. The Sword Immortal of Wine agreed and, naturally, fell to the sword of this exceptionally talented junior.
From then on, the fame of the Nine of Qingyun spread far and wide. Emperor Tianyan also received their secret report and immediately dispatched imperial experts to cooperate with the Nine. Multiple Wanbao Pavilion strongholds were destroyed, and the shadowy mastermind gradually revealed himself.
The final battle naturally involved the Nine of Qingyun surrounding that mastermind. By this point, almost everyone was wounded, but it did not stop them from condemning the mastermind's sinister and vile deeds. Knowing the situation was hopeless, the mastermind ultimately chose to perish together with them.
In that fierce battle, only two escaped. Xiao Changfeng and Chu Yao returned to Qingyun Lodge, sighing over life being but a dream.
Fang Zhiyi watched, utterly confused. "How stirring. Quite stirring indeed."
Little Hei held its head high. Fang Zhiyi noticed a stream of pure energy seemed to flow within its small body.
"Stirring? Let me show you the original protagonist's perspective then."
The Xuanzhou continent was abundant with spiritual energy. One would think cultivators would be everywhere, but that was not the case. Under Emperor Tianyan's rule, the path of advancement for commoners had long been blocked. The capital, Tiancheng, was filled with powerful families and sects, and the imperial court was rife with factional strife. This Xuanzhou belonged to the upper echelons; commoners here were merely fuel.
Fang Zhiyi's father also came from a prominent family, but he was an anomaly among the scions. Unlike forming cliques and befriending officials, Fang's father preferred to travel widely. The more he traveled, the more appalled he became. Behind this seemingly peaceful Xuanzhou lay the blood and tears of the common people.
Cultivators could kill without breaking the law. Scions of powerful families could crush one or two commoners like ants. Local officials added new taxes; failure to pay enough spirit herbs would bring punishment upon the local populace. Ordinary people bumping into a cultivator on the road could result in disability or even death.
Finally, he could bear it no longer. He stood up to seek justice for a family that had been completely wiped out. His intentions were good, but he overestimated his own strength. This ordinary case even implicated powerful families in Tiancheng. Consequently, due to Fang's father's actions, the Fang family was inexplicably charged with treason. Over a hundred members of the Fang family were slaughtered overnight.
All except Fang Zhiyi, who survived by playing dead.
He erased his name and vanished into the martial world, starting as a waiter in a tavern. Step by step, he founded the Wanbao Pavilion. Then he met Prince Xuan, Emperor Tianyan's younger brother, who had never accepted the Emperor's rule. With Prince Xuan's covert support, the Wanbao Pavilion's influence gradually solidified, and Fang Zhiyi steadily advanced toward his own goal.

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.”

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

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."