The cult was wiped out overnight, sending the town's residents into a panic. A follower who had originally intended to go pray smelled a strong stench of rot. When he followed the scent to the prayer room, he found the floor covered in corpses. These bodies wore the cult's robes, but they had been decaying for a long time. The entire enclosed space was filled with a nauseating odor.
No one knew what had happened. Even the sheriff was clueless. They could only attribute this tragedy to the work of demons.
"According to what you said, that powerful NPC is just a medium." Hearing that three people had actually returned alive from a team doomed to die, Lin Ye went to chat with them to gather intelligence, as per regulations.
Wei Kaiyang nodded. "Anyway, if it wasn't for him, we all would have died."
The other two also nodded in agreement.
"Tch, isn't he still just an NPC?" Lin Ye scoffed. "Are you guys still worrying about him?"
Wei Kaiyang glanced at him. He had always disliked this Lin Ye who came out of nowhere. Although he was strong, his methods were utterly cold-blooded. In his eyes, everyone was just a chess piece.
Even if their entire team had been wiped out this time, this guy would probably only say one word: "Trash."
He had absolutely no desire to communicate with Lin Ye, and neither did the other two. Seeing this, Lin Ye didn't say anything more to them. He got up and left. He had always looked down on these people anyway. With his system, wasn't any dungeon a breeze to clear?
Meanwhile, the abyss was in chaos. Fang Zhiyi, wearing his worn-out hospital gown, sat slanted on the towering throne. The newly appointed Lust demon walked in briskly.
"Boss, the great purge is almost complete." The way it looked at Fang Zhiyi was practically dripping with desire. "As per your request, we released the news of your death. Sure enough, quite a few demons started getting restless, but they have all been destroyed now."
Fang Zhiyi nodded.
"However, there are still quite a few demons that have been wandering the human realm for a long time. We haven't found their whereabouts yet."
Fang Zhiyi frowned. "They truly have no discipline at all." He paused. "Go gather the executives at the lord level and above. We are holding a training session."
"A training session?" Lust tilted its head in confusion, its large eyes blinking continuously.
At that moment, in a certain dilapidated house, a young man who had clearly become demonized pushed the door open and walked out.
"Zhiyi, wait just a little longer. When I return, the demons will no longer pester you..." His pupils had already turned into two vertical slits.
After leaving home, Fang Linjie went to the cult, wanting to coerce them into exorcising the demon from his younger brother. However, there, he saw a spine-chilling scene: those cult members were not human.
Of course, he didn't manage to escape. Instead, the hooded cult leader extended an invitation to him: as long as he was willing to sacrifice his soul and become the cult's exorcist, the leader would solve his problem.
Fang Linjie had no thought of refusing such a condition.
Thus, he became an exorcist, and his job was very simple: to deal with the demons that opposed the cult.
Sometimes he found it highly ironic. People had no idea that the ones helping them and the ones harming them were the exact same kind of creatures.
These demons were merely fighting over the ownership of humans.
Covering his face once again, Fang Linjie did not respond to the family's gratitude. He simply carried the demon head in his hand and quickly disappeared into the woods.
He wanted to go back and see, to see if his brother had recovered. Just a glance from afar would be enough.
Yet, the closer he got to his hometown, the faster his heart beat. He could not turn back now. There was still one more task. Just one more task and it would be over. He looked at the parchment scroll in his hand, his gaze solemn.
What would the future hold? That demon who called himself the Lord of the Abyss had said that once the contract was fulfilled, he would completely become a member of the abyss.
However, for his brother's sake, this ending didn't seem too bad.
"Quest issued: Investigate the fallen exorcist. Quest difficulty: A. Time limit: None. Provided item: Exorcism Array. Perfect clearance condition: ???"
"System, what is the condition to achieve a perfect clearance?" Lin Ye had already developed the habit of asking questions at any time.
"Investigate Fang Linjie's story thoroughly and kill him," the system replied mechanically.
Lin Ye nodded. This was simple enough, but the surname Fang...
Having been teleported to this unfamiliar world, he strolled around as if taking a walk. After all, his teammates were well aware of his strength; there were some things he didn't need to do himself.
The execution capability of Lin Ye's squad was much stronger than Zhao Lei's team.
In just half a day, they had found out where Fang Linjie's home was and learned about his running away from home. The group looked eagerly at Lin Ye. Lin Ye closed his eyes to think, but in reality, he was using his cheat.
"System, give me a hint."
"Fang Linjie left home to save his possessed younger brother. He outwardly disdains his brother, but deep down, he cares about him very much."
Lin Ye glanced at his teammates. He felt a bit helpless. Unfortunately, he had to pretend to investigate a bit; otherwise, he could clear it instantly. Having to let these people gradually learn the truth was quite troublesome.
But he quickly made a decision.
"Let's go to his house!"
The group barged into Fang Zhiyi's home in a mighty formation. Unlike Wei Kaiyang's caution, their attitude was very arrogant.
Only this time, they didn't encounter the tragic scene of the Fang parents' brutal deaths, but rather Mother Fang warily blocking their way.
"This family again?"
"There's quite a story behind this family too."
"How fast can Almighty Lin Ye clear the dungeon this time?"
"I'm guessing one day."
"It won't be that slow."
The viewers in the livestream chat were discussing enthusiastically.
"It's annoying every time I see Lin Ye acting like that."
"Are you sick in the head? Did Lin Ye provoke you?"
"Look at his attitude towards others. Lao Wei is much better than him."
"Come on, bro, this is a dungeon. These are just NPCs. Why would you be polite to NPCs?"
"That's not how it works. NPCs will help if their affection level is high. Look at Lao Wei and his group from before."
"Shut up, all of you. Does my Brother Lin need anyone's help?"
Inside Fang Zhiyi's house, Father Fang, hearing the commotion, also rushed out. Wielding a kitchen knife, he demanded that these strangers leave.
Lin Ye was arrogant. "We are here to solve your son's problem."
"My son doesn't have a problem! Get out!" Father Fang pointed at the door.
"I'm talking about your eldest son."
Mother Fang was visibly stunned for a moment. "You know Linjie?"
Lin Ye rolled his eyes. "Isn't this a misunderstanding? Don't get worked up. We are Fang Linjie's friends; we are all exorcists." He deliberately emphasized the word 'exorcists'.
"Exorcists?" Father Fang looked suspiciously at the strangers in front of him, clearly exhibiting some distrust.
But a subsequent voice interrupted him.

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

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."

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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!