"Ahhh! Don't refine me into a pool of blood!!"
"I was wrong! I was wrong! Demon's Bane! Spare my dog life! I really am a dog demon!"
"The higher-ups fooled us! They said the defense in this direction was the weakest. Do they call this guy a weak defense?!"
One by one, the demons' bodies flew uncontrollably toward the sky, sucked into the gigantified Demon Refining Pot.
It was just like the scene in Calabash Brothers where the Seventh Brother sucked his six older brothers into his magical gourd.
The demons were screaming and begging for mercy.
But you turned a deaf ear to them.
Those at the Demon King realm and above were sealed; those below were refined!
As the saying goes, if you want the demon race and the human race to shake hands and make peace, you first have to beat them into submission! Beat them until it hurts! Beat them until they are terrified!
This was just the beginning.
The noisy begging around you gradually quieted down.
Heaven and earth returned to peace.
Only the outskirts of Wangshan Town remained, covered in large patches of crimson demon blood, shattered spiritual weapons, and demon corpses scattered all over the ground.
You slowly crouched down, gasping for air, your face somewhat pale.
Using the Demon Refining Pot's Cave Heaven Within the Pot with only a Spirit Condensation Realm cultivation was a bit too taxing for you.
Fortunately, you had previously used the Seven Divine Steps of the Starry Sky to intimidate these demons.
Otherwise, if they had struggled desperately while being absorbed, it would have drained you even more, perhaps even causing the absorption to fail.
The Hunyuan Armor on your body asked foolishly, "Brother, are you really our Majesty's servant?"
The Immortal-Binding Lock was even more blunt: "Boss, what realm are you exactly? I feel like even a Martial Sage wouldn't be as badass as you."
The Heavenly Dragon Blade was extremely proud: "The few of us are simply too strong!"
You coughed and continued to be the man behind the Myriad Soul Banner.
"Of course, I am His Majesty the Myriad Soul Banner's most loyal servant."
At this time, the Myriad Soul Banner was hovering in mid-air, entirely enveloped in roiling black mist, delivering a victory speech to the spiritual weapons below and the residents of Wangshan Town.
"Under My brilliant leadership, this defensive battle of Wangshan Town has achieved complete success! You don't need to kneel, you don't need to kneel! Oh my, wouldn't it be embarrassing if you knelt to thank me? You really aren't going to kneel..."
Sweat dripped down the foreheads of the town's residents, somewhat unable to understand the abstract Myriad Soul Banner.
Meanwhile, in the sky not far away, four flying swords hovered in the air, carrying the Sword Master and the other three who had rushed over to provide support.
In fact, not long after you made your move, this area had already entered the attack range of the Sword Master and his group of four.
But for some reason, they felt they couldn't intervene.
You were so busy.
Dashing back and forth across the battlefield, hacking in and out, killing up and down.
With you bustling about, it was inconvenient for them to make a move, afraid they might accidentally injure you.
Strictly speaking, not counting those spiritual weapons, you were just one person.
How did you fight with the momentum of an army of thousands?
Especially when you swallowed all the demons with one pot, the Sword Master nodded repeatedly.
"I told you the Demon Refining Pot should be used by him!"
Seeing you achieve such battle results, Chen Jing rubbed his eyes continuously.
"What's going on? Didn't my fourth brother say he was going to break through to the Spirit Condensation Realm? Why do I feel like he's already at the Martial King Realm, or even... Martial Sage? I'm only a Martial King!"
Li Chengqian seemed to know a thing or two.
"Brother Chen is indeed at the Spirit Condensation Realm, but his demon-killing has always been this fierce. He seems to be the natural counter to the demon race."
The Sword Master put on an expression of a know-it-all regarding this.
"He has a special physique, the nemesis of demons!"
The Empress instead showed a look of confusion.
"Special physique?"
She was very clear about what kind of physique her man had; he shouldn't have any special physique, right?
As if seeing through the Empress's confusion, the Sword Master said.
"Actually, my divine sense has never been able to discern what kind of physique Chen Yi really has. The result of my divine sense perception is just an ordinary physique; in the past, he even had low-grade bone roots. But looking at his combat power when dealing with the demon race, it would be somewhat unreasonable if he didn't have a special physique. It's probably some kind of physique that has never appeared before, so we are unable to identify it."
The Empress said no more. She was never interested in your secrets, nor did she want you to attract the attention of others.
Chen Jing glanced at the gloomy Myriad Soul Banner hovering above Wangshan Town.
"That's the evil artifact, the Myriad Soul Banner, right?"
The Empress retorted.
"Big brother is mistaken. That is Chen's Human Emperor Banner."
Chen Jing was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.
"Oh, right, right, right... This is the long-lost Human Emperor Banner of our Human Realm! Legend has it that in ancient times, when our race still had a Human Emperor, the Human Emperor used this immortal artifact to transcend all living beings and govern the reincarnation of a realm!"
Li Chengqian added some details.
"Although the Human Emperor has already faded into the torrent of history, the Human Emperor Banner has been passed down. I see that Brother Chen quite resembles the heroic posture of the Human Emperor when he guarded the human race back then!"
The few of them exchanged glances.
The story was straight. This was how they would explain it to their subordinates later.
The Sword Master and the other three then came to your side.
Seeing your weakness, the Empress reached out to support you, transferring a surge of true qi into your body.
You immediately felt that your three qis had recovered by more than half, and the weak feeling of powerlessness had also dissipated a lot.
"Thanks."
"Between us, there is no need for thanks."
You responded with a smile.
The Sword Master gestured for you to look behind you.
You turned to look and saw the defenders and commoners of Wangshan Town kneeling and bowing toward you at the city gate.
At this moment, you felt something strange, as if your cultivation had improved a little.
The improvement was very small, but it seemed something else had also grown. You couldn't distinguish this power.
"I transferred this merit to you."
The Empress said, but you didn't quite understand what it meant exactly.
She explained it to you.
Saving people is a type of merit.
You saved a lot of people this time.
But under normal circumstances, with your cultivation method, you couldn't perceive merit, nor could you obtain it.
But the Empress could.
Because Wangshan Town had her temple.
When merit was left unclaimed, those capable of taking it could take it away.
In fact, this was considered stealing merit.
But the Empress didn't take advantage of you. She used the power of the Incense Dao to transfer the merit back to you, turning it into a little bit of your cultivation.
"Saving so many people, and it's only this little bit of cultivation..."
You actually thought it was too little.
The Empress smiled.
"The Incense Dao is inherently difficult to cultivate, otherwise it wouldn't have gone extinct in the Human Realm. Previously, many cultivators in Western Liang regarded superficial Incense Dao methods as the supreme standard, and as a result, they cultivated themselves to the bottom of the Five Domains."
"But you are very strong, and you cultivate very quickly... Right, you have the Incense Holy Physique."
"The Holy Physique allows me to gather incense and merit much more efficiently than others, greatly making up for the flaws and limitations of the Incense Dao."
Li Chengqian asked.
"Brother Chen, you didn't seem to kill those few Demon Kings. What are your plans for the next step?"
You looked at the Sword Master and said.
【"Sect Master, you and I both know that in the face of this Demon invasion, it is better to seek peace than to wage war."】
【"I have tried my utmost to mediate, but the Demons are already blinded by bloodlust. It is far too difficult."】
【"I have a plan."】

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'!"

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, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

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.”