[The cartoon-style werewolf of immeasurable height took advantage of the two Martial Saints' confusion and opened its mouth like a mountain, swallowing the Martial Saint labeled "Prophet" in one bite!]
[Even though the other Martial Saint was wearing a mask, his dropped jaw seemed visible.]
[What is this??]
[But it must be said, the Martial Saint was still too strong.]
[The opponent used all his skills and actually broke out of the wolf's stomach.]
[However, it could be seen that cracks appeared on the back of his exposed hand.]
[He must have paid a considerable price and was in very poor condition at this time.]
[This brief opportunity was seized by Li Lingyue, who slapped him into the earth's crust with one palm!]
[The earth shook, dust rushed to the sky, and the earth crack spread out for thousands of meters!]
[But at the same time, Li Lingyue was also slashed from behind by the other Martial Saint.]
[Blood splattered!]
["Uh..."]
["Lingyue!"]
[The phoenix robe and cape on Li Lingyue's body turned into a long sword at this moment.]
[This is the treasure of southern Xinjiang given to her by Li Lingyue's master, the Immortal Sword Fengming!]
[With a flash of sword light, Fengming howled at the sky!]
[Li Lingyue fought the second Martial Saint above the clouds!]
[Now without the Chasing Thunder and Catching Lightning Boots, the "Starry Sky Seven God Steps" cannot go too high, and you can only watch anxiously below.]
[However, during the fierce battle between the two sides, you found that their figures would flash past you several times.]
[Undoubtedly, the enemy wanted to distract the Empress by dealing with you.]
[But even in a weak and injured state, Li Lingyue could still protect you while fighting the enemy.]
[You tried to stay away from the battlefield to avoid dragging down Li Lingyue's battle.]
[But the speed of the Martial Saints was too fast. No matter how far you ran, they would catch up with you in a minute.]
[Myriad Soul Banner was also anxious.]
["Run! Why did you stop running!"]
["It's useless, unless you can teleport me from the Northern Territory to the Central Plains at once."]
["Do you think I'm Brother Kun?"]
["If you don't have this ability, then shut up!"]
["I wanted to say, old man, you should be hopeless this time. Our fate has come to an end. How about you let me run first?
Ahem, you know, my reputation is not very good. If you die and I fall into someone else's hands, I'm afraid I'll be torn to pieces again..."]
[Demon Refining Pot mocked from the side.]
["Yo! Aren't you the great sovereign of Xiliang Spirit Artifact Country? When did this reputation stink?"]
[The two artifacts started arguing again.]
[You looked up at the sky, the terrifying power fluctuations and the blood mist that appeared from time to time.]
["Myriad Soul Banner, you go."]
[You erased the master-servant brand with Myriad Soul Banner.]
[Both Myriad Soul Banner and Demon Refining Pot were stunned.]
[Demon Refining Pot thought for a moment and said.]
["Hey, guess what? Actually, my reputation is not very good either..."]
["In case there are changes in the demon race, you will still be useful."]
["I thank you!"]
[Myriad Soul Banner only hesitated for a second, then rode the wind and ran away very fast.]
[You continued to pay attention to the battle in the sky, to see if there was a chance to help Li Lingyue again.]
[But this second Martial Saint had learned from the past and didn't give you a chance to shoot him at all.]
[After a while, you heard gusts of wind behind you.]
[Looking back, Myriad Soul Banner had come back again.]
["Old Wan, what are you doing?"]
[Myriad Soul Banner spoke righteously and passionately.]
["If I run away! Although I can gain freedom for my whole life, I will suffer from the guilt of betraying friendly forces for the rest of my life! I am the great sovereign of the Spirit Artifact Country, how can I do such a despicable act!"]
[You looked behind Myriad Soul Banner.]
[The Martial Saint who was bitten by the werewolf, hit by a fatal palm from Li Lingyue, and beaten into the earth's crust actually crawled out!]
[You glanced sideways at Myriad Soul Banner.]
["How many true words are there in your mouth, boy?"]
[The next second.]
["Run!!"]
[You, Myriad Soul Banner, and Demon Refining Pot ran wildly.]
[The heavily injured Martial Saint dragged his shattered body and chased after you like a zombie.]
["Stop for me!!"]
[A starved camel is bigger than a horse.]
[The heavily injured Martial Saint was about to catch up with you soon.]
[You, one person and two artifacts, happened to pass near the suppressed Jiuzhou Cauldron at this time.]
[You used the "Milky Way Divine Art" to control gravity and slow him down.]
[Stepping on the "Starry Sky Seven God Steps", your movement was exceptionally agile, running around the huge leg of the Jiuzhou Cauldron.]
[Instantly turning on the King of Qin circling the pillar mode.]
[All the attacks of this Martial Saint were blocked by the Jiuzhou Cauldron, almost bouncing himself to death.]
["Bastard! Stop for me! Otherwise, I'll make you die without a whole corpse, and your soul will fly away and scatter!!"]
[You ignored him and continued to circle the pillar, even raising the Jiuzhou Cauldron to use as a shield.]
["Da Chun! Wake up!"]
[Da Chun still couldn't be woken up.]
[Those strange text symbols, I don't know what magic they have, could actually ban the Great Dao Immortal Artifact!]
[In the end, the Martial Saint was still more skilled. His palm was like a sharp claw, and it was about to penetrate your chest.]
["I'll smash you!"]
[Demon Refining Pot was actually assisting the whole time, but he really didn't have much advantage in dealing with people, so he could only turn into a meat bullet impact, crashed directly into it, and hit the Martial Saint's chin.]
[This time it was useful, giving you a chance to escape.]
[But Demon Refining Pot was caught.]
[The heavily injured Martial Saint squeezed hard, and cracks appeared on Demon Refining Pot.]
[At the same time, you noticed that the connection between you and Demon Refining Pot was erased.]
["Demon Refining Pot!"]
[The opponent did not destroy Demon Refining Pot, but put it into a storage spirit artifact.]
[The enemy came to kill again.]
[The red in your vision was so thick that it seemed like dripping blood.]
[Could it be that today is the end of this simulation?]
[A black banner stood in front of you.]
["Old Wan..."]
["I don't know if I can hold on."]
["What are you going to do?"]
["Watch closely, I've never told you this move. I wanted to keep it to trick you, you're lucky."]
[You realized something.]
[At this moment, you could no longer distinguish between simulation and reality.]
["Old Wan! Don't!"]
[You tried to reach out and grab Myriad Soul Banner.]
[But the moment you touched it, Myriad Soul Banner had turned into countless dark light spots.]
["Soul Inversion!!"]
[At this moment, Myriad Soul Banner truly entered the "self-will" realm.]
[In the masterless state, he unleashed the most powerful killing move.]
[Sacrificing himself to destroy the world!]
["Rumble!!"]
[Countless ghost faces covered the sky and the earth, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling frightened all living beings!]
[The black demonic flame that covered the clouds and blocked out the sun burned all enemies!]
[The impact of the explosion directly sent you flying.]
[But there was a black force wrapped around you, preventing you from being accidentally injured.]
[Even so, after landing, you were still covered in injuries, an unknown number of bones were broken, and you were covered in blood.]

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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!

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

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.”