[Year 18, Age 35.]
[You have visited several small sects, but every single one slammed the door in your face.]
["Sigh, kicked out again. How rude."]
[You pat the dust off your clothes, rub the bruises on your face, and descend the mountain, dejected and covered in grime.]
[There is a village at the foot of the mountain. As soon as you approach, the thick, pungent scent of blood assaults your nose.]
[Walking into the village, you discover that everyone has been slaughtered!]
[Their corpses lie strewn across the ground in a chaotic mess.]
["Why is it like this again? Everything was fine when we rested here yesterday..."]
[This is the fourth village massacre you have encountered this year.]
[It feels as if a professional band of killers is trailing you—wherever you go, death follows.]
[Strangely, however, whether the villagers were alive or dead, your 'Spider Sense' never once triggered.]
[Old Liu tugs at your clothes fearfully.]
["Boss Chen, let's leave quickly. What if the killers are still nearby..."]
["Let's go. These people... sigh, just bad luck."]
[Your own family was slaughtered by a group of mysterious men. Seeing the wretched state of these victims, you resonate with their pain.]
[Could the ones who butchered Luoding Village be the same group committing these massacres this year?]
[Year 23, Age 40.]
[You still haven't given up on joining a sect.]
[But as you age, the likelihood of a sect taking you in diminishes further.]
[The side effects of popping too many pills during your time in the army begin to surface.]
[Pill toxins trapped in your body are unable to be expelled; they have begun to erode your blood vitality, causing you to cough frequently.]
[You must cultivate diligently every day just to prevent your vitality from degrading.]
[On this day, you and Old Liu arrive at another sect.]
[This is Lingfeng Pavilion in the Sanjiang Commandery of Qingzhou. Baling Commandery, where Baiyun County is located, is also within Qingzhou.]
["Cough, cough! Old Liu, if this doesn't work out, I want to go back home and rest. This area isn't too far from Baiyun County anyway. I have some savings. I can open a martial arts hall and fulfill the requests the General's personal guards entrusted to me back then. Cough, cough! Running around all these years... I'm truly tired."]
[Old Liu's hair has turned completely white. Though only fifty-five, he looks like an elder in his seventies or eighties.]
["Boss Chen, I go where you go. If you open a martial arts hall, I'll be your sweeping janitor, hahaha..."]
[Old Liu's laughter comes to an abrupt halt, and your expression freezes as well.]
[The gates of Lingfeng Pavilion are wide open. Dead silence reigns, carrying the familiar scent of blood.]
[Looking closely, every disciple within the pavilion has perished!]
[Their manner of death mirrors the villagers: faces twisted in terror, wounds jagged and uneven, as if torn apart by wild beasts.]
["How can this be..."]
[Villagers are mortals; slaughtering them is easy for evildoers.]
[But Lingfeng Pavilion, while not a major power, is a martial sect with some fame in Sanjiang Commandery.]
[They have no Golden Body Realm experts, but they have plenty of Soul Tempering and Spirit Gathering martial artists.]
[And they were slaughtered just the same?]
[You look around, feeling as if the quiet mountains hide infinite murderous intent.]
[How could it be such a coincidence? Wherever you go, slaughter follows?]
[But why does your 'Spider Sense' remain silent?]
[Is a serial killer tailing you not enough to trigger it?]
[What a trashy Rare Trait!]
["Boss Chen! Come quick, look! Is this a Spirit Gathering Pill?"]
[Hearing the name 'Spirit Gathering Pill', your eyes light up. Your body, weakened by pill toxins, instantly straightens.]
[Old Liu runs excitedly out of a room, cradling a small porcelain bottle containing two blue pills.]
[You heard Sun Cheng'en describe Spirit Gathering Pills before. The appearance and smell match his description perfectly.]
["Yes, this is it!"]
[Old Liu is very excited.]
["Great! One for you, one for me! I never thought I'd have a chance to reach the Spirit Gathering Realm in this lifetime!"]
[Old Liu is also a martial artist, but like you, he has low-grade aptitude and has been stuck at the 9th Stage of Body Refining, unable to break through.]
[All these years of running around were for this very pill.]
[At this moment, you ignore the surrounding corpses. You just want to take the pill and break through!]
[After swallowing the Spirit Gathering Pill, you immediately circulate your technique.]
[The internal cultivation method "Burning Heart Art" passed down by Shen Qingshan can finally be put to use.]
[The Body Refining Realm cultivates blood vitality, storing it in the dantian to nourish and strengthen the physical body.]
[The Spirit Gathering Realm, however, uses internal energy to condense the essence of heaven and earth into spiritual energy, storing it within the body's meridians.]
[The human body has twelve principal meridians, corresponding to the twelve layers of the Spirit Gathering Realm.]
[Completing the spiritual cultivation of one meridian equates to one layer.]
[Under the pill's effect, your sensitivity to the surrounding natural essence becomes extremely acute.]
[As you circulate your internal energy, your blood vitality surges, acting like giant hands grabbing essence from the environment and pulling it into your body.]
[You even brought the crystals obtained in the army for this very moment!]
[Clutching the crystals, you absorb the pure essence within, drastically increasing your gathering efficiency!]
Outside the simulation, Chen Yi watches nervously as the lines of text appear.
"It looks like I'm about to break through..."
Once he breaks through to the Spirit Gathering Realm, his real self will also become a Spirit Gathering martial artist when the simulation ends.
The Black Stone Gang is small; their strongest leader is only at the 9th Stage of Body Refining.
A Spirit Gathering expert here represents an overwhelming power gap—a complete dimensional strike!
At that point, Chen Yi will be able to come and go as he pleases!
"Black Stone Gang, your doomsday is approaching, haha..."
[As the medicinal power dissolves.]
[The first wisp of spiritual energy appears in your body!]
["Success!"]
[You have successfully broken through to the Spirit Gathering Realm. Probability of drawing high-quality traits increased. Equippable trait slots +2!]
[After the breakthrough, your excitement cools, and you suddenly realize a problem.]
["Old Liu, how did you recognize the Spirit Gathering Pill?"]
[Old Liu is still meditating with his eyes closed, seemingly not hearing you.]
["Old Liu, I never told you what a Spirit Gathering Pill looks like, and did anyone in the army describe it to you?"]
[Old Liu opens his eyes.]
[In that instant, your 'Spider Sense' goes crazy.]
[The hair on your body stands on end, and goosebumps erupt all over your skin!]
[You take several steps back.]
[The corners of Old Liu's mouth curl into an inscrutable smile.]
["I don't recognize the Spirit Gathering Pill, but I can ask them."]
[Speaking, Old Liu looks at the corpses littering the ground.]
[You understand everything.]
["You slaughtered Lingfeng Pavilion! And you slaughtered all those villages we passed!"]
["Precisely."]
["Impossible, how do you have that kind of strength?"]
"I didn't have it before. It wasn't until six years ago that I obtained this."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
