[Zhang Miao, a Demon-Slaying Captain of the Demon-Slaying Division in Baling Commandery, Qing Province of the Great Qian Dynasty. This time, he was tasked with leading a team to inspect the demon infestation situation in the subordinate counties.]
[Recently, he arrived in Baiyun County.]
[After half a month of patrols and inquiries, Zhang Miao had basically grasped the local situation.]
["Division Head Feng, Magistrate Cao, the demon threat in Baiyun County has been quelled. The commoners live and work in peace, undisturbed by demons. You two have contributed greatly to this. Upon my return to the Commandery Division, I will definitely report to Lord Demon-Suppressing General and record a merit for Baiyun County's success in managing the demon threat."]
[Zhang Miao was about to leave, and the two major departments, the County Magistrate's Office and the Demon-Slaying Division, gave him an enthusiastic farewell.]
[Hearing Zhang Miao's praise, the fat county magistrate put on a humble expression.]
["I am flattered. It is entirely by the grace of heaven that those demons rarely visit our Baiyun County."]
[Feng Yucheng didn't say much. He frowned, deeply aware of the principle that the more one speaks, the more mistakes one makes, so he simply remained silent.]
[Just as Zhang Miao's inspection delegation was about to leave the city, a peasant woman suddenly rushed out from the crowd of onlookers lining the streets.]
[With a thud, she knelt at the city gate, holding a letter high with both hands.]
["Lord Zhang! I have a grievance to air!"]
[When the fat magistrate saw this woman, his pupils immediately shrank, and he issued an order on the spot.]
["Where did this unruly peasant come from? Could she be trying to assassinate Lord Zhang?! Men, drive her away with clubs!"]
[Feng Yucheng was already speechless at his pig-brained teammate.]
[Do you even realize what you are saying?]
[Assassinate Zhang Miao?]
[Even I don't have the capability to do that, let alone this frail peasant woman?]
[The fat magistrate actually wanted to take the opportunity to silence her by killing her in the street.]
[But Zhang Miao stopped him.]
["Magistrate Cao, she is just a frail woman. Let her go, there is no need to use force."]
[The woman knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.]
["Lord Zhang! I beg you to uphold justice for me! My husband has been wronged. He is honest and sincere, kind to others, and all our relatives and neighbors praise his character. He has never killed anyone!"]
[Zhang Miao sat on his horse, looking down at the woman.]
["Madam, I am a demon-slayer. I only deal with demon infestations. If you have a grievance to appeal, you should go to the county magistrate's office. This is not my jurisdiction."]
["Lord Zhang! It is a demon infestation! The people were killed by demons, not by my husband! The magistrate's office tortured him into a false confession, forcing my husband to take the blame for the demons!!"]
[As soon as these words came out.]
[The fat magistrate grew so anxious that his fat jiggled wildly. He gesticulated frantically, ordering the officials to drive the woman away.]
[Feng Yucheng's expression changed drastically. He silently took a step back, positioning the crowd in front of him as a shield.]
[The spectating commoners broke into spirited discussions.]
[Seeing that the officials were about to forcefully drive her away, Zhang Miao's subordinates immediately stepped forward to stop them.]
[Everyone in the Demon-Slaying Division was a martial artist. Moreover, those who could serve in the Commandery Division had quite high martial arts cultivation. Ordinary officials who weren't even martial artists were no match for them.]
[Zhang Miao dismounted and helped the kneeling woman, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, to her feet.]
["Madam, take your time and tell me everything."]
[Crying as she spoke, the peasant woman recounted the unjust case that had befallen her husband.]
[It was generally similar to the truth you had uncovered in your second simulation.]
[The county magistrate's office had forcefully framed innocent people for cases where demons harmed humans, fabricating murders committed by demons as murders committed by humans.]
[As she spoke, one after another, more commoners stepped out from the crowd and knelt beside Zhang Miao, crying out to him that their family members had also been unjustly executed.]
[These people couldn't be certain if their relatives had taken the blame for the demon race, but they were absolutely certain that their family members had never killed anyone.]
[Zhang Miao looked at the dense crowd kneeling around him, then turned to look at the fat magistrate.]
["Magistrate Cao, with so many people crying out about injustices, it seems you are not competent enough as a magistrate."]
[Sweat rained down the fat magistrate's face.]
["These, these... these are all unruly peasants, Lord Zhang. You must not believe their words..."]
[Zhang Miao cast a disdainful glance at the fat magistrate.]
["Citizens, today, right here at the city gate, Magistrate Cao will re-examine everyone's cases. Magistrate Cao, there is no problem with that, right?"]
[At this moment, even if the fat magistrate had a problem, he could only say there was no problem.]
[The first peasant woman stepped forward and handed a letter to Zhang Miao.]
["Lord Zhang, this contains the hiding locations of all the demons in Baiyun County. A noble benefactor entrusted me to give this to you."]
[Zhang Miao took the letter.]
["I suppose the idea of airing your grievances in the street today was also taught to you by this noble benefactor?"]
[The peasant woman lowered her head in shame.]
[Suddenly, a loud, disguised shout rang out from the crowd.]
["Lord Zhang! Feng Yucheng has run away!!"]
[Zhang Miao turned his head to look and waved his hand to issue an order.]
["Chase him!"]
[Several figures dashed out from the inspection team, swiftly leaping onto the eaves and directly running across the rooftops in pursuit.]
[Mixed in the crowd, you witnessed everything.]
[That shout just now, of course, was also yelled by you.]
["It's done..."]
[Afterwards, all the unjust cases were overturned.]
[The fat magistrate re-examined the cases and ended up interrogating himself right into prison.]
[Feng Yucheng escaped.]
[He was a local snake with many escape routes.]
[The demon-slayers from the Commandery Division and the County Division, based on the locations provided in the letter, took five hundred soldiers from the Baiyun County garrison battalion to encircle and annihilate the demons.]
[As a result, they returned empty-handed.]
[Zhang Miao did not suspect that the peasant woman had provided false information because of this, because they did indeed find abundant traces of demon activity in those places.]
[Zhang Miao speculated that the escaped Feng Yucheng had gone to tip them off, allowing the demons to flee.]
[In Chen Yun's home, when the dust had settled and Zhang Miao's team had left Baiyun County, Shen Qingshan sighed to you.]
["I didn't expect Division Head Feng to also be a mastermind behind the scenes. I originally thought it would at most implicate the magistrate..."]
[The matters in Baiyun County were resolved. Third Sister's family shouldn't end up as miserable as they did in the previous simulations.]
[There are still seventeen years before the Myriad Soul Banner appears. You can't just stay cooped up at home during this time; you still have things to do.]
["Brother-in-law, do you know of the Red Heart Sect?"]
["I do. It's a second-rate sect in our Baling Commandery. Why, do you want to become a disciple there?"]
["Exactly, but I only have low-grade bone structure. I don't know if they would be willing to accept me."]
["If you really want to go, I can recommend you. Although your brother-in-law's cultivation realm isn't high, the ancestors of the Shen family were old acquaintances with an elder of the Red Heart Sect. It shouldn't be hard to get you in."]
["That's wonderful!"]
Outside the simulation, watching the first year's simulation content come to an end, Chen Yi was deep in thought.
"I can also replicate this method in reality to eradicate Feng Yucheng and his gang."
When the time comes, I can even make preparations in advance to prevent Feng Yucheng from escaping, truly catching them all in one fell swoop!
Right at this moment, the simulation text in front of Chen Yi suddenly flashed with a golden light!
[Second year, nineteen years old.]
[Starting trait extraction...]
[Extraction successful!]
[Alien Race's Strictest Father (Gold):
When engaging in battle with non-human races, your high fighting spirit can elevate your blood qi by up to a hundredfold!
Any damage dealt to you by non-human races is unconditionally reduced by a hundredfold!
Furthermore, you cannot be bewitched by alien races through any means!
Those not of our kind are bound to harbor alien motives! Fight, warrior!]
[Do you wish to adjust this trait?]
[Yes/No]
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!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?"
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?!
