Even after experiencing five lifetimes of human tribulations, witnessing this absurd and cruel scene still left a tangled knot of emotions.
There is nothing new under the sun.
The human realm had been suppressed by the ancient remnants for thirty thousand years.
And here in the Real Realm, humanity was going through something similar, only far more intense.
The elder brother standing behind you murmured in a low voice.
“Now you understand…”
Beside you, Liu Ying trembled with fear, muttering under her breath, “I’d better not have high talent…”
You patted Liu Ying’s back to comfort her.
“Don’t be afraid.”
“But… our lives are in the church’s hands. How can we not be afraid?”
“The truth is, they’re afraid of us—afraid of humanity!”
“I… I don’t see that.”
“Those who are killed are the ones with high talent. That means they don’t dare let a single person who could walk the path of cultivation slip by. So they nip it at the source.”
“But we humans aren’t that powerful. Even if we cultivate, we’re no match for other races.
Take the Three-eyed Tribe—born with divine eyes, able to see through illusions and discern yin and yang.
Or the Scale Tribe—naturally amphibious, moving through water like a shooting star.
And the Wing Tribe—born with the gift of flight, everyone a genius, cultivating at lightning speed.
What do we humans have?”
You smiled and pointed to your mouth.
Liu Ying looked puzzled.
“Brother Chen, what does that mean? That we humans talk well?”
“Language.”
“Language?”
“Everyone speaks our human language. That means humans were once the rulers of this world!”
Liu Ying still couldn’t understand. After all, she had never thought about it. She didn’t even know that the words she spoke and heard every day were actually the human language.
But you knew clearly: in the Void Realm, every race spoke its own language.
Yet in the Real Realm, after a year here, you hadn’t heard a single word outside of human speech.
You were certain of that.
Soon, Liu Ying stepped up for examination. As she had hoped, she had no aptitude for cultivation.
This was humanity.
The vast majority of humans were mediocre in cultivation, but the rare few prodigies could illuminate the entire race.
At last, it was your turn.
The female Wing Tribe clerk in charge glanced at the register and said, “What’s your name? You’re not listed here.”
“Chen Yi.”
Arriving for the first time, there was no difference between telling the truth and a lie—no one knew you anyway.
“Chen Yi? No, you have to change your name.”
“Why?”
“How can you, a human, use the word ‘Yi’ in your name? That’s the hallowed name of our great Wing God Church, and the revered name of our noble Wing Tribe.”
“Uh… let’s set aside your ‘great’ and ‘revered’ for a moment. But what if my ‘Yi’ isn’t the same ‘Yi’ as yours…”
“I don’t care which one it is! Change it or not?”
“Fine, I’ll go by Chen Long from now on.”
“Long isn’t allowed either!”
“What’s wrong with ‘Long’? Are you called the Wing-Longs?”
“The Sacred Dragon Tribe is the noblest race in our Milky Way South Star Sector! You can’t use their name either!”
You were utterly speechless.
[There are so many races in the Void Realm, all more noble than humans, and none can violate name taboos. Humans might as well not take names at all and just assign numbers!]
[After trying for a while, you ended up picking the classic fake name—Chen Dong.]
[The eagle’s eye shot a pale beam of light, sweeping over you.]
[Then your aptitude was read out.]
[That eagle’s eye, floating in midair and made of transparent crystal, suddenly blazed into dazzling, multicolored brilliance!]
[“How could…”]
[The cardinal in red, the priest in white, the knight order of protectors, the Black Eye Legion, and the crowd of villagers brought here—all were blinded by the light, unable to open their eyes.]
[You frowned slightly.]
[Your aptitude should be quite poor—why all this commotion?]
[It looks like you have no choice but to fight.]
[You could already see the cardinal in red, struck again by that sudden manic zeal, walking toward you with an exaggerated expression.]
[“Ah! You unforgivable…”]
[“No immortal root, no special physique, no special soul…”]
[The female winged human in charge of records saved your life.]
[Her words left the cardinal in red confused.]
[“The eagle’s eye shows his aptitude is the highest—how can he be triple-void?”]
[“This colorful light is his luck, masking the glow of his three base aptitudes.”]
[The cardinal in red grew even more puzzled.]
[“A man with such high luck—would he end up here? Could the Winged God’s Stone be malfunctioning?”]
[This old man had some self-awareness after all.]
[To have fallen to Fortune Star, be caught by the Winged God Church, and be assigned to work—basically hard labor—and you’re saying this guy has good luck?]
[Where’s the evidence?]
[You were quite interested in this Winged God’s Stone—it works just like your trait "Human Body Scanner"!]
[Since it can’t detect trait effects, it shows your immortal root—what humans call bone foundation—as your original rootless state, not the high-tier root corresponding to a seventh-grade immortal root.]
[If you could get your hands on this thing, it’d be like gaining an extra trait slot!]
[For now, you can’t act rashly. Let’s see how these lunatics plan to handle you.]
[The cardinal in red sized you up.]
[Cleverly, you put on the same dazed look as the other villagers.]
[Stupid and dull, trembling all over, slouching, utterly numb.]
[Your acting skills, honed through five simulations, could be called the best in the Void Realm.]
[But this cardinal in red was cautious too.]
[“He may seem harmless, but with such top-tier luck, he’s no ordinary man. Better classify him as unforgivable.”]
[So that means you want me dead?]
[Your cultivation technique had already started circulating, ready for a desperate struggle.]
[The white-robed priest who brought you stepped forward and said to the cardinal in red.]
[“Cardinal Ningma, hold on!”]
[“Priest Locu, what advice do you have?”]
[“This Chen Dong has high luck, but he’s a triple-void person—he can’t cultivate at all. Why not keep him?”]
[“That goes against doctrine.”]
[“What if he really is a man of great luck?”]
[“That joke of yours is rather ironic. If that’s what you think, why keep him around?”]
[“My point is—if he really is a man of great luck, as long as he’s under our watch, his fortunes become our fortunes.”]
[The two of them said all this without any attempt to hide it.]
It can be seen that they completely disregard the human race.
Priest Locu’s words made Cardinal Ningma nod repeatedly.
“Priest Locu, you truly are a sharp-minded man. So, where do you think he should be sent to work?”
“Mine No. 1. That’s under my people’s charge. I’ll assign my most trusted men to keep an eye on him!”
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
