Looking at the star boat covered with corpses, these dead still blocking the enemy's attacks, gradually being blasted into mincemeat, watching their blood stain the star boat red, you truly want to say:
"This is just a simulation—even if you surrender, I wouldn't blame you!"
But you can't bring yourself to say it, because it would betray their devotion.
A javelin pierces Liu Ying through. Before dying, she uses the last of her strength to shout at you.
"Marshal! Go!!
Don't let our deaths and our families' deaths be in vain!
As long as you live and can leave this third-rate star where cultivation is impossible,
we believe that one day, you will grow stronger—strong enough to make all alien races tremble and make the entire universe know that humanity is the chief of all races!!"
The cries of battle and the sounds of flesh being pierced rise one after another.
Above the spaceport, shadows of people flicker. Enemy forces swarm in from all directions, encircling like an endless tide.
A group of rebel soldiers, their hands dripping with blood, shove you into the star boat.
They push you into the core chamber, seal the protective layer, and then activate the boat's navigation formation and barrier formation.
Finally, these people back out, shouting "Die, aliens!" as they charge at the enemy.
The star boat rises amidst constant bombardment.
The sections you expanded are destroyed piece by piece, debris falling from the air.
The Eagle Legion continues to attack. You retaliate almost by instinct, killing quite a few Winged Ones.
Through the transparent porthole in the cabin, you see the ground below. Rebel soldiers are falling, wave after wave.
The aliens' blades swing. Human blood flows together into rivers.
The earth seems to mourn.
The sky is grim and overcast.
No one but you takes to the air.
Even though most of the star boat's outer areas have been destroyed, the core remains intact under your protection.
And there's plenty of spare space—a thousand more people could fit in easily.
But not a single rebel soldier boards. They choose to fight to the death, protecting the star boat to send their Marshal away.
They dare not board, because the enemy is strong and they are weak.
What if one more person makes the difference?
What if one more person means the Marshal escapes?
Before they see you successfully leave the planet, they absolutely refuse to loosen their grip on their weapons, and they absolutely refuse to take a single step back before the enemy.
The rebellion you raised—on the day you left Blessing Star—was annihilated to the last soul.
Your "Photographic Memory" allows you to remember each and every one of them.
And to remember the horrific way each of them died.
At this moment, sitting in the shattered star boat, watching the land grow farther and farther away, you wish so badly that you had equipped "Bro, You're Too Bland," so that your heart wouldn't ache like this.
"This is just a simulation... ha, this is just a simulation... just a simulation?"
You feel dazed.
There's no time for lamentation. A new enemy arrives.
A wide crimson robe, two pairs of white wings.
A four-winged Red Cardinal is closing in at terrifying speed from the distant sky.
Over these years on Blessing Star, you've learned a lot about the Winged Ones—that the number of wings on their backs varies.
Most Winged Ones are born with one pair. As their cultivation rises and their realm advances, they may grow a second pair, or even a third.
But this wasn't always the case. Some Winged Clan members grew a second pair of wings upon reaching the Core Formation stage, while others might still have just one pair even at the Netherworld or Heaven Passage stages.
And a small portion of the Winged Clan were born with two pairs of wings from the start!
The more wings one had, the more innate power they could unleash, and the greater their aerial agility.
In short, whoever was coming was no pushover!
"Do you really think you can get away?!"
The two pairs of wings behind the Red Cardinal suddenly flared, emitting a piercing shriek.
The shockwave, visible to the naked eye, swept across the entire star vessel.
"Rattle, rattle..."
The star vessel you had painstakingly expanded was shattered back to its original form in a single strike.
You gripped a golden slingshot in your hand.
You sacrificed a green word-token to protect the star vessel's core. Otherwise, that one blow would have reduced the entire ship to splinters.
Seeing the star vessel still rising, the Red Cardinal let out a cold snort.
"Let's see how many times you can block me!"
Just as he was about to strike again, you leapt down from the star vessel.
You were now several hundred meters in the air, and you couldn't fly.
But you weren't in full free fall either.
The Returning to Simplicity stage of the Seven Star Divine Steps let you tread upon the air itself.
Still, it wasn't true flight, and it couldn't be sustained for long—the higher you were, the more stamina and true qi it drained.
Since the star vessel was accelerating away from the ground, you lashed a long iron chain around yourself and tied it to the ship to make sure you could get back.
Right then, you looked like that female soldier from the movie The Great Wall, dangling upside down from the ramparts with a giant iron ring strapped to her back.
Except the thing chasing you from below wasn't a taotie monster—it was the Red Cardinal of the Winged God Cult.
"No one is going to stop me from leaving!!!"
"You're nothing but a mere Qi Refining cultivator! Killing you is like butchering a dog!!"
"Yes! My cultivation is weaker than yours, but I'm not fighting alone!!"
At that moment, as you saw the tragic deaths of the righteous army down in the starport below, you entered your ultimate rage state—transforming into Super Saiyan One!
Behind you, the faces of thousands of righteous soldiers emerged—Liu Ying, Cheng Guang, and all the warriors who had stood by your side over the past few years, who had received your teachings, who had faithfully carried out every command you gave!
Those faces turned into golden power that poured into your body.
"What is this..."
"Incense Path!!"
During your years on Blessing Star, you were unable to cultivate through conventional means.
But you discovered that one path of cultivation seemed unaffected.
The Incense Path!
You gave out white gruel, saving one human life after another.
You taught them letters and martial arts, and in the hearts of the righteous army, you had long become more divine than any god.
Their reverence for you, along with the merits you accumulated, naturally transformed into incense power.
If you hadn't studied the Incense Path, you wouldn't even sense this force.
But the problem was—in your previous simulation, you had already thoroughly delved into it with the Incense Holy Body Empress, Li Lingyue.
The only issue was, without immortal qi, you couldn't convert that incense power into your own cultivation.
But the sheer bulk of that incense power had been stored within you all along.
At the critical moment of escaping from the Planet of Fortune, you unleash every last bit of your incense power, condensing it into a towering golden avatar that stretches from heaven to earth. With a single slap, you blast the pursuing Red Cardinal from the sky and smash him straight into the ground.
“This is impossible?! How could you possibly possess such power?”
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】
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?!
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!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
