【“BOOM!!!”】
【Once again, you opened the fight with a thunderous stomp.】
【With one kick, you sent the Ironblood Sect’s lavishly decorated, gold-plated mountain gate flying.】
【The minotaur guards stationed at the entrance had all been sleeping beneath the shade of a tree. The commotion from your kick woke every last one of them.】
【They were all Innate Martial Artists, but they couldn’t sense your cultivation level.】
【However, seeing that you were human, they instinctively looked down on you, just as the Know-It-All had.】
【“What kind of trash are you? How dare you tear down the Ironblood Sect’s gate! Are you tired of living?!”】
【“Captain! Why are you wasting your breath on him? A mere human dares to come here and provoke us? I’ll chop him up and add him to our meal!”】
【A minotaur clad in black armor swung the great axe in his hands and brought it down at you.】
【You stood completely still. Just as the axe neared you, you suddenly flicked out your hand. The bones of your palm extended like blades, cleaving the axe in two.】
【Before the minotaur could react, you kicked him away, sending him from the Ironblood Sect’s front gate all the way to its rear gate. Your kick pierced straight through the heart of the solitary mountain.】
【The guard captain glanced at the long tunnel through the mountain, one end of which was clearly visible from the other. Then he looked back at you and puffed out his chest.】
【“Not bad, kid! You’ve got some skills! But don’t blame us for ganging up on you. Get him!”】
【The others froze for a moment.】
【“C-Captain, you mean us? What about you?”】
【The captain was already running away, leaving only one sentence behind.】
【“I’m going to call in the experts from the inner sect!”】
【You took one step forward and stomped down hard. The 《Seven Divine Steps of the Starry Sky》 shook the air from afar, knocking the guard captain flat on his back.】
【“No need to rush. You’ll all be joining him soon enough!”】
【You advanced step by step, and every step sent several minotaurs crashing to the ground.】
【As you passed by them, the Heavenly Dragon Saber strapped to your back flashed. Every strike drew blood and sealed their throats—clean and decisive.】
【You began your slaughter at the mountain gate halfway up the slope.】
【Five steps, one slash. Ten steps, one cleave.】
【Wherever you passed, trees toppled and rivers of blood flowed.】
【Minotaur heads rolled from the mountaintop all the way to the foot of the mountain, while mutilated corpses littered the ground.】
【Down in the small town below, some of the bolder residents had come over to watch the spectacle after hearing the commotion.】
【At first, they had assumed you were probably just boasting. Some had even placed bets on it.】
【But when they saw the scene of minotaur heads rolling down the mountain, they were utterly stunned.】
【“Has anyone on Firelight Star ever dared to challenge the other races like this? He’s charging straight into the enemy’s stronghold!”】
【“How many has he killed? The minotaur heads have rolled all the way down to the foot of the mountain!”】
【“Quick! Go notify everyone in town! We might be witnessing history today! The Ironblood Sect has bullied people, extorted them, and seized their wealth for years. Maybe it really is going to be finished today!”】
【More and more people gathered on the mountain.】
【However, they only dared to watch from a distance, afraid to approach too closely.】
【After all, you were cultivators far beyond anything they could contend with. Even the aftershocks of the battle might cost them their lives.】
【As you drew closer to the mountaintop, the countless civilians behind you also slowly moved higher up the solitary mountain.】
【They watched as the Ironblood Sect’s buildings were destroyed, its protective mountain formation dismantled, and its disciples hacked to pieces.】
【All they dared to do was cheer silently in their hearts, savoring the relief and satisfaction. They still didn’t dare voice their excitement aloud.】
【Over the years, it wasn’t as though no one had ever resisted.】
【But human cultivators were suppressed. They were generally too weak, and there were too few of them. Every act of resistance ended in failure.】
【Whenever human cultivators failed in their resistance, it wasn’t only the resisting cultivators who died. The surrounding civilians were often slaughtered as well.】
【These civilians had no idea whether you would succeed today, or whether this would simply be another failed rebellion.】
【All they could do was watch and wait.】
【Still, as they saw the commotion from your battle drawing closer and closer to the mountaintop, the civilians couldn’t help exchanging glances.】
【“This is the first time anyone has ever made it all the way to the top!”】
【“Has anyone counted how many minotaurs there are? The Ironblood Sect has no more than a thousand members in total, and several hundred of them must already be dead!”】
【“Even if he doesn’t succeed this time, the Ironblood Sect has still suffered a devastating blow. Its strength has been severely weakened!”】
【By now, you had reached the mountaintop and were standing in the Ironblood Sect’s main plaza.】
【The sect’s main hall stood directly ahead.】
【Behind you lay the corpses of the Ironblood Sect’s disciples.】
【In front of you stood a group of foreign cultivators at the Qi Transformation and Core Transformation realms. With every step you took toward them, they retreated one step.】
【“Stop! You are forbidden to take another step!”】
【You let out a mocking laugh.】
【“What gives a dead bit player like you the right to order me around?”】
【You pointed one finger. The 《Shattered Star Ripple Finger》 pierced straight through his head, and he dropped dead on the spot.】
【“Human! Don’t get cocky! You’re only at the Core Transformation realm. Once our sect master arrives, you’ll be dead for sure!”】
【The corner of your mouth curled upward in disdain.】
【“Tell him to hurry. I’m in a rush.”】
【You struck out with one palm. The 《Cloud-Burning Hand》 slammed the speaker into the ground and turned him into a ninety-percent-done steak.】
【With multiple traits fully activated, you were completely unstoppable within the Ironblood Sect.】
【You could kill anyone you wanted, however you wanted.】
【The foolish minotaurs knew nothing about formations. The formations on the mountain had all been outsourced, and they themselves didn’t know how to maintain or reinforce them.】
【As for spirit treasures, divine patterns, talismans, puppets, and the like, they only knew how to use them in the most basic sense.】
【Their natural gift was their thick skin and sturdy flesh. They were a race skilled at close-quarters combat.】
【Close-quarters combat?】
【They wanted to fight you with their bodies?】
【If they had possessed some strange or unexpected trick, they might truly have given you trouble.】
【But in terms of physical strength and bodily power, they had kicked an iron plate.】
【“Who exactly are you?! What did our Ironblood Sect ever do to you that you had to slaughter us like this? Don’t you know that we have the Qiu Feng Sect backing us?!”】
【You answered the question, because this time, an answer was necessary.】
【“I’m the Sixth Elder of the Firewood Sect! Do you understand now what you did to provoke us? And once I destroy you, the Firewood Sect will naturally become a subordinate sect of the Qiu Feng Sect. Got it?”】
【The Qiu Feng Sect was a first-rate sect on Firelight Star, second only to the Three Great Sects.】
【Under this planet’s system, the Firewood Sect could not remain completely independent.】
【It still had to become a vassal.】
【However, a major sect like the Qiu Feng Sect controlled a vast territory, making strict local management and direct intervention impossible. At the very least, it wouldn’t commit something as outrageous as the Ironblood Sect’s habit of robbing any place that looked wealthy.】
【“What an audacious claim! You think a mere fourth-turn Core Transformation cultivator like you can destroy my Ironblood Sect? If you can, I’ll eat this entire hall!”】
【A thunderous shout rang out from the sky.】
【You saw a figure plunge down like a falling meteorite.】
【The newcomer was also a member of the minotaur race. He was tall and powerfully built, and he had three horns on his head. The horn in the middle was shaped like a bolt of lightning.】
【This man was none other than the Ironblood Sect’s sect master, Bull Tri-Horn.】
【Looking at him, you suspected that he might be a mutant—or perhaps he had practiced some cultivation technique that had altered his body.】
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!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.
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?!
