【"Is this it? I don't feel like my cultivation has improved at all!"】
【"It doesn't happen that fast, buddy! Refining takes time, and the quantity is too small! Look at those villagers outside—they are utterly ignorant, a waste of food while alive. Kill them! Slaughter them all!"】
【"Stop trying to set me up. The Great Qian Dynasty might be rotten to the core, but it hasn't reached the point of complete lawlessness yet."】
【The Myriad Soul Banner had started trying to corrupt you again.】
【Unfortunately for it, this was completely useless against your golden trait.】
【You could even hear a trace of helplessness in the Myriad Soul Banner's tone, as if it were complaining about how completely incorruptible you were.】
【"Then again, demon souls are indeed much stronger than mortal souls, and the refinement effects are way better. Damn it! Why did my previous masters only know how to kill mortals? What a bunch of pig-heads!"】
【"Isn't it just because mortals are easier to bully?"】
【However, in your case, thanks to the 'Father of Foreign Races' trait, the demon race was actually the easier target to bully.】
【Year 18, 35 years old.】
【Carrying the Myriad Soul Banner, you tracked down demonic auras and traveled around slaying demons and eradicating evil.】
【Because demonic auras allowed you to gauge a demon's strength, you almost never bit off more than you could chew.】
【As the number of demon souls within the Myriad Soul Banner grew, the rate at which it fed cultivation back to you became faster and faster.】
【Year 19, 36 years old.】
【Your martial arts realm advanced to the ninth level of Spirit Gathering.】
【Certain demon body parts, such as horns, scales, and claws, could fetch a handsome price at martial artist markets.】
【Martial artist markets used crystal stones for transactions, not silver.】
【By selling demon materials, you earned quite a few crystal stones, enough to sustain your daily cultivation needs.】
【You even used the surplus crystal stones to buy supplementary pills to accelerate your cultivation progress.】
【Among rogue martial artists, you were living quite comfortably.】
【Year 20, 37 years old.】
【Your martial arts realm advanced to the tenth level of Spirit Gathering.】
【You considered whether or not to cooperate with the Demon Slaying Division to hunt down some stronger demons.】
【After all, what you wanted were the demon souls; it wouldn't matter if they took the physical materials from the demons.】
【But on second thought, it didn't seem safe.】
【If someone discovered you possessed the Myriad Soul Banner, at best, it would be snatched away; at worst, it would draw fatal pursuit.】
【You simply dropped the idea.】
【Year 21, 38 years old.】
【Your martial arts realm advanced to the eleventh level of Spirit Gathering.】
【Year 22, 39 years old.】
【Your martial arts realm advanced to the twelfth level of Spirit Gathering.】
【You had finished cultivating the spiritual energy in your Twelve Principal Meridians.】
【You were now ready to push toward the Soul Quenching Realm.】
【The further you progressed in martial arts, the harder it was to advance. However, the increasing number of demon souls you collected balanced out your cultivation speed.】
【Having roamed the martial world for five years, slaying demons far and wide, you had actually built up quite a reputation in the southern regions of the Great Qian Dynasty.】
【Because your cultivation of the Profound Heart Flame Art caused more and more of your hair to turn red, your physical appearance was highly distinct.】
【Some nosy rogue martial artists gave you a nickname: Red-Haired Demon Slayer!】
【Sometimes, people would just shorten it to Red Hair!】
【"That sounds awful..."】
【Whenever people caught you slaying demons in a certain area, the commoners would spot that distinctively vibrant red hair on your head and chant in unison, "Red Hair! Red Hair!"】
【You cringed so hard your toes could have dug out a three-bedroom apartment, and you quickly slipped away.】
【"The great hero Red Hair not only upholds justice and fears no demons, but he also asks for no reward after eliminating threats for us—he doesn't even say a word!"】
【Over the past few years, you had traveled far and wide, battling wits and courage with the demon race.】
【However, sometimes, humans were far more dangerous than demons.】
【Because you frequently sold demon materials in martial artist markets, even though you took precautions by only visiting a market once, you were still targeted by individuals with malicious intentions.】
【On a dark official road at night, you were riding your horse toward the Divine Weapon Commandery in Ling Province, a place home to many experts in forging spirit artifacts.】
【You had saved up some crystal stones over the years and planned to forge a better physical vessel for the Myriad Soul Banner, allowing it to unleash even greater power.】
【"Red Hair? Please hold on a moment!"】
【Along the way, five martial artists blocked your path.】
【You had the 'Photographic Memory' trait, so you remembered these people.】
【When you were selling your demon materials in the martial artist market, these guys had been standing right near you.】
【"Gentlemen, what can I do for you?"】
【The five men cut straight to the chase.】
【"Crystal stones are hard to come by, so we wanted to borrow some from you, brother. You just made quite a fortune—a single Golden Bull horn sold for five hundred low-grade crystal stones."】
【"We are all rogue martial artists here, so we won't make things difficult for you. Just hand over eight or nine hundred, and we'll call it even."】
【"You sold so much, yet we don't see you carrying a large bundle. Could it be you have a spatial storage artifact? If so, hand that over too!"】
【Sitting on your horse with your arms crossed over your chest, you couldn't help but laugh out loud.】
【"So, this is a robbery?"】
【The other party was completely shameless.】
【"Robbery sounds so unpleasant. It's a loan. We'll return it to you after you're dead."】
【You smiled.】
【"Alright, I'll lend it to you. I'll lend it to you after you're dead."】
【The expressions of the five men turned ugly.】
【"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! Three of our five are in the Soul Quenching Realm. Let's see how you fend us off!"】
【For rogue martial artists to reach the Soul Quenching Realm was indeed quite impressive.】
【They dared to make a move because they knew your realm couldn't possibly be higher than the Soul Quenching Realm.】
【Unfortunately for them, you didn't take these people seriously at all.】
【What kind of threat could opponents pose if they didn't even trigger your 'Spider-Sense'?】
【You looked around to ensure there was no one else nearby. With a flip of your palm, the Myriad Soul Banner appeared in your hand.】
【Black mist surged across the pitch-black banner, and gusts of eerie, chilling wind rose from the ground.】
【"What is that?"】
【These five men lacked experience and didn't recognize the Myriad Soul Banner, but they instinctively sensed danger.】
【"Demons, heed my command! Kill them!"】
【With your order, dozens of demon souls swarmed out of the Myriad Soul Banner, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves, their faces twisted in hideous expressions!】
【"Mommy!!"】
【The five men were instantly terrified out of their wits.】
【Two of them, who were perhaps more afraid of ghosts, even wet themselves.】
【These demon souls could physically attack humans, but unless humans possessed specific methods to deal with spiritual bodies, they couldn't land a hit on the souls.】
【You could say it was basically cheating.】
【Furthermore, the demon souls didn't just rely on simple physical attacks; they could still use the demonic spells they knew in life.】
【When the Myriad Soul Banner refined souls, the process actually had two different functions: 'tempering' and 'assimilating.'】
【'Assimilating' meant slowly melting the soul into pure soul power to feed back to the user.】
【'Tempering' was akin to a summoner's ability, training the soul into an obedient servant that could be commanded to emerge from the banner and fight.】
【For demons with fierce combat prowess, you had the Myriad Soul Banner 'temper' them, while the weaker ones were 'assimilated.'】
【Now, whenever you made a move, it was a righteous gang beatdown.】
【Never mind three Soul Quenching Realm opponents—even if there were five or ten of them, you could still crush them with your sheer number of demon souls.】
【Therefore, the combat power of the Myriad Soul Banner snowballed over time.】
【The more souls it contained, the stronger it became!】
【This was exactly why demonic cultivators like Old Liu, upon acquiring the Myriad Soul Banner, would so readily slaughter entire villages and cities.】

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?"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)