[You killed five martial artists who tried to rob you. With a wave of the Myriad Soul Banner, their souls were also sucked inside.]
["Let us out! You damn demonic cultivator!"]
[Watching the faces of those five people struggling on the surface of the banner, you revealed a hint of a villainous smile.]
["Thanks for the martial artist souls, my five good bros! I, Red Hair, gladly accept them! Hahaha!"]
[The Myriad Soul Banner spoke up at an inappropriate moment.]
["Didn't you say you disliked the nickname 'Red Hair'?"]
["Ahem, I don't need you to remind me!"]
[Times were hard, and morality had decayed. Traveling abroad, this was not the first time you had encountered something like this.]
[Although you couldn't trigger the "Biological Father" trait in front of humans, once the Myriad Soul Banner was brought out, you were still their daddy.]
[Unless the robbers' cultivation realms were too high, in which case you could only admit defeat.]
[Then again, true experts wouldn't lower their status just for a few hundred crystal stones.]
[You indeed didn't carry a large bundle on you, so where did you keep your crystal stones?]
[The answer was, the Myriad Soul Banner.]
[This thing also had the effect of a spatial storage artifact, allowing you to put some items inside.]
[However, you could only store items with relatively stable properties; otherwise, they would be corrupted by the demonic aura inside the Myriad Soul Banner.]
[Crystal stones could barely be put inside, but they couldn't be left there for too long.]
[Every time you left them inside for too long, you would find that the numbers never matched up when you checked the accounts with the Myriad Soul Banner.]
["I clearly put five hundred in."]
["No, it was four hundred and fifty."]
["You stole them."]
["Ha! How is that possible? I am a grand immortal artifact. Would I steal your broken stones?"]
[These were the usual lines exchanged between the two of you.]
[The twenty-third year. You were forty years old.]
[You arrived at Divine Weapon City, the provincial capital of Divine Weapon Commandery in Lingzhou.]
[This was a special city.]
[Rumor had it that there was originally no city here. Many years ago, an old master skilled in artifact refinement settled down in this place.]
[As a result, some people came to become his apprentices and learn the craft, while others came to ask the old master or his disciples to refine artifacts for them.]
[With the increasing number of people coming and going, this area became bustling and gradually developed into a large city.]
[Later, the old master's disciples formed a unique martial artist faction, the Divine Weapon Pavilion, which specialized in the art of forging spiritual artifacts.]
[The city was then renamed Divine Weapon City.]
[Even the commandery it was located in was renamed Divine Weapon Commandery.]
[And this Divine Weapon Pavilion was now the strongest faction within the Five Regions, being one of the eight martial arts sects known as the Eight Pillars of the Five Regions.]
[Your crystal stones were limited, so you didn't dare to extravagantly hope to hire a top-tier artifact refiner from the Divine Weapon Pavilion to forge the Myriad Soul Banner for you.]
[But Divine Weapon City didn't just have the Divine Weapon Pavilion as its sole artifact refinement sect nowadays. There were also many second and third-rate minor sects whose fees were much cheaper.]
[The Hidden Weapon Tower was one of them.]
[Feng Mo, a seemingly young disciple of the Hidden Weapon Tower, fell deep into thought after looking at the blueprint of the Myriad Soul Banner you handed him.]
["This thing of yours, what is it called again?"]
["The Demon Subduing Banner!"]
["Is it?"]
[The more Feng Mo looked at it, the more he felt that this thing resembled the Myriad Soul Banner mentioned in ancient texts.]
[Of course it looked similar, because the blueprint was provided by the Myriad Soul Banner itself.]
[The Myriad Soul Banner knew that you currently lacked the resources to restore its true body and could only make a low-end version, so the blueprint it provided wasn't exactly identical to its actual self.]
[If it were completely identical, Feng Mo would have determined on the spot that you were here to forge an evil artifact.]
[Proper artifact refiners like them were not allowed to make evil artifacts.]
[As the world's largest sect of artifact refiners, the Divine Weapon Pavilion also bore the responsibility of supervising all artifact refiners in the world.]
["What quality are you aiming for?"]
["Preferably high-tier, but mid-tier is acceptable too."]
["Are you providing your own materials?"]
["Yes."]
["Only one set?"]
["I only want to make one."]
["But there is a chance of failure in artifact refinement. You only have one set of materials. In case of a mistake, will you just give up, or will you purchase materials from us?"]
["Uh... if there's a mistake, will you refund my refinement fee?"]
["Of course not."]
["Then wait a moment."]
[To be safe, you decided to save up some more crystal stones before coming back for the forging.]
["Oh, middle-aged man thirsting for power, are you short on crystal stones? There is a small woods ten miles outside the city. Just squat there, and you'll have some!"]
[A leopard cannot change its spots; the Myriad Soul Banner urged you to go rob people.]
[Actually, robbing wasn't completely out of the question.]
[But you were now the somewhat famous demon-slayer, Red Hair!]
[You had a bit of an image to maintain.]
[Anyway, killing demons was extremely easy for you, and earning crystal stones using demon materials wasn't slow either.]
["In the blink of an eye, I've reached middle age again. As for my cultivation realm..."]
[The bigger problem now was that your cultivation realm was stuck at the twelfth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.]
["Breaking through to a major realm is not easy, and mental cultivation methods are much harder than external and internal martial arts."]
[The Soul Tempering Realm required cultivating the third of a martial artist's three vital energies—Essence Energy!]
[The cultivation technique used for this was called a mental cultivation method.]
[Among the high-tier cultivation techniques you brought out from the Crimson Heart Sect, there was a high-tier mental cultivation method called the "Azure Flame Mental Mantra".]
[You had been studying it for a while now, but you still hadn't grasped the basics. It felt much harder than any of the cultivation techniques you had learned before.]
[Not knowing if it was because the quality was too high, you were considering whether to switch to a lower-quality one to practice first.]
["Oh, middle-aged man stuck at a bottleneck, do you need my help?"]
["You're full of wicked ideas. Can you really help me break through?"]
["Soul Tempering, Soul Tempering. Don't you think this is my area of expertise?"]
["Oh... that makes sense. What's your method?"]
["The Myriad Soul Empowerment Array!"]
[The Myriad Soul Banner explained it in detail.]
[It roughly required the following items.]
[First, at least ten thousand souls needed to be stored in the Myriad Soul Banner. It was referring to mortal souls; if they were demon souls, it wouldn't need that many, a few hundred would be enough.]
[Second, find someone who knew how to set up arrays to lay out a Myriad Soul Empowerment Array. If the other party didn't know what this array was, the Myriad Soul Banner could provide a complete set of solutions.]
[Third, a large amount of crystal stones. Array formations could not function without crystal stones, and the Myriad Soul Empowerment Array consumed an especially large amount of them.]
[Fourth, the main body of the Myriad Soul Banner had to be at least a mid-tier spiritual artifact. Currently, it was just a tattered banner used for sweeping graves, which definitely wouldn't do.]
[As long as this array was activated and you could withstand the impact of a massive number of souls rushing into your body within a short period while inside the array, the door to the Soul Tempering Realm would naturally open for you.]
["Mainly, it's because your innate talent is poor, kid, otherwise it wouldn't be this troublesome. But you should also be thankful that I'm here, or else you would never reach the Soul Tempering Realm in this lifetime."]
[You ignored the Myriad Soul Banner's attempt to elevate itself by putting you down.]
["Crystal stones and souls aren't difficult to get. By slowly killing demons, I can save them all up. Refining a new main body is also a problem that can be solved with 'money'. So that means I just need to kidnap an array master."]
[You suddenly jolted in shock.]
[Oh no, I've been led astray by this Myriad Soul Banner guy!]
[It's "invite," not "kidnap."]
[Therefore, the immediate priority remains the same: hunt demons and trade their materials for spirit crystals.]
[With enough spirit crystals, any problem can be solved.]

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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.”

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!

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"