Chen Yi found Hu Tiangong at a speed that was utterly inconceivable to the beings of the Void Realm.
This former Son of the Demon Emperor and Young Lord of the Demon Realm had watched helplessly as his world was conquered and destroyed by an alien race. After that, he had sunk into a dazed, aimless state, drifting like a wandering ghost for a full thirty thousand years.
“Hu Tiangong! Do you want to fight one more battle?”
Hu Tiangong was drifting about aimlessly when he suddenly heard Chen Yi’s voice.
He looked around in confusion and saw Chen Yi, whose physical body was blazing with golden light.
“You… a human? How did you get to our Demon Realm? And you know me?”
“Put those pointless little questions aside for now. Answer me—do you want to fight one more battle?”
“Fight whom?”
“Fight alongside your demon subjects and conquer the sea of stars!”
“Stop talking nonsense. My subjects and I are just a bunch of homeless wandering ghosts, abandoned by the entire world in this desolate corner. What sea of stars is there left for us to conquer?”
“Follow me! I’ll take you to the Real Realm. Even you wandering ghosts can still make use of your abilities there. Rather than continuing to sink into oblivion alongside the already-destroyed Demon Realm, why not bare your claws and fight once more beneath the heavens?”
Hu Tiangong was deeply suspicious.
A stranger had suddenly appeared, opened his mouth, and invited them to the Real Realm to fight. Who would believe that?
Hu Tiangong asked, “Can you bring us back to life?”
“More or less.”
Chen Yi was referring to using his Second Sister’s connections to turn them into ghost cultivators.
“Can you help us take revenge on the Dragonfolk?”
“That should be possible.”
Chen Yi meant that he could send them after the Dragonfolk of the Real Realm.
Hu Tiangong looked at Chen Yi, who appeared like a god descending to earth, and felt that the other party had no reason to toy with a wandering ghost like him.
“Fine, I’m in! What do you want me to do?”
“Use your influence to summon every demon soul in the Demon Realm!”
“All of them? There are far too many to count. Can you take them with you?”
The Myriad Soul Banner immediately took offense.
“What, you think this wandering ghost is looking down on me?”
After Chen Yi had reforged it, the Myriad Soul Banner had already advanced into the ranks of spiritual treasures.
If Chen Yi was an existence capable of overwhelming cultivators from a higher dimension, then the Myriad Soul Banner was equally capable of overwhelming all spiritual artifacts in the Void Realm.
Taking away every single soul in the Demon Realm might be somewhat difficult, but taking away seventy or eighty percent of them would be no problem.
Once Chen Yi encountered his Second Sister again in the seventh simulation, an army of demons numbering in the hundreds of millions would rise to prominence on the path of ghost cultivation!
There was just one small problem.
The army’s combat strength was rather weak.
After all, the highest cultivation level in the Void Realm was only the Qi Transformation Realm.
But once these souls became ghost cultivators, they could continue advancing along the path of ghost cultivation.
That was a matter for later.
For now, they had to get the people—or rather, the souls—out first.
Chen Yi planted the Myriad Soul Banner in place, then flew off to find the Qilin Beast.
Hu Tiangong began rushing from place to place, summoning the souls of the demon race and sending them in every direction to quickly spread the news throughout the Demon Realm.
He told them:
Their days as wandering ghosts were over.
A War God of the Real Realm named Chen Yi was recruiting soldiers. Anyone willing to follow him would one day be reborn in the Real Realm and once again wage war beneath the heavens!
Leaving everything else aside, what wandering ghost who had drifted for thirty thousand years could refuse the chance to be reborn?
“We swear to serve the Young Lord unto death! We swear to follow God Yi unto death!”
“We swear to serve the Young Lord unto death! We swear to follow God Yi unto death!”
“We swear to serve the Young Lord unto death! We swear to follow God Yi unto death!”
The demons grew excited and shouted as they formed orderly lines, flowing into the Myriad Soul Banner like rivers rushing into the sea.
The banner’s surface gradually swelled and expanded, becoming several times thicker than before as well.
“Oh! There are too many of them! I’m packed full! I’m so stuffed!”
Although it was feeling a little uncomfortable, the Myriad Soul Banner was no pushover.
It employed the techniques of a spiritual treasure, refining some of the demon souls in exchange for power and opening up a much larger space of soul energy within the banner.
Hmm?
You’re asking if it refined some of the demon souls?
Don’t worry about the details.
Within the ruins of an ancient city in the Demon Realm, the Qilin Beast’s soul was bound by Soulbinding Chains.
Chen Yi hovered in midair with his arms folded across his chest, his aura imposing.
“Qilin Beast, I can free you, but you have to agree to one condition.”
The Qilin Beast raised its heavy head, and its aged gaze gradually focused on Chen Yi.
“How strange. The Human Realm Guardian has actually appeared in our Demon Realm. What did you just say?”
The old fellow probably had trouble hearing. Chen Yi had no choice but to repeat himself.
“What do you want me to agree to? I am a soul that has been dead for thirty thousand years. If not for this pile of chains, my soul would have long since dispersed. What could I possibly do for you?”
“I can take you to the Real Realm, where you can once again possess the power to fight. But in exchange, you must fight for me and follow me!”
The Qilin Beast remained utterly motionless.
A still image, indeed.
“The Human Realm Guardian has gone mad.”
“…”
Thinking of how the Qilin Beast had helped him twice in previous simulations, Chen Yi freed it without another word.
The Heavenly Dragon Blade slashed forward. Before the blade light could reach the Soulbinding Chains, it split into more than a dozen streaks, severing every chain in two.
The Qilin Beast regained its freedom and stared blankly at Chen Yi.
“You seem to possess power beyond the Void Realm…”
Before Chen Yi could respond, the ruins of the ancient city began to shake violently.
A domineering and ferocious voice rose from underground.
“Who dares run wild in my territory?! Roar!”
Huo Feihuo burst out from beneath the earth, scorching lava erupting from the ground like fireworks.
The earth cracked apart, and ravines spread in every direction. Crimson light shone up from the depths of the fissures.
“Huo Feihuo is here! Who dares—”
A burning hand suddenly appeared beside Huo Feihuo, seized him, smashed through the world barrier, and threw him inside.
The entire process was so fast that Huo Feihuo did not even have time to beg for mercy.
The Qilin Beast once again became a still image.
Then it knelt on one knee in Chen Yi’s direction.
“I am willing to follow you, my lord! It’s just that…”
“Speak.”
“I am still the Guardian of the Demon Race. If I go to the Real Realm, I don’t know whether that might cause any problems.”
“The Demon Realm is already gone. What problems could there be? Besides, remember this: you are the Guardian of the Demon Race, not the Guardian of the Demon Realm. There are still plenty of members of your race in the Real Realm.”
Chen Yi was in the same situation.
He had now inherited the position of Humanity’s Dao Protector.
However, he did not need to worry that going to the Real Realm would cause him to lose its effects, as had happened with the Five-Element Root Vessels in the Void Realm.
Even after reaching the Real Realm, the authority of a race’s Dao Protector still remained.
In other words, for Chen Yi, the greatest benefit of becoming a Dao Protector—the increased cultivation speed—was a permanent improvement. It would remain effective no matter where he went.
Chen Yi brought the Qilin Beast back to where the Myriad Soul Banner was.
Seeing the demons from all over the realm lining up to enter the Myriad Soul Banner, the Qilin Beast was utterly stunned.
“My lord, who exactly is our enemy? What kind of opponent requires you to gather such a vast army?”
Chen Yi replied calmly, “Last time, I was surrounded, intercepted, and hunted down by countless armies. This time, I’m going to turn the tables and reverse the future!”
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.”
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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...
