[You punch again and again, your light-speed fists piercing the fog and blasting the gloom apart.]
[The faster you dispel the fog, the faster Granny Duobao creates more.]
[This is a contest between the divine powers of the two of you.]
[“Who exactly are you? I refuse to believe someone with your skills and resources would provoke me!”]
[Granny Duobao still hadn’t left. Her voice drifted out from within the fog.]
[You took out the Nine-Crow Divine Bow and fired nine arrows into the sky at once.]
[The arrows split off in nine directions. When they landed, they expanded to dozens of meters in size. Spiritual energy linked them together, forming a sealed cage on the spot.]
[You were preventing Granny Duobao from escaping this area.]
[Even if she could break through the Nine-Crow Cage, she couldn’t leave without making a sound.]
[“I’m Chen Dong! I’ve come to settle the score with you!”]
[On the way to the Main Headquarters, you had already used “Who Am I?” to rewrite your identity information.]
[You were now called Chen Dong, a member of the lower-class human race from Fortune Star. You had been born into a poor family and lost both parents.]
[As a teenager, you accidentally swallowed a divine fruit, causing your cultivation to soar and awakening your aptitude for immortal cultivation.]
[Unwilling to submit to the rule of the Winged God Cult, you embarked on a path of resistance. In your very first battle, you crushed the Winged God Cult’s Main Headquarters on Fortune Star.]
[This was the identity you had settled on after repeated attempts.]
[You would have loved to fabricate an identity like “I’m the Dragon Saint Society President’s long-lost father living among the common people.”]
[Unfortunately, the “Who Am I?” entry stated that such an invention could not take effect because it involved someone who was still alive and wouldn’t withstand even the slightest scrutiny.]
[So this golden entry wasn’t quite as conceptual as it sounded. You could only operate within certain limits.]
[When you had the time, you would come up with a more detailed fabrication of your identity.]
[Seeing that the white fog could not be dispersed, you took out the Demon Refining Pot.]
[“Suck it all in!”]
[“Heh! Just you wait and see—I’ll show you how we handle her~!”]
[The Demon Refining Pot expanded in the wind. Its mouth swelled until it resembled a black hole, and a terrifying suction force converged from all directions.]
[The white fog turned into a surging river and streamed into the pot.]
[Granny Duobao’s figure gradually emerged.]
[“Young man! What exactly do you want?”]
[“I’m going to beat you up first!!”]
[Granny Duobao’s face darkened. Her eyelids drooped, and her sharp, sour features were so unpleasant that anyone who saw her would have to ask, “What’s your relationship with Granny Rong?”]
[“Nine Needles of Yin Void!”]
[Granny Duobao really did pull out a set of needles.]
[It was a spiritual treasure composed of nine tiny silver needles.]
[They were extraordinarily nimble, worked together with exquisite precision, and possessed astonishing penetrating power. A ghostly green glow surrounded them, as if vengeful spirits were clinging to their surfaces.]
[Using the inscrutable movement technique Quantum Ghoststep, you dodged the Nine Needles of Yin Void.]
[You avoided them, but as the nine needles continued to flit through the air, the surrounding atmosphere grew icy cold. You found it harder to breathe, and your movements became much slower.]
[The Myriad Souls Banner warned you.]
[“Those nine needles contain an extremely potent yin aura. They must have been forged after being soaked for years in places like mass graves and burial pits!”]
[“Then draw those evil ghosts out and refine them!”]
[“Uh… but, bro, I’m stuffed. Seriously, I can’t eat another bite…”]
[No matter.]
[You simply pulled out a pauper’s version of the Myriad Souls Banner.]
[“Collect!”]
[Though the knockoff Myriad Souls Banner was shoddy in quality, it worked perfectly well for a first attempt, sucking away all the ghosts attached to the Nine Needles of Yin Void.]
[Seeing her ultimate weapon rendered useless, Granny Duobao immediately recalled it and brought out another spiritual treasure.]
[“Divine Fire Eight-Trigram Mirror!”]
[You couldn’t help laughing.]
[“Fire is my specialty!”]
[The flames Granny Duobao unleashed through her spiritual treasure were no match for the Samadhi True Flame released by your Samadhi Body-Tempering Profound Art.]
[Next, she took out a circular ring.]
[“Blooddrop Vajra Ring!”]
[“You’ve got quite a lot of spiritual treasures on you.”]
[Granny Duobao certainly wasn’t holding back.]
[She didn’t bother with ordinary magical artifacts. She started with spiritual treasures.]
[Unfortunately, when it came to cultivation, you were only slightly inferior to her.]
[When it came to treasures, the enhanced immortal artifacts from the Human Realm that you carried were also at the spiritual-treasure level.]
[And when it came to special entries, she had none.]
[So the outcome was obvious.]
[“Clang!”]
[Another spiritual treasure was smashed to pieces by your bare hands, and Granny Duobao’s heart bled at the sight.]
[“Chen Dong! Don’t push me too far! I’m already old, while you’re still young. Do you really have to force me to fight to the death?”]
[You laughed.]
[“Believe me, if necessary, I’m even less afraid of dying than you are.”]
[After fighting for this long, you had already figured out the limits of Granny Duobao’s combat strength.]
[So you weren’t anxious in the slightest.]
[Whenever she brought out one spiritual treasure, you smashed one.]
[Whenever she brought out two, you smashed both.]
[The goal was overwhelming aggression—and maximum humiliation.]
[Looking at the fragments of spiritual treasures she had spent years painstakingly refining scattered across the ground, Granny Duobao was on the verge of tears.]
[She was already advanced in years, and more than half a lifetime of hard work had gone up in smoke in a single day.]
[Not only had a huge portion of her treasures been destroyed, but her short, frail body had also been pummeled by your iron fists. She was covered in injuries and could barely stand.]
[Getting old really did make everything feel so bitter.]
[“Anything else?”]
[You deliberately stopped attacking and hovered in midair to ask her.]
[Granny Duobao’s aged finger trembled as she pointed at you.]
[“You—you—you…”]
[“Me what? You got what you deserved. Tell me, how many innocent weaklings have you attacked from the shadows? And how many of your fellow humans have you helped the alien races harm?”]
[“I—I—I…”]
[“You what? Today, I’m here to uphold justice and take your life!”]
[“He—he—he…”]
[“He what? Damn it!”]
[“Aaaaaah!!!”]
[Granny Duobao’s neatly arranged white hair had now come completely undone, whipping wildly in the wind. From the outside in, she had been thoroughly broken, her emotions collapsing entirely.]
[This was the retribution she had earned for failing to control her own greed.]
[Under normal circumstances, she should have already been dead by now.]
[Unfortunately, you needed her for something, so she couldn’t die yet.]
[Whether she would die later…]
[That would depend on how she performed.]
[Even in such desperate circumstances, Granny Duobao still had a trump card.]
[Using a divine art that incorporated the Wind-Controlling Divine Ability, she activated a specially made spiritual treasure—a starship shaped like a starfish.]
[The starship could actually take off on the spot without relying on a spaceport, spinning as it rose into the air. It looked capable of heading straight for the outer-space traffic lanes!]
[“Now that’s a good thing!”]
[You hadn’t felt the slightest bit of regret over the pile of spiritual treasures you had just smashed.]
[But this advanced means of transportation had thoroughly captured your interest.]
[“Hmph! Chen Dong! I’ll remember you! Just wait for my revenge!!”]
[Granny Duobao’s voice came from inside the rapidly ascending starship.]
[You smiled calmly, transformed into a dragon on the spot, and cast the Heavenly Dipper Divine Ability “Riding Mist and Soaring on Clouds,” stacking it with the Wind-Controlling Divine Art, “Travel Ten Thousand Miles on the Wind”!]
【Granny Duobao’s Starfish Starship was fast, but you were even faster!】
【To Granny Duobao, seeing you running outside the starship was just like a PUBG player driving along and spotting someone running faster than the car—only for that person to ask her, “Bro, want to buy a cheat?”】
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
