“We’re really fighting ordinary humans here…?”
“This guy just happens to have grasped a few more divine abilities than usual! There’s nothing strange about it!”
“A few more? I’ve lost count of how many different techniques he’s displayed. That’s not normal at all! Besides, he’s only in the Peerless Realm. Even someone in the Heaven-Connecting Realm wouldn’t have enough time to comprehend so many divine abilities!”
“We can’t run, either. This guy’s movement technique is too fast. He goes after whoever is farthest from the battlefield, then hits them with his fists!”
Despair hung over Spearhead Valley.
The high-level cultivators of Lingwei Star felt as if the apocalypse had arrived.
That killing god rampaging through the crowd, that flickering streak of fire—it was like a reaper returning from hell, mercilessly harvesting their lives.
On a second-tier star, Peerless Realm and Heaven-Connecting Realm cultivators held lofty positions. But today, in Spearhead Valley, they were nothing more than a group of raw recruits being toyed with at will.
The battle at Spearhead Valley would later be recorded in history books as “The Collapse of Lingwei Star’s Former Rulers.”
You killed five Heaven-Connecting Realm cultivators and 176 Peerless Realm cultivators in a single battle!
Only two Heaven-Connecting Realm cultivators and a dozen or so Peerless Realm cultivators managed to slip through your fingers because their life-saving techniques were exceptionally effective.
The survival rate was less than ten percent.
However, that didn’t mean Lingwei Star had only that few high-level cultivators left. There was still another group who had not attended this “lecture conference.”
After all, high-level cultivators posed an enormous threat to low-level cultivators and ordinary people.
Even a fully equipped direct-line rebel soldier might suffer devastating casualties if they encountered a Peerless Realm cultivator. Even if that cultivator did not possess a large-area killing technique, they could still rampage through the ranks and slaughter everyone in their path.
Therefore, before the rebel army arrived, you had to kill every Peerless Realm and Heaven-Connecting Realm cultivator on Lingwei Star that you possibly could!
“Not a single one of them gets away! Though they’ve already escaped, so I might as well loot the battlefield first.”
The corpses strewn across the ground around Spearhead Valley belonged to some of the most renowned figures on the planet.
These people had occupied the highest rung of the cultivator hierarchy and controlled the greatest share of resources.
Now, almost all of them were dead.
During their fierce battle with you, they had consumed a great deal of their stockpiled resources to save their lives.
But the resources and treasures they had not used up were still enough to pile into a small mountain.
With Quantum Ghoststep activated, you collected all their storage artifacts at top speed, along with anything scattered across the ground that was still reasonably intact.
Many of the storage artifacts were locked. If opened by force, everything inside would be destroyed automatically.
But that was no problem in the face of divine abilities.
“Potentia of the Gourd Heavens!”
Using the divine ability Potentia of the Gourd Heavens, you connected the internal spaces of those storage artifacts to your own Gourd Heaven space. By taking a backdoor, you directly transferred everything inside into your Gourd Heaven space.
Finally, you took it all out and sorted it into neat piles in a nearby clearing.
“Source stones, spirit plants, spiritual materials, pills, magical artifacts, spiritual treasures, formations, talismans, exotic beast eggs, cultivation manuals… Oh my God, someone actually carries cultivation manuals when they leave home?
“Right, they came here to exchange cultivation insights. Bringing cultivation manuals isn’t strange at all.
“Not everyone has a photographic memory like me, after all.”
Aside from some of the cultivation manuals, which you could study for amusement or use to help comprehend divine abilities if their quality and effects were decent, these immortal-dao resources were of little use to you.
They would not significantly increase your combat power.
After all, you possessed too many traits. Effects that other people needed talismans or formations to achieve—accelerating the recovery of injuries, increasing defensive power, and so on—could be handled by a single trait of yours. Wasn’t that far more convenient?
Still, these resources were wealth. In the future, you could trade them with other people or factions for things you needed, or use them to strengthen your own forces.
After finishing the looting, you immediately set out to search for the remaining high-level cultivators on Lingwei Star.
The Yuhua Star System was relatively remote compared with the Southern Star Realm. It was not an important trade route either, so few people usually entered or left through its starport, and high-level cultivators were even rarer.
When you had impersonated a member of the Sacred Dragon race, you had already obtained the Winged God Church’s records on every high-level cultivator on Lingwei Star.
So now, you were going door to door to issue challenges!
“Winged God! I challenge you! Let’s see which of us is the true yi-god!”
The person standing before you was the Supreme Pontiff of the Winged God Church, Supreme Ruler of the Yuhua Star System, current heir to the Winged God's divine throne, and a late-stage Heaven-Connecting Realm cultivator of the Winged race: Dalabeng!
You had decided to capture the ringleader first and deal with the Winged God Church’s leadership before anyone else, even though eighty percent of that leadership had already fallen in Spearhead Valley.
You were still using the same face you had worn in Spearhead Valley.
The moment Dalabeng saw you, he flew into a furious rage.
“It’s you! You bastard who killed most of my Council of Elders, the entire Sacrificial Hall, every legion commander, and every Protector Baron!”
Dalabeng was calling the roll of his forces like a general reviewing his troops.
The entirety of Lingwei Star belonged to the Winged God Church.
Naturally, most of the high-level cultivators you had killed were serving the Winged God Church.
What you had done was a catastrophe for the church.
You had wiped out nearly all of its senior executives!
The headquarters and every branch were left leaderless.
Local administration was already showing signs of descending into chaos.
Religious ceremonies and development plans that should have been held as a matter of routine had all fallen into disarray.
Meanwhile, ambitious figures were trying to seize power. They schemed within the organization, formed factions, and plunged the church into endless infighting.
Dalabeng, the Supreme Pontiff of the Winged God Church, was now completely overwhelmed.
Before this, all he had needed to do was occasionally summon the senior executives for a meeting, set the goals for the next quarter, and review the profits and losses of the previous one.
Now, the proposals and decisions reported from every corner of the planet were enough to drown him several times over.
The board of directors, the CEO, and the entire management team were gone. The chairman himself had to make every kind of decision.
“This is all thanks to that ‘exchange conference’ you organized for me, Your Excellency. I really have to thank you for it!”
Bringing up the matter only made things worse. The instant you mentioned it, Dalabeng coughed up blood from sheer fury.
He had thought he had encountered a noble member of the Sacred Dragon race and wanted to curry favor with them, hoping to raise the Winged God Church’s standing within the Ares Immortal Kingdom.
That was why he had gone out of his way to flatter you earlier and had complied with nearly every request you made, never suspecting a thing.
Now, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He had practically beaten his thighs raw with regret.
If he had not helped you gather so many high-level cultivators in one place, it would have taken you far too long to kill them one by one.
And once the news had spread, many of them would have gone into hiding or fled through the starport.
Especially this starport. You could not destroy it yet, because your army was still traveling along the route and would need to land through the starport later.
“Kill him! Kill him! Hurry up and kill him!”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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?"
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.
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...
