[Even if its full power couldn't be unleashed for now.]
[But this cauldron was indestructible, and that small world inside it was basically a safe house one could hide in at any time.]
[Moreover, it was a flying safe house, which made it incredibly convenient.]
[The only downside was that the cauldron was too massive and conspicuous, nor did it fly very fast. For everyday travel, riding a horse was still much easier.]
[You absorbed the Nine Provinces Cauldron into your body.]
[The Myriad Soul Banner let out a miserable shriek.]
["Ah! The divinity of this thing is too strong! Keep it away from me!!"]
[You let out a mocking laugh.]
["Weren't you incredibly impatient before, begging me to find you a companion?"]
["Blame it on my current vessel being too weak! Otherwise, as a grand Immortal Weapon, I wouldn't be afraid of it at all!"]
[Suddenly, your nose twitched, and you caught the scent of a supreme treasure once again.]
["Another one?"]
[That wasn't right.]
[You remembered that when the Nine Provinces Cauldron emerged, you had only picked up the scent of this single supreme treasure. How could there be a second one?]
[Could it be those spiritual weapons that were making a pilgrimage flying over?]
[Even for Heaven-tier spiritual weapons, the 'Treasure-Snatching Nose' wouldn't classify them as supreme treasures.]
[You took out the Myriad Soul Banner and waved it. A massive swarm of demon souls was released, transforming into streaks of black light that scattered in all directions.]
["Myriad Ghosts Prowl!"]
[This was one of the killer moves of the Myriad Soul Banner, though it lacked destructive power. It merely scattered the ghost slaves to serve as your eyes and ears, scouting the surrounding area for you.]
["Brother, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly so tense?"]
["It seems there is another treasure nearby."]
["No way? What kind of dumb luck is this? Are you going to obtain two Great Dao Immortal Weapons in a single day? That's insane!"]
[Just as it finished complaining, the Myriad Soul Banner seemed to sense something.]
["Wait a minute... It seems to be... an Earth Vein?!"]
["An Earth Vein?!"]
["Don't repeat after me! Hurry up and use your dog nose to chase it! Earth Veins can run away!"]
["I'm chasing it! I'm chasing it!"]
[Earth Veins indeed had the ability to run.]
[You had been digging around here for several days without catching the scent of a second supreme treasure.]
[Yet you had just picked up its scent, which clearly meant it had migrated here from somewhere else.]
[You mounted Black Wind. With black flames beneath its hooves, Black Wind sprinted at top speed, transforming into a fiery meteor streaking across the Eastern Wasteland as it chased the Earth Vein under your guidance.]
["It's running this fast?"]
[Black Wind had only evolved once. While it could serve as a mount, its speed still fell far short of your own top speed.]
[You told Black Wind to wait in place, leaped off its back, and activated your Golden Body state. Utilizing your Rocket Steps, which had already reached the realm of perfection, you shot forward with a whoosh like a launched rocket!]
[Now you understood why you couldn't find an Earth Vein despite searching for so many years last time.]
[These Earth Veins were simply too good at running away!]
[And they were incredibly fast at that!]
["Something's not right..."]
[You came to a halt, panting heavily and drenched in sweat.]
[The Myriad Soul Banner urged you on.]
["Why are you stopping! Hurry up and chase it! Keep chasing! Defying the heavens and changing your fate happens today!!"]
["No, I feel like it's toying with me..."]
["What??"]
["When I get close, it speeds up. When I fall behind, it slows down. I've been running for two days and I'm still in the same area! It's leading me in circles!"]
["Earth Veins are indeed like that. It's still just a 'child'."]
["If you have any information, spit it all out! Stop squeezing it out like toothpaste!"]
[The Myriad Soul Banner's knowledge of Earth Veins came from the master of its original form.]
[Although it had lost a lot of its original memories due to the damage to its artifact spirit.]
[It still remembered a few things.]
[Its former master was an unparalleled great evil cultivator who had once provoked both the human and demon races into joining forces to hunt him down.]
[He ultimately fell short of success, and even the Myriad Soul Banner was implicated; it was destroyed in the great battle, its artifact spirit nearly shattered entirely.]
[This great evil cultivator had once conducted extensive investigations and learned of the miraculous existence known as the Earth Vein.]
[Earth Veins possessed consciousness, acting like innocent and naive children, sometimes even a bit mischievous.]
[They loved to run around beneath the earth, darting about aimlessly.]
[Its former master had once attempted to capture an Earth Vein and refine it, hoping it would help him achieve a breakthrough to the next level.]
[He had been quite lucky, accidentally stumbling upon an Earth Vein, but he had failed to capture it, allowing it to escape.]
["As long as you cultivate within an Earth Vein, even a pig could become powerful!"]
["Are you serious?"]
["Brother! I, the Myriad Soul Banner, am famous for never telling lies! Cut the chatter and hurry up and chase it!"]
["No, chasing it like this is too foolish. I feel like the Earth Vein is laughing at me. I need to use my brain!"]
[You stood completely still.]
[You took a sniff and realized that the Earth Vein had also stopped moving.]
["It really is toying with me. It thinks watching me chase it until I'm completely out of breath is hilarious, huh..."]
[You had to think it through: why did the Earth Vein appear here, and why at this specific time?]
["I've got it!"]
[You summoned the Nine Provinces Cauldron.]
["Boom!!"]
[With a deafening crash, the colossal object, measuring hundreds of meters in size, slammed onto the ground.]
[You took a careful sniff; the scent of the Earth Vein was approaching.]
[However, it was being extremely cautious, approaching at a very slow pace.]
["Just as I thought..."]
[The Myriad Soul Banner sounded extremely anxious.]
["Are we going to chase it or what? It's not every day you run into one of these!"]
["Don't panic. It will come over on its own."]
["Why? Because you're more handsome than everyone else?"]
["Because of the Nine Provinces Cauldron. The Earth Vein was attracted by it."]
[You speculated that during the previous simulation, the Earth Vein hadn't shown up when the Nine Provinces Cauldron emerged.]
[That was because the Nine Provinces Cauldron at that time was exactly as Sword Master had described—just an oversized brick.]
[But this time, with the presence of Da Chun, an incomplete artifact spirit, the Nine Provinces Cauldron had recovered a trace of its divine might.]
[The Earth Vein must have sensed it, which was why it had come.]
[After waiting for a few hours, you felt that the scent of the Earth Vein was now directly beneath your feet.]
[It was right underground!]
["Dragon Flame Profound Art!"]
[Without hesitation, you unleashed this high-tier martial art, slamming a punch into the ground beneath your feet. Flames erupted from your arm, blasting straight into the earth and tearing open a massive fissure!]
[You shrank the Nine Provinces Cauldron, grabbed it in your palm, and leaped down into the fissure!]
[This time, the Earth Vein didn't flee.]
[Inside the underground cavern, you saw a cluster of white light that resembled a ghostly apparition.]
[It was massive, taking up the entirety of the cavern.]
[Rather than saying you saw it, it would be more accurate to say it enveloped you.]
["So this is the Earth Vein... Myriad Soul Banner, what do I need to do next to elevate my cultivation?"]
["Take me out and plant me right in the center of this light. Then, sit cross-legged, close your eyes, and circulate your cultivation method. Leave the rest to me!"]
[You sat down as the Myriad Soul Banner instructed and began to cultivate.]
["Xiao Wan, if my cultivation skyrockets this time, you'll be the one taking all the credit!"]
[The Myriad Soul Banner's eerie voice echoed back.]
["Of course..."]

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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.”

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?"