"Uncle Tu!"
"What happened to you? What exactly is going on?"
Seeing Uncle Tu momentarily dazed, Cao Jinxiu quickly feigned ignorance and asked.
At her words, Uncle Tu's heart stirred, and he promptly replied, "This... this old servant doesn’t know either."
"I was resting peacefully, but somehow, I ended up here."
Realizing that Uncle Tu had caught her drift, Cao Jinxiu slowly stood up, pretending innocence as she glanced around at the gathered crowd.
"I am the fiancée of Lu Yun, the Young Master of the Qingyun Sect."
"In broad daylight, under the heavens, I was abducted and brought here. I, too, want to ask—what is the meaning of this?"
"Ye Zhiqiu, this was all your doing, wasn’t it?"
"This is your revenge against me, isn’t it?"
Cao Jinxiu was playing the classic role of the villain who strikes first, planting seeds of doubt in everyone’s minds.
It must be said that Cao Jinxiu had been an expert actress since childhood, and her masterful performance indeed swayed many hearts.
"Looking at Cao Jinxiu, she seems genuinely innocent."
"Could it really not be her? Maybe Ye Zhiqiu’s master framed her?"
"That’s possible. After all, didn’t Ye Zhiqiu come to the Qingyun Sect to seek revenge against Cao Jinxiu?"
"But if he wanted revenge, wouldn’t joining the Qingyun Sect give him plenty of opportunities? Framing her seems a bit foolish."
"If he were smart, would he have refused to join the Qingyun Sect in the first place?"
"Well, that does make sense."
Hearing the murmurs around her, Cao Jinxiu’s face lit up with delight, and she cast a smug glance at Ye Zhiqiu.
"Little fool, trying to outwit me? You’re not even worthy," she sneered inwardly.
Faced with her provocation, Ye Zhiqiu merely scoffed, unfazed. He knew his master would never let her stir up trouble.
Chen Chang'an studied Cao Jinxiu curiously and asked, "When you arrived, did we mention what had happened?"
"If I recall correctly, we didn’t say a word. So why are you accusing Ye Zhiqiu of taking revenge?"
"What exactly did he take revenge for?"
"If you knew nothing, why did you immediately call for Lu Yun’s help the moment you arrived?"
"What are you afraid of? What are you worried about?"
Chen Chang'an’s words struck Cao Jinxiu like a bolt of lightning. She had slipped up—her initial panic had exposed her.
"I—"
Before she could continue, Chen Chang'an cut her off.
"Today, I’m not here to listen to your nonsense."
"Everyone must pay for their actions—unless they possess absolute power. Clearly, you do not."
"Uncle Tu, the assassination attempt on Ye Zhiqiu at Xiaoyun Peak—who gave the order? I think everyone here already knows, even if I don’t spell it out."
"Let all present bear witness."
"Those who harm my disciple... shall die!"
Before anyone could react, Chen Chang'an struck. Uncle Tu didn’t even have time to speak before he was obliterated in an instant.
"This—"
Chen Chang'an’s attack was too swift. No one had expected it.
Few knew who Uncle Tu was, but those from the Qingyun Sect were aware—he was a cultivator of the Void Comprehension Realm. Yet, he had been killed in a single move?
At that moment, even Lu Mengran and the others reassessed Chen Chang'an. This man had clearly concealed his true strength.
"Uncle Tu!"
"You... how dare you kill him?"
"In front of everyone, you slaughtered him without even hearing his side?"
"Do you hold the Qingyun Sect in such contempt?"
Cao Jinxiu was quick to twist the narrative, dragging the entire Qingyun Sect into what was originally a feud between her and Ye Zhiqiu.
"Don’t worry. I have another gift for you."
Chen Chang'an’s words sent a chill down Cao Jinxiu’s spine. A terrible premonition gripped her.
"You... what else are you planning?" she stammered in fear.
Instead of answering, Chen Chang'an turned his gaze into the distance. Moments later, when Da Huang came into view, a faint smile touched his lips.
Da Huang trotted up to Chen Chang'an and dropped a pile of objects at his feet.
At the sight of them, Cao Jinxiu froze.
Jade tokens.
Dozens of them, littering the ground—each engraved with the character "Cao." These were the unique tokens of the Cao family.
"You... you went to the Cao residence?"
"What have you done to my family?" Cao Jinxiu demanded, her voice trembling.
"The Cao family failed to discipline their own. So, I erased them."
"I wonder if you like this gift?"
Chen Chang'an was no saint. When it came to enemies, he showed no mercy.
Perhaps the Cao family had spared the Ye family in the past, but the moment Cao Jinxiu targeted Ye Zhiqiu, there was no turning back.
Every potential threat had to be eradicated—root and branch. No loose ends.
His declaration sent shockwaves through the crowd. No one had imagined Chen Chang'an would be so ruthless—wiping out an entire family?
Even Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. He hadn’t realized that Chen Chang'an had sent Da Huang to exterminate the Cao family.
Gone.
Everything was gone.
Cao Jinxiu had schemed and plotted, even prepared to pin everything on Uncle Tu. Yet, in the end, Chen Chang'an hadn’t bothered with explanations—he had simply annihilated her entire family.
How could he? How could he be so brazen?
"Such audacity!"
"Do you truly think the Qingyun Sect is powerless?"
"Without proof, you slaughtered so many?"
"Cao Jinxiu is my fiancée. The Cao family and the Qingyun Sect are allied by marriage!"
"Besides, there’s no certainty that she was behind this. You’ve killed innocents!"
Lu Yun finally stepped forward. The situation had spiraled beyond expectation, and as Cao Jinxiu’s betrothed, he couldn’t remain silent.
This time, even Lu Mengran didn’t stop him. Chen Chang'an’s actions were undeniably brutal.
"Lu Yun, you must avenge me! Avenge my family!"
"I truly did nothing! I know nothing!"
"Don’t worry, Jinxiu. The Qingyun Sect will never let a bloodthirsty monster like him go unpunished."
Hearing Lu Yun’s words, Cao Jinxiu exhaled in relief. Though her family was gone, she still had him.
"Zhiqiu, she was the one who ordered your death. You know what to do, don’t you?"
Ye Zhiqiu nodded at his master’s words. Before Cao Jinxiu could react, a flash of sword light streaked before her eyes—then darkness.
"Jinxiu!"
Lu Yun never expected Ye Zhiqiu to strike so suddenly. Right before everyone's eyes—did he truly have no regard for the Qingyun Sect?
Even the expressions of Lu Mengran and the others had now shifted.
No matter what, Cao Jinxiu was still Lu Yun's betrothed. The actions of Chen Chang'an and Ye Zhiqiu were nothing short of a blatant disregard for the Qingyun Sect.
With so many guests present, the Qingyun Sect could not possibly stand idly by.
"Father, he—"
"I know."
Lu Mengran's brow furrowed slightly as he rose to his feet, his gaze fixed on Chen Chang'an and the others.
"The Qingyun Sect will never tolerate the existence of bloodthirsty individuals like you."
"Allowing you to remain would only lead to further slaughter!"
"Before all these witnesses, I ask you now—do you have any remorse?" Lu Mengran demanded coldly.
"Remorse?"
"If we’ve done nothing wrong, why should we change?" Chen Chang'an sneered.
"Very well. Then don’t blame us for showing no mercy."
"No mercy?"
"Even if Lu Qingyun himself were here, what difference would it make?"

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.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

] [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!"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."