"Elder Supreme!"
"Elder Supreme!"
Though Xuan Tianyu spoke with great authority, he had no idea how to find Chen Chang'an. Just then, someone suddenly called out to him from outside, making his heart skip a beat.
Had the Luo Shen Palace already come knocking?
In a flash, Xuan Tianyu appeared before the caller—only to find it was the current sect master of the Wuji Sect.
"Why have you come?"
"Are you here to plead for that brat?"
"None of his mess can be forgiven, no matter who begs for him."
"Even if I could spare him, the Luo Shen Palace won’t let him off."
"I know you two are close as brothers, but—"
Xuan Tianyu’s words left the sect master speechless. He hadn’t even stated his purpose yet—why jump to conclusions?
"Elder Supreme, I’m not here for Junior Brother Wudao."
"Someone has arrived."
"Someone’s here? Has the Luo Shen Palace really come?"
"No, it’s someone claiming to be Junior Brother Wudao’s friend. They say they’re here to help."
A friend? Here to help?
In these times, those who offer help in need are rare. What a good friend…
Wait—a friend?
"What’s their name?" Xuan Tianyu asked nervously.
Seeing Xuan Tianyu’s tension, the sect master was stunned. Why would a mere friend of Xuan Wudao make the Elder Supreme react like this?
"They said their name is Chen Chang'an."
Chen Chang'an?
It’s really Chen Chang'an?
He came on his own? Without needing to be sought out?
And he’s here to help?
Family!
Now this is what you call family!
"Was there a big yellow dog by his side?" Xuan Tianyu asked excitedly.
"That… I’m not sure. The person is still at the foot of the mountain."
The foot of the mountain?
"Outrageous!"
"How could you leave him waiting there?"
"Disrespectful!"
"This is beyond disrespectful!"
"You—gather the… No, never mind, there’s no time! I’ll greet him myself!"
With that, Xuan Tianyu vanished in a flash, heading straight for the mountain’s base.
Watching him disappear without a trace, the sect master was utterly dumbfounded.
What in the world?
Wasn’t this just Xuan Wudao’s friend? Why was the Elder Supreme so worked up?
"Truly… is it really you?"
"Master Chen?"
The moment Xuan Tianyu laid eyes on Chen Chang'an, his entire being trembled with excitement.
It was him—it really was him!
After all these years, Chen Chang'an looked exactly the same, unchanged by time. Even Da Huang was no different.
"Xuan Tianyu?"
"You’ve gotten so old?"
Though Xuan Tianyu now appeared elderly, Chen Chang'an recognized him at a glance.
"Master, you jest. After all these years, I’ve become the Wuji Sect’s Elder Supreme. How could I keep my youthful appearance forever?"
"That’s not true. Who says you can’t be young and still be the Elder Supreme?"
"Why let your appearance dictate your status and position?"
"You’re just limiting yourself."
Hearing Chen Chang'an’s words, Xuan Tianyu chuckled and nodded, then personally escorted him into the Wuji Sect.
"What… what’s going on?"
"Didn’t that person just say he was Senior Uncle Xuan Wudao’s friend? Why is the Elder Supreme personally welcoming him?"
"Even more shocking—the Elder Supreme called him ‘Master.’"
"Who… who exactly is this man?"
The disciples guarding the sect entrance were all wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were witnessing.
It wasn’t just them. The sect master and the elders were equally baffled.
Who was this Chen Chang'an, to make the Elder Supreme act like this?
"The Elder Supreme took him straight to the forbidden grounds?"
"That… the forbidden back mountain isn’t a place just anyone can enter."
"Though the Elder Supreme does have the authority to bring guests there."
"Should we go see what’s happening?"
"Uh… maybe we should wait."
"Right, best to wait."
Inside the Forbidden Grounds
When Xuan Wudao saw Chen Chang'an and Da Huang, his eyes lit up like stars.
Holy shit!
This is my savior!
"Brother Chen, you—"
SLAP!
"No respect! How dare you call the Master ‘Brother’?"
Xuan Tianyu struck without hesitation, sending Xuan Wudao flying into a wall.
"My foolish son lacks manners. Please forgive him, Master," Xuan Tianyu said apologetically.
"Uh… it’s fine. We really are friends. No need for formalities."
"No, no, no. Maybe before, but not anymore."
"How could this brat ever be worthy of being your friend?"
"That would only lower your status, Master!"
Xuan Tianyu shook his head vehemently. Clearly, he was dead set against Xuan Wudao being friends with Chen Chang'an.
After all, he himself had never gotten the chance to serve as a subordinate—so how could this brat become a friend? What did he have that Xuan Tianyu lacked?
"Dad, I get it now!"
"You’re jealous of me!"
"Look at that ugly, petty expression of yours—"
BAM!
"You unfilial brat!"
This time, Xuan Tianyu wasn’t holding back. A single punch sent Xuan Wudao flying so far that he crashed into a distant hillside, toppling it entirely.
"My apologies. Let me discipline this disgrace first."
"Master, please wait a moment."
With an apologetic smile to Chen Chang'an, Xuan Tianyu turned ice-cold and charged toward Xuan Wudao.
"AHHH!"
"Dad, I was wrong!"
The screams that followed were even more bloodcurdling than before.
The alternating wails of pain made the entire Wuji Sect gulp in unison. Why was the beating even worse now that his "friend" had arrived?
"Such a heartwarming father-son bond."
"Truly touching," Chen Chang'an remarked with a sigh.
"Yeah, very touching," Da Huang agreed.
This one-sided thrashing lasted a full hour. Finally, Xuan Tianyu returned to the forbidden grounds, dragging Xuan Wudao behind him like a dead dog.
"My apologies for the wait, Master."
"My son is unruly and disrespectful. I hope you can overlook it," Xuan Tianyu said humbly.
"Uh… no worries, no worries. Kids will be kids."
"Hahaha, as long as the Master doesn’t mind."
"Master, have you come because you’ve heard of the Wuji Sect’s current predicament?" Xuan Tianyu asked.
"Yes, I’ve heard a little, but I don’t know the details," Chen Chang'an admitted.
"Ah, it’s all this idiot’s fault."
Xuan Tianyu sighed deeply, then explained the entire situation from start to finish.
After hearing about Xuan Wudao’s blunder, Chen Chang'an could only shake his head in disbelief. Just how brainless did you have to be to mistake the Luo Shen Palace for a brothel?
"Hey, was that place really that good?"
Da Huang nudged the half-dead Xuan Wudao with a paw, eyes gleaming with curiosity.
"Good? It was amazing."
"The girls there—each one was a stunner."
"Nice, nice. So, wanna take me there sometime?"
"Huh? You want to go again?"
Chen Chang'an shot a helpless glance at Da Huang and said irritably, "That damn place isn't a real brothel!"
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.”
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."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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.
