Luo Wei's gaze was cold as he stared at a spot not far away.
Nyarlathotep sat high on an instrument, a wicked smile plastered on her face as she stared intently at him.
"Long time no see, human! Have you missed me~?"
Luo Wei looked at her expressionlessly.
"So it was you..."
"Of course it was me!" Nyarlathotep giggled, happily swinging her little feet back and forth. "What chance would that stupid human have to even touch the Gate of Truth? Dream on!"
"Luo Wei!?" Tilis looked surprised at Luo Wei, following his gaze upward.
"What are you doing? Who are you talking to??"
Luo Wei tightened his grip on her hand, signaling her to calm down.
The black-skinned little girl looked down at the bewildered Tilis and couldn't help but laugh.
"Both of you are fools. The master is a fool, and so is the student she taught!"
Luo Wei frowned deeply.
Nyarlathotep seemed only interested in Luo Wei. Her eyes rolled as she asked in a tempting tone, "Don't you want to know why I did all this?"
Luo Wei shook his head. "Not really."
What was there to ask from a chaotic evil god who was completely insane?
Nyarlathotep pouted, dissatisfied with Luo Wei's response.
"That won't do! The fun is in sharing, so everyone can enjoy it together! It's no fun if only I know..."
Nyarlathotep was like a criminal who, after committing a crime, had to return to the scene just to broadcast the details. She eagerly began to explain to Luo Wei.
"Hehehe! You should have guessed by now. To open that door, all you need is the key! There's no need for a god's flesh and blood as a sacrifice!"
"Hahaha! She believed it! She actually believed it!!"
"What’s with this nonsense about only a god-killer becoming a god? Hahaha! That being wouldn't feel anything from such a pathetic sacrifice! How could it take pleasure in such a common exchange? It only favors seekers of knowledge! Genuine seekers of knowledge!!"
"As for my purpose, hehehe, what purpose would there be~?"
"A life spent tirelessly, yearning to touch the truth, a devout magician who searched half her life for something meaningless, only to fail miserably! And in the end, she went mad out of despair. Is there anything funnier than that?"
Nyarlathotep laughed so hard she could barely catch her breath. The more Luo Wei listened, the darker his expression became.
He thought of the blood-stained notes left by Uthôma and her tragic end.
He thought of Tilis kneeling over her mentor's body, wailing inconsolably.
The master and student, like moths to a flame, pursued the truth but only became a joke, a pitiful, hateful amusement for a chaotic god...
Finally, Nyarlathotep's laughter subsided. She looked at Luo Wei's expressionless face and blinked.
"Oh, and to say I had absolutely no purpose—well, that's not entirely true~"
She waved her hand, showing Luo Wei several scenes.
In each scene, there were various humans, magicians, and other beings, all powerful supernatural entities.
Their opponents were monstrous, grotesque beings.
"Hunting ancient gods is such fun! I’ve always hated those things!"
"Gods fighting gods! Humans fighting gods! Humans fighting humans! Let chaos reign, let it all begin!"
Luo Wei silently watched each scene, every one a complete chaos. In places hidden from sight, the world had already been turned into turmoil by her...
Nyarlathotep, the embodiment of chaos.
She saw chaos as the ultimate joy, and her only purpose was to spread it.
Seeing Luo Wei's expression grow colder, Tilis looked nervously and bewilderedly toward the empty space.
"Luo Wei! What is going on?!
"What did you see? Who are you talking to??"
A chilling, uneasy feeling lingered in her heart. Something was definitely there, something terrifying!
"Tilis, go!" Luo Wei didn't want to drag her into this.
Tilis, however, refused to leave. She immediately cast a spell toward the empty space.
A powerful magical current cut through the air, directly blasting towards the ceiling.
Even after the ceiling was blasted open, revealing the archives on the upper floor, she still hadn't found anything there.
"Luo Wei?" Tilis looked at him in astonishment, suspecting he was seeing a hallucination.
Luo Wei's expression darkened as he looked at the instrument that had been reduced to rubble.
He had just watched as the magical current passed through Nyarlathotep's body without causing any actual damage.
With no place to sit now, Nyarlathotep's mood soured. She shot a resentful glance at Tilis before sitting on a nearby table.
Luo Wei immediately turned to look down at her.
"You're just a projection. Attacking me is useless."
She snorted. "Even if my true form were here, would you little insects dare to face me directly?"
Feeling a bit annoyed by Tilis' presence, she decided to give the mage some trouble.
Suddenly, the entire underground research facility began to shake.
Luo Wei and Tilis turned sharply toward the source of the noise. A colossal being was violently ramming into the wall.
"No! It's the President! He's breaking in!" Tilis gripped her staff tightly, alert.
She was about to go check it out but hesitated, still unsure about leaving Luo Wei. She looked around, trying to figure out what was so terrifying.
Tilis was puzzled, unable to understand the eerie sensation. With a suspicious look, she turned back to Luo Wei.
"Go ahead!" Luo Wei urged. "The President has been consuming magicians and growing stronger. And Helena is still outside. Go help her!"
As Luo Wei spoke, another deafening crash echoed through the room.
Cracks appeared on the white walls, and they could already see the black tendrils of the President poking in, along with his maddened roars.
The situation was getting tenser. Tilis finally nodded.
"Alright, wait here. I’ll deal with the President. If anything happens, call me immediately!"
"Got it."
Luo Wei nodded calmly, as if Nyarlathotep didn't exist, as if nothing had happened.
Watching Tilis' retreating figure, Luo Wei turned his gaze back to Nyarlathotep, who was wearing a mocking expression.
"Are you satisfied now?"
Luo Wei sneered at her.
"Chaos everywhere, trouble everywhere!"
"Your goal has been achieved, your fun seen. Now leave!"
"Hey! Is this how you welcome me?" Nyarlathotep pouted, displeased. "I’ve been thinking about you all this time, and the moment I see you, you’re asking me to leave?"
"Thinking about me?" Luo Wei scoffed. "What’s there to think about?"
"Of course there is!" Nyarlathotep laughed gleefully.
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.”
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!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
