In the following days, Luo Wei stayed with this hunter family in the western part of Velen, enjoying a rare period of peace.
Every morning after breakfast, he would accompany Hunter Brother on hunting trips or sit by the river to fish. In the afternoons, he would chat idly with Hunter Sister while skinning and cleaning the game. His days followed a strict routine—rising with the sun and resting at sunset—a life so orderly it was almost surreal.
Here, there were no endless troublesome cases or the political scheming of the Royal Capital's elite. Instead, there was only the vast, desolate wilderness stretching as far as the eye could see, and the endless blue sky with clouds so close it felt like one could reach out and touch them.
Not a bad life, Luo Wei thought as he lay on the riverside grass, fishing half-heartedly...
Of course, it would be even better without that constant feeling of being watched.
Luo Wei raised his head and glanced around.
Though Eleya wasn’t by his side, he knew she was watching him every second of the day.
"Brother Luo Wei, what are you looking around for?" Hunter Brother also started scanning the surroundings nervously. "You’ve got me on edge—I thought there might be wild beasts nearby."
"Nothing, just keep fishing." Luo Wei shook his head and stood up to check his float.
"The fish already ate all your bait..." Hunter Brother sighed. "Are you fishing or feeding them?"
"This is called ‘playing the long game’—waiting for the big catch," Luo Wei said with a smirk. "You wouldn’t understand, Brother. I’m actually a master angler—never once have I gone home empty-handed."
"Really?" Hunter Brother looked skeptical. "And what’s this ‘empty-handed’ you’re talking about?"
"Never mind." Luo Wei grabbed another handful of bait and tossed it into the river, sending a splash across the calm surface.
Hunter Brother could only shake his head in disbelief.
"By the way, Brother," Luo Wei suddenly remembered something, "Hunter Sister mentioned that there’s been an increase in wild animals around the valley lately. Have you come across anything particularly strange? Like creatures with bizarre shapes?"
"Bizarre creatures?" Hunter Brother pondered for a moment. "Not really, but the water levels in the valley have definitely risen, attracting all kinds of animals. This oasis has been thriving more and more over the past four years..."
"Hmm..." Luo Wei fell into thought. The ecological changes around Blackwater Town were likely tied to his arrival four years ago.
Back then, after he, Tilis, and Eleya eradicated the cult that had taken root in Blackwater Town, the ancient river channel, once cut off, had been restored. In contrast, the eerie forest surrounding the town had withered, growing increasingly barren.
"Must’ve been because of those cultists..." Hunter Brother mused. "The folks who escaped the town back then said those fanatics used some dark ritual to drain the life from this land—that’s why our soil turned so desolate..."
He added gratefully, "But thank the gods! Four years ago, a few nameless heroes arrived in town and drove the cultists away. That’s when this land finally started healing."
Luo Wei couldn’t help but smile at that.
His accidental heroics from years ago had now become the stuff of local legend. It was an amusing thought.
"What else did those heroes do? I’m curious—tell me more," Luo Wei urged eagerly.
"I could talk for three days straight and still not finish!" Hunter Brother grew animated. "They say the three heroes were one man and two women. The man was over two meters tall, with a thick beard and muscles like an ox. And the women? Built like warriors—could punch a cultist’s head clean off!"
Luo Wei silently glanced at his own barely-there biceps.
Had the rumors really gotten this exaggerated in less than four years?
As they chatted, ripples suddenly disturbed the water near Hunter Brother’s line. He quickly signaled for silence.
"Shh—got a bite!"
"Must be the bait I threw in earlier," Luo Wei said smugly. "Told you I’m a fishing expert—you just didn’t believe me."
Hunter Brother seized the moment and yanked the rod upward.
But the force from beneath the water was unexpectedly strong—so much so that he nearly lost his grip.
"It’s huge!" Hunter Brother called to Luo Wei. "Help me out here!"
Luo Wei stared at the violent splashing, sensing something was off, but he still stepped in to assist.
To their shock, even with both of them pulling, they were almost dragged into the river.
Luo Wei was stunned. His strength had long since recovered, and his stats weren’t just for show—yet whatever was down there was overpowering them both.
So he had no choice but to resort to magic.
With a loud boom, water sprayed three meters into the air as Hunter Brother reeled in a massive, shadowy figure.
"What in the—what is this?" Hunter Brother gaped at the thing on the ground. "Since when do fish have tentacles?"
Luo Wei fired a [Magic Missile], obliterating the grotesque, multi-mouthed abomination.
"Fish don’t have four mouths either. That’s no fish—it’s a monster."
Ignoring Hunter Brother’s shaken expression, Luo Wei turned his gaze upstream, toward Blackwater Town.
It seemed the dark power had awakened once more.
Four years ago, the cultists in Blackwater Town had worshipped a dark deity known as the "Mother of Abundance," whose domain was tied to "life"—or more specifically, "fertility." The cultists had sought to awaken the Mother, transforming the forest into a breeding ground for her offspring.
Blackwater Town had been the final challenge in Luo Wei’s first journey. His party had only dismantled the cult and disrupted the ritual, never addressing the root of the problem—the soil of the dark god’s influence remained.
Now, after four years, the seal on the "Mother of Abundance" was showing signs of weakening. It worried Luo Wei. Back then, even in her half-awakened state, the horrors she spawned had been terrifying enough. If they had to face her directly...
"This land has been tainted," Luo Wei said gravely. "Brother, you two should really consider moving."
"Move..." Hunter Brother shook his head. "Where else is there to go?"
"To the Royal Capital of Velen," Luo Wei suggested. "There are supernaturals stationed there, and the Church of the Holy Light. It’s far safer than here."
Hunter Brother gave a bitter laugh. "We fled the Royal Capital six years ago. Our family got caught up in the nobles’ wars—that’s why we hid in this godforsaken place. We’ve already left our homeland behind. Where else can we go?"
"I see..." Luo Wei knew Velen had always been unstable, but he hadn’t realized these two had such a past.
He sighed helplessly. Truly, tyranny was fiercer than any beast...

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?"

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.”

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"