"Master, Master! Before you descend to punish that Demon Ancestor, I beg you to uphold justice for me first!"
Lin Yu knelt before Li Cangqiong, his gaze filled with devotion.
He had become the laughingstock of the entire Nine Heavens, and this grudge must be avenged.
"Then how do you intend to punish the Dragon Palace?" Emperor Cangqiong frowned.
"Long Qianqiu has been unfaithful. I want the entire Dragon Clan to pay for her actions. All members of the Dragon Palace shall be cast down to the mortal realm. Immortals, Great Emperors, and those above must all sever a portion of their own cultivation!" Lin Yu's emotions bordered on fury. He had to start by making an example of the Dragon Palace!
Emperor Cangqiong looked at his disciple, seeing through all his petty thoughts. This kid was practically wishing for his immediate demise, so that he might have a sliver of a chance to merge with the Supreme Dao.
But after all, he was Li Cangqiong's only disciple!
"I will reprimand the Jiang Family. The Dragon Clan will not fare well either," said Li Cangqiong before vanishing on the spot.
...
Nine Heavens, Dragon Palace.
"That damned girl! What on earth is she trying to do?!"
The Dragon Palace Lord, Long Xuantian, was sweating profusely. Long Qianqiu had directly caused a monumental disaster!
To actually cuckold the Holy Son of the Cangqiong Immortal Palace? And now the entire Nine Heavens knows! This is beyond a simple slap in the face; it's practically shitting on their heads.
"Re...report, Clan Leader! A...a disaster! The...the Emperor from Cangqiong Dao Palace has come to demand justice! He...he demands justice from our Dragon Palace! The Emperor's decree... all Dragon Clan members are to be demoted to mortals! Great Emperors and Immortals must all sever a portion of their cultivation!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the powerful figures of the Dragon Palace present felt their scalps go numb.
All demoted to commoners? And Great Emperors and Immortals must all sever their cultivation???
Ordinary people are one thing, but for a Great Emperor to sever their cultivation... is equivalent to directly cutting off their future path to the Great Dao!
Even a powerhouse at the Third-Life Emperor Realm would fall from the Peerless Emperor Realm upon severing their cultivation, with no hope of achieving immortality for life.
For an Immortal, severing their cultivation means losing one True Fate, halting their progress forever.
If this were truly carried out, their Dragon Palace would immediately fall from a top-tier force in the Nine Heavens to a second-rate one.
"Wh...what? The Emperor? I request an audience with the Emperor! Long Qianqiu severed all ties with our Dragon Palace long ago! This matter has nothing to do with us!" Long Xuantian panicked.
What a joke? Sever one of his True Fates?
He was currently at the Three-Calamity Immortal Lord realm. Severing his cultivation would immediately drop him to Two-Calamities, with no chance of ever breaking through again—more agonizing than death itself.
As they hesitated, an indifferent voice echoed above the Dragon Palace, "You have three breaths. Otherwise, when this Emperor acts... not a soul in the Dragon Palace will be left."
In the sky, a cold, gigantic face formed from immortal energy slowly coalesced.
The pressure of an Emperor's might suffocated all members of the Dragon Clan, especially Long Xuantian.
Truly, disaster strikes from the heavens while one sits peacefully at home!
Long Qianqiu caused the trouble, so go find her! What's the point of blaming our entire Dragon Clan?
"Three!"
The cold, merciless voice reverberated across hundreds of surrounding provinces.
Once an Emperor acted, forget the Dragon Palace... even these lands would likely suffer disaster!
Long Xuantian gritted his teeth fiercely and forcefully severed a portion of the immortal essence within his body!
Instantly, the fall of an immortal triggered terrifying celestial phenomena. Blood rain began to fall over the Dragon Palace, as if mourning this immortal.
True Fate -1!
Long Xuantian's aura instantly withered. Seeing this, the other Dragon Clan powerhouses also gritted their teeth, their hatred for Long Qianqiu reaching an absolute peak!
They had thought that after Long Qianqiu's bloodline breakthrough into a True Dragon, she would become the future hope of their Dragon Clan. Who knew... she would directly dig a massive grave for the Dragon Clan.
Then, all the powerful members of the Dragon Clan severed their cultivation!
32 Great Emperors, 4 Immortals, all severed their cultivation!
In the end, only a dozen or so Great Emperors remained, three crippled Immortals, and Long Xuantian, now a Two-Calamity Immortal.
Only then did Emperor Cangqiong's giant face slowly fade away.
"Where is Aotian? Where did Aotian go?" Long Xuantian forcibly suppressed his overwhelming hatred. He urgently needed to find Long Aotian!
Having suffered severe damage to his vitality, if he could extract that trace of thin True Dragon bloodline from Long Aotian's body within a short time, he might be able to return to his Three-Calamity Immortal Lord cultivation.
"Re...report, Clan Leader! Young Master Aotian... has disappeared! He said a few days ago he was going out to train... but we don't know where he went," a crippled Immortal spoke.
"What?!!! Contact Aotian immediately! Tell him to return to the Dragon Clan at once!"
...
"Where the hell did this send me? Is this still the Southern Abyss Heaven?"
A white-haired young man with prominent horn-like features walked across the land, looking confused. The place was littered with white bones, and the air was thick with red demonic energy. A mortal breathing it in would instantly lose their sanity.
Soon, Long Aotian learned about the Dragon Palace's calamity from the Nine Heavens network and couldn't help but shudder.
"Lucky me! I knew that Long Xuantian had a deathly aura about him, so I ran away early. Otherwise... I'd definitely be in mortal danger!" Long Aotian said.
"But that Jiang Che is really something else, managing to subdue even a she-tyrannosaurus like Long Qianqiu."
"Huh? Wait, that's not right. Long Qianqiu is my half-sister, so doesn't that make me Brother-in-law to Young Master Jiang?" Long Aotian's mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.
Although he had a vague feeling that Jiang Che was not someone to be trifled with, if I kneel before you and call you brother-in-law... how would you handle that?
After all, one doesn't hit a smiling face. He was determined to latch onto Jiang Che's powerful leg!
Just then, a voice reached his ears.
"Tsk tsk tsk, if it isn't the Young Palace Lord of the Dragon Palace, His Highness Aotian. What brings you here all of a sudden?"
Long Aotian jolted, every hair on his body standing on end. He had run so far, how could someone recognize him at a glance?
"Who are you?"
The person before him had long black hair and features that were seventy percent sinister... a girl... no, a young man, with dark red demonic energy swirling all over his body.
"Holy Son of Cangqiong?!!!"
Long Aotian was terrified by the appearance of the person before him. Damn it... the one who cuckolded you was Long Qianqiu! Go find her! Why come after me!
"Holy Son of Cangqiong?" The young man frowned, clearly... he had no idea what the Holy Son of Cangqiong was.
This young man was none other than Lin Yu from the Mortal Realm, who had bound himself to the "Strongest Wrench System."
[Ding! Host has located a target for conquest! Long Aotian]
[Target Information: Young Palace Lord of the Nine Heavens Dragon Palace, possesses a trace of True Dragon bloodline, current 'Destiny's Chosen' of the Southern Abyss Heaven]
Lin Yu's eyes lit up. It must be said... this Long Aotian is quite handsome. It's a pity... he himself had lost that ability. But for Brother Qiang's sake, he was prepared to bend Long Aotian, to be ready for the day he meets Brother Qiang.
That's right, he had rediscovered his purpose in existence through this 'Strongest Wrench System'!
Before meeting Brother Qiang, he would bend a whole bunch of Sons of Destiny for him......
"You... what are you trying to do?" For some reason, Long Aotian suddenly felt a sense of dread tightening in his gut, as if he had been targeted by some unspeakable terror.
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."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
