Qin Luo felt he might be a pervert.
Because if one does perverted things often enough, they eventually become a pervert.
But then again, maybe not.
After all, the definition of a pervert is determined by people.
So as long as Qin Luo defined himself as not a pervert, then there was no problem.
Therefore...
"I am not a pervert!"
Qin Luo declared with utmost seriousness.
In the alliance conference room.
Ouyang Xuan and the others blinked, their eyes shifting toward Qin Luo, who had suddenly spoken from the head seat.
They exchanged bewildered glances.
What was this guy talking about?
"Ahem."
Ouyang Xuan cleared his throat and spoke up. "As per protocol, let’s begin today’s alliance meeting."
"First, the status of sect integration."
"Based on data from various sects, 70% of the ancient sects have embraced modernization."
"Smartphones, the internet—these have become indispensable to these sects."
"To meet their needs, we’ve also established a dedicated martial arts exchange platform."
Here, Ouyang Xuan paused. "Though identities can be hidden, our backend can still see them."
Everyone nodded.
While it was called an exchange platform, its real purpose was to monitor what the ancient sects discussed while surfing the web.
After all, these old relics didn’t understand technology.
If they were told their information could be hidden, they’d believe it without question.
"Additionally," Ouyang Xuan continued, "recently, creatures calling themselves the Sea Clan have appeared frequently in the East Sea."
"Their activities have disturbed residents of many coastal cities."
"Some ships have even been attacked by these Sea Clan members."
"According to survivors, these beings have bizarre appearances and strange abilities—they can manipulate water."
"When they attack, the waves become as sharp as blades."
At this point, Wang Yun frowned. "The Sea Clan?"
"Are they another race emerging due to the spiritual revival? A relic from ancient times?"
The next moment, Li Mingyuan adjusted his glasses and said, "According to archives, the Sea Clan predates even the Xuantian Realm."
"If I recall correctly, they were the rulers of the ocean in the Canggu Realm."
The Canggu Realm?
Everyone exchanged glances.
They hadn’t even dealt with the Xuantian Realm yet, and now the Canggu Realm was showing up?
Wang Xiaohua, her voice timid, spoke up, "Then... what should our alliance do...?"
As she spoke, her gaze kept drifting toward Qin Luo.
For some reason, she felt like that seat hadn’t originally been his.
Silence followed her question.
The power of the Xuantian Realm was already beyond what modern civilization could handle head-on.
Let alone the even older Canggu Realm.
What could the alliance do? They hadn’t even hunted down many of the so-called 'Chosen Ones' yet.
Then—
"It’s simple."
Qin Luo spoke slowly, his eyes sweeping over the group. "The Sea Clan draws its power from the ocean."
"As sea-dwellers, they can control water and absorb spiritual energy from the sea—it’s an endless source of power for them."
"If we want to counter them, the first step is to cut off that energy supply."
Murmurs broke out among the attendees.
Ye Zhidie furrowed her brows, hesitating. "Cut off their energy supply? How? The ocean is vast—where would we even start?"
Qin Luo gave her a strange look. "Just make them come ashore."
Everyone: "..."
Ouyang Xuan coughed lightly. "Brother Luo makes a fair point."
The others turned to Ouyang Xuan: Since when did you start calling him 'Brother Luo'?
Though they didn’t know why, they too felt an inexplicable urge to address Qin Luo as 'Brother Luo,' 'Lord Qin,' 'Master Qin,' or 'Teacher Qin.'
This urge only grew stronger with time.
Wait—would suddenly calling him 'Lord' be too weird?
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room turned odd.
Qin Luo blinked. "Why are you all staring at me? Keep going. We can set the Sea Clan aside for now."
Ouyang Xuan nodded. "One more thing."
"Last night, the Taixuan Demon Sect suffered heavy losses."
"According to witnesses, it was likely the work of the Devouring Spirit Demon Arts inheritor."
The Devouring Spirit Demon Arts inheritor...
Everyone’s expressions hardened. They knew of this person but never imagined they’d be this formidable.
Even the Taixuan Demon Sect was no match.
"The inheritor knows all the demon sect’s techniques and may have originated from them."
"But..." Ouyang Xuan explained, "Sect Leader Mo firmly denied this, stating that the Taixuan Demon Sect has never produced such a monstrous genius capable of mastering and integrating so many high-level demon arts."
"Moreover, the inheritor has accomplices."
"Based on their words, we can’t rule out the possibility that a new organization has emerged in the world due to the spiritual revival."
The room fell silent.
A new organization...
The world might soon be shrouded in darkness...
The era of martial artists was coming to an end.
For now, these were the only known developments.
The demon arts inheritor was indeed a significant threat.
Everyone wore grave expressions—who knew what conspiracy lay behind this...
"Oh, don’t worry about the demon arts inheritor. That was me."
At this moment, Qin Luo leaned back in his chair and spoke lazily. "I’ve already arranged a scapegoat. Just follow my lead later."
Everyone: "......"
Seriously?
You just casually admit to something like that?
Qin Luo observed their reactions and said calmly, "Just in case—the alliance has too many eyes and ears."
"Classify this as an SSS-level confidential matter."
"Also, the integration plan and all previous plans are only to be known by those involved."
"Any objections?"
[Supreme Command continues to exert its influence.]
Everyone: "No objections."
Qin Luo smiled in satisfaction.
According to what the possessor of the Charm System had said, system abilities couldn’t affect other system possessors.
But...
Not all systems were created equal.
In other words, Supreme Command worked for one simple reason—
Qin Luo’s system stood above everyone else’s here.
So, no problem.
Snap.
He flicked his fingers, and the lights dimmed.
Qin Luo lounged lazily in the head seat as the faint, golden glow draped over the room like a veil.
He slowly interlaced his fingers and rested them on the table.
In the near-silence, every gaze was locked onto him.
Then, Qin Luo slightly raised his eyes, sweeping them across the group before speaking in a low voice.
"Now, let’s begin the real meeting."
"In two days, an ancient relic site will manifest in Wang City."
"The alliance has only one role in this."
"And that is..."
"To eliminate anyone who violates the alliance’s rules."
Rules only reveal their true nature when someone breaks them.

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

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?!

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?"