Huh??
Su Muwan was utterly stunned.
She stared at the task displayed on her system panel.
This...this...this...is this even reasonable?
Is this the kind of mission that should appear right now?
Some ancient serpent god? Some god-slaying quest?
How did the power scaling suddenly jump like this?
No, no, no...
Su Muwan shook her head—it must be that she had opened it wrong.
She closed the panel. Wasn’t there that kind of situation where the system had a bug, so the panel didn’t update properly?
Click.
She reopened the panel.
So, as long as she closed and reopened it, it would definitely...
[Failure Penalty: Death]
Slap!
Su Muwan covered her face, her pupils trembling violently.
“What kind of joke is this?!”
“Waaah!! This is targeting me! This is clearly targeting me!!”
Su Muwan trembled with rage. This damn system, you might as well have never bound me in the first place!!
Oh, right!
She turned to Qin Luo and asked, “Qin Luo, what’s your mission?”
Qin Luo blinked. “One’s about repairing the tribe, the other’s recruiting believers.”
“Oh, and...”
He opened his panel. “It also gave me a newbie starter pack.”
Su Muwan: ??
Huh?
Su Muwan’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Qin Luo.
This!! Can anyone even understand this?!
Qin Luo’s status as a top-tier protagonist just keeps rising!
Is this what it means to be top-tier?
Starting off with a newbie pack, and missions perfectly suited for beginners.
But when it comes to me, the difficulty instantly skyrockets to SSS-rank?!
This isn’t fair!
But.
Su Muwan took a deep breath, her gaze steadying. It’s fine, Su.
As long as she advanced the plot and went back, everything would be fine.
Judging by the history of the Great Thousand Worlds, these so-called ancient gods were probably long dead by now.
Once she returned, it wouldn’t matter anymore!
And even if she took ten thousand steps back—
Who said this ancient god’s cultivation system was necessarily stronger than martial arts?
It wasn’t like she couldn’t kill one, right?
And if she succeeded, she’d even get the Primordial God-Slaying Mark.
She didn’t know what it did, but at the very least, it was something that countered gods, right?
That meant her reward mechanism wasn’t bad either!
Just as she was thinking this—
Qin Luo had already opened his Primordial Starter Pack.
With a strange ripple of energy,
a black streak of light merged into Qin Luo’s forehead.
Qin Luo focused for a moment,
then opened his palm, where a black mark hovered.
Su Muwan blinked, a bad feeling creeping up on her. “That thing is...?”
Qin Luo read the system’s description. “It’s called the Primordial God-Slaying Mark. It fused with my power and can completely annihilate a first-tier ancient god while absorbing its divine core.”
“But it’s kinda useless unless I actually kill a god.”
Qin Luo put the mark away and shrugged. “No idea how to even find one, though. Typical newbie reward—wait, huh? Miss, what’s wrong?”
Mid-sentence, Qin Luo suddenly noticed Su Muwan biting her lip, her eyes inexplicably reddening.
He froze.
“Waaahhh!!!”
Su Muwan completely broke down.
This system was way too biased!
Anyone would think Qin Luo was the heavens’ favorite son!
Meanwhile, it was treating her like some kind of villain to torment!
Around them, the tribesmen shivered in fear.
...
...
Time passed.
On the roof of a thatched hut in the tribe,
Su Muwan sat with her knees hugged to her chest, staring blankly at the sky.
Nothing...mattered anymore...
Qin Luo, meanwhile, gently held her hand, coaxing her patiently. “Miss, don’t be so upset. Think about it—with your martial talent, do you even need to rely on some random system?”
Su Muwan’s ears twitched.
“And think about those so-called geniuses in the Great Thousand Worlds. They trained for tens of thousands of years just to reach their level.”
“But you? Even if we count your past life and this one, you’re not even 100 years old, right?”
Su Muwan snorted. “Hmph...not even 50...”
“See? You’re practically the heavens’ chosen, a talent beyond mortal comprehension!”
“And you wield the power of absolute frost—freezing time, suppressing all creation.”
“Things like Destiny Power or faith energy? They’re nothing before you!”
“Do you need this kind of power to advance? No! Because you’re forging a new path—the Path of Pure Love!”
“As they say, ‘Pure lovers, pure souls, pure love makes you whole.’ Miss, you’re light-years ahead of the Great Thousand Worlds!”
Su Muwan’s lips curled slightly, but she quickly suppressed it.
She huffed. “Oh? Is that what you really think, Qin Luo?”
Seeing his words take effect, Qin Luo doubled down. “Absolutely!”
“And Miss, your beauty is peerless, enough to overshadow nations.”
“Those so-called saintesses of the sacred realms? Mere powder and paint before you.”
“With just your presence, you outshine the entire Great Thousand Worlds!”
“And your wisdom...uh...is unmatched!”
“Tell me—does someone like you even need a system?”
Qin Luo was running out of praise, but he could scrape the barrel if needed.
Heh...hehehe...
Meanwhile, Su Muwan grew more and more delighted, more and more convinced.
That’s right!
Everything Qin Luo said was exactly her!
Brilliant and brave! Peerless in the world!
One punch to shatter minor realms, two punches to break the heavens!
That was Su Muwan!
Yes!!
Her eyes sparkled as she raised a finger to the sky, her face radiant with confidence. “Exactly! So what if the heavens target me?!”
“Expect me to back down?!”
“Dream on!”
“Stupid heavens! Keep targeting me all you want—just don’t cry when I’ve grown!”
“Once I’ve reached my peak...you’ll pay the price!”
BOOM!!!
The moment she spoke,
the skies darkened, thunder rumbling as ominous clouds gathered.
Looks like...
“It’s going to rain?”
Su Muwan blinked.
So sudden?
Xiaobai curled up in fear, not daring to look at the sky.
“Pretty sure that’s not rain.”
Qin Luo’s eye twitched. Leave it to Miss to drop a bombshell like that.
Given they were in the primal era, provoking the heavens like this might actually summon something terrifying.
But.
He also raised his head and shouted, “Miss! Whatever you do, I’ll stand with you!”
“Even if it means killing the heavens!”
The moment he finished,
the thunder ceased.
The clouds parted, sunlight spilling through.
Su Muwan stared in confusion.
Now it was Qin Luo’s turn to be puzzled.
Shaking his head, he took Su Muwan’s hand and smiled. “Alright, Miss, let’s go fix up the tribe first.”
Su Muwan didn’t dwell on it—her emotions came and went like the wind.
She planted a loud kiss on Qin Luo's cheek, then linked arms with him and giggled.
"Okay~"
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.”
【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.)
