Ding! Ding!
An Yi dashed through the warehouse, gripping the Dragon Fang Demon Sword, and seized the moment to slash at the old monk!
The old monk remained unfazed, letting An Yi’s blade strike him without resistance.
What the hell?!
An Yi watched as his sword clashed against the old man’s body, sending sparks flying, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.
Did this guy really turn himself into steel?
"Impressive strength," the old monk remarked, visibly shaken.
An Yi’s power was so overwhelming that even the old monk paled in comparison.
Judging by his appearance, he was only around twenty years old—how could he possess such might?
"Are you at the Void Realm?" the one-eyed old man narrowed his eye and asked.
An Yi grinned. "Not quite, but close."
"Young man!" The old monk’s expression turned grave as he threw a punch, engaging An Yi in combat.
Hongtian strolled leisurely nearby.
Though the old monk was stronger than An Yi, he stood no chance against him.
Sure enough!
Before long—
"Argh!" The old monk let out a pained cry as his hunched body was sent flying.
Boom!
His figure crashed into a glass water tank.
The glass instantly spiderwebbed with cracks!
An Yi hoisted the Dragon Fang Demon Sword onto his shoulder and sauntered over.
The one-eyed old monk spat blood and instinctively retreated two steps.
"I can’t take it!
I’m no match at all!"
His cultivation was at the early Void Realm, but against this kid, he was completely outclassed.
Only when reinforced by the Golden Body Technique could he hold his own for a few moves.
Once the technique wore off, his defenses plummeted, and An Yi’s next slash sent him flying again.
Thud!
An Yi kicked the old monk down and planted his foot on the bald head, looking every bit like a street thug beating up an elder.
The Dragon Fang Demon Sword rested against the monk’s neck.
"Talk. What’s really going on here?" An Yi asked casually.
Pinned underfoot, the old monk seethed with humiliation.
As a Void Realm martial artist, he was virtually unrivaled—wherever he went, people would bow and address him as "Esteemed Senior."
Yet now, a twenty-year-old brat was stepping on his head.
The disgrace was unbearable!
"Don’t even think about struggling. If this sword so much as scratches you, you’re dead," An Yi said coolly.
He wasn’t lying.
The "Sealed Throat" skill—
One strike to the heart, one to the throat.
A hit to either had a 50% chance of instant death!
But the old monk didn’t believe him.
"The victor writes history. I’ve lost. Kill me if you must," the old monk declared solemnly, closing his eye.
"Old master, I’m just here for information," An Yi sighed.
The monk opened his eye. "Ask."
"What’s the deal with this place?"
An Yi scanned the surroundings.
"An underground research facility. I was just hired as a guard. The specifics are beyond me," the old monk replied calmly.
"What about these demonic beasts?" An Yi pressed.
The old monk shrugged. "They’re from the Hundred Ghost Sect—freaks who can shapeshift into beasts. But their memories are wiped. You won’t get anything out of them."
"And this dragon?"
An Yi’s gaze locked onto the silver dragon in the tank.
Even in slumber, its oppressive aura sent chills down his spine.
His grip tightened around the Dragon Fang Demon Sword, as if ready to duel the slumbering beast at any moment.
"That’s a dragon corpse. Boss Nie bought it at a high price—said it had ‘collector’s value,’" the old monk explained.
"A corpse?!"
An Yi was stunned.
All this time, he’d been guarding against… a dead body?
He glanced down at the old monk, conflicted.
This guy was just a hired hand, clueless about the bigger picture.
Chopping his head off seemed excessive.
Boss Nie’s allegiance was still unclear—killing his man would mean making an enemy.
But letting him go wasn’t an option either.
As An Yi debated what to do—
Crash!
The tank shattered.
Water gushed out, flooding the area instantly.
The silver dragon’s body was swept along with the current.
A dragon!
An actual dragon!
Hongtian’s single eye gleamed with greed.
If he could devour this dragon and absorb its power, he might regain his peak strength!
Unable to resist, Hongtian bared his fangs and lunged at the dragon’s corpse!
Chomp!
The dragon’s jaws clamped down on Hongtian’s head.
An Yi: "…"
Old Monk: "…"
The silver dragon had awakened!
And it had Hongtian’s head in its mouth.
"Damn it! Why’s it so dark?! An Yi, save me!"
Hongtian flailed, but the dragon’s grip was unshakable.
Ptooey!
The dragon spat.
Hongtian went flying like a loogie.
"Damn! It’s alive!"
Hongtian gasped for air, eyeing the dragon warily.
In his prime, he might’ve toyed with a dragon for fun.
But now? His strength barely surpassed a regular dog’s—no way he stood a chance.
The silver dragon’s amber eyes, cold and divine, locked onto An Yi.
"What the hell?! You said it was a corpse!"
"It was! I’ve guarded it for ten years—never once saw it move!"
Even the old monk was panicking now.
The "corpse" he’d been watching over was very much alive!
An Yi raised the Dragon Fang Demon Sword, wary.
Then—whoosh!
The dragon shot toward him like lightning.
"Too fast—!"
Before An Yi could react, the dragon’s massive form phased straight into his body.
"Huh?"
"It… went inside me?"
An Yi looked down, baffled.
Hongtian rushed over in alarm. "An Yi! You okay?! You okay?!"
An Yi shook his head. "I think so? Feels like it’s just… chilling inside me now."
Hongtian let out a few furious barks, then paused.
Wait—if the dragon was inside An Yi, and eating the dragon would restore his power…
Then eating An Yi would achieve the same thing!
Brilliant!
Hongtian’s gaze turned feverish, drool nearly dripping from his maw.
Meanwhile, An Yi checked his storage space—
There, coiled in a corner, the silver dragon slept peacefully.
Ding! In recognition of the host’s outstanding performance, the system rewards: [Ancient White Dragon] ×1!
An Yi: "…"
"To hell with your ‘system reward’!
This thing barged in on its own—what’s it got to do with your damn system?!"
Still, the name piqued his interest. He pulled up the system’s description:
[Ancient White Dragon]
Description: Perhaps it can be a pet or a mount.
An Yi: "…"
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
