Who should we start with!
Big Ghost looked at the trembling women of the Azure Dove Pavilion, a greedy glint in his eyes.
They say the Azure Dove Pavilion is full of beauties, and it's true. Each one is a real looker. That An Yi guy, his kidneys must be dried up by now.
Another gaunt, sharp-featured man from the Heavenly Demon Sect grinned with a lewd smile.
Protector Yang, her hands bound, said coldly: "The Heavenly Demon Sect has some nerve. If you dare lay a hand on anyone, my Azure Dove Pavilion will repay this blood debt tenfold!"
"Oho, who are you trying to scare?"
Big Ghost looked down at her, chuckling. "Get that An Yi out here, let this granddaddy beat him to death! You don't know yet, do you? It's not just our Heavenly Demon Sect. Many sects have gathered at the Azure Dove Pavilion. I'd like to see if this An Yi has three heads and six arms!"
The sharp-featured, tall and thin man gave a sinister laugh, his eyes sweeping over the women before he reached out and grabbed an elegant-looking beauty. "I've decided on you!"
Liu Yue'e, caught in his grasp, showed a flicker of anger and closed her eyes tightly.
If she was taken, it was better than those inexperienced young girls.
"Sister-Master Liu!"
The Azure Dove Pavilion women cried out.
Among them, some girls who had never seen much of the world were momentarily terrified by the scene.
Rip!
A corner of Liu Yue'e's clothes was torn open by the tall, thin man, revealing her fair, delicate skin.
Gulp!
The sound of swallowing echoed.
"Damn, how does this woman maintain herself? She's so tender."
The tall, thin man's eyes grew even more fervent, and he was about to have his way with her.
Liu Yue'e struggled and screamed, which only seemed to excite the tall, thin man more!
"Come at me if you have the guts! Let her go!"
Protector Yang said angrily.
Big Ghost grabbed Protector Yang's petite frame and chuckled, "Don't worry, don't worry. There's enough for everyone."
As he spoke, Big Ghost tried to kiss Protector Yang's pretty face.
"Big brother, how about looking at me?"
At that moment, a voice so soft and seductive it could melt bones sounded.
Everyone looked up to see a woman in revealing pink skirts walking slowly forward.
"I... I know her! Tao Hong, the top courtesan from the Pleasure Red Pavilion!"
A knowledgeable Heavenly Demon Sect disciple exclaimed in delight.
Wang Yue walked forward, her skirts fluttering, offering glimpses of the scenery beneath.
Instantly, the morale of the Heavenly Demon Sect men soared.
Wang Yue came before Big Ghost and said softly, "Big brother, look for me. Isn't your little sister more pleasing than this old virgin who's never tasted meat?"
Big Ghost laughed, throwing Protector Yang aside. "Then it's you."
This woman's looks were good. Though not top-tier, she made up for it with that innate seductive charm.
Wang Yue gave a charming smile. "One isn't enough!"
As she spoke, the tall, thin man stopped undressing Liu Yue'e and sidled over with a grin. "Then add me too—"
Swish!
Blood sprayed.
Big Ghost's neck was slit from behind by a dagger.
The tall, thin man recoiled in shock. "She... she's at the late Void Realm! Be careful!"
By then, Wang Yue was already in front of him. Holding the dagger, she released her energy and severed his head.
The Heavenly Demon Sect men, their brains clouded by lust, were dumbfounded. Finally snapping out of it, they grabbed their weapons. "Kill this woman!"
"Disciples of the Azure Dove Pavilion, hear my command! Slaughter these beasts!"
Wang Yue's lovely face turned icy cold.
The Azure Dove Pavilion women, who had been lying in ambush all around, drew their weapons and charged forward.
At the eastern mountain gate of the Azure Dove Pavilion.
Blood flowed, corpses littered the ground.
Yet, amidst this brutal battlefield, the blushing, breathless cries of a woman could be heard.
"Sect Master, please, have mercy on me!"
The girl's face was flushed, her body glistening with sweat, naked and limp on the ground.
The man behind her was none other than Ning Haotian, the current Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Naked, he walked over, grabbed the girl's face, and smiled. "The other women would rather die fighting than submit. Only you were obedient."
The girl forced a smile. "As long as the Sect Master is pleased. This humble girl also knows the quickest way to infiltrate the Azure Dove Pavilion—"
Crack!
Ning Haotian reached out and crushed her windpipe.
Looking at the girl's disbelief in her dying moments, Ning Haotian said leisurely, "Your skills were too poor. No fun at all."
Ning Haotian raised his hand, and two maidservants came forward to dress him.
One maidservant glanced coldly at the dead girl on the ground. "Pah. A common willow, and you dared covet the Sect Master's noble body."
No sooner had she spoken than Ning Haotian casually crushed her throat as well.
"I told you to dress me, not to chatter."
Ning Haotian shot a glance at the dead maidservant and said coldly.
The other maidservant turned pale with fear, serving Ning Haotian as he dressed, not daring to utter a word.
A scout came galloping on horseback, quickly dismounting to bow and report.
"Reporting, Sect Master! The rear mountain gate has been taken! The masters from the Jade Mountain Sect, the Blazing Sword Manor, the Fire Ghost Sect, and the Eagle Claw School—the four great sects have assembled! They are ready to storm the Azure Dove Pavilion at any moment!"
From another direction, another scout arrived and reported: "Report! Hall Master Gui was ambushed by the Azure Dove Pavilion Elder Wang Yue. Sixty-three martial artists were completely wiped out."
Ning Haotian said leisurely, "What about that An Yi?"
"An Yi has not been seen to make a move!" the scout replied.
"Hah, this An Yi is really holding his ground."
Ning Haotian smiled. "By the way, Elder Xu, what does that fellow from the Hundred Ghosts Sect want?"
"The young mistress of the Azure Dove Pavilion, Shen Muxuan!"
Behind Ning Haotian, a man dressed like a strategist said calmly.
Ning Haotian raised an eyebrow. "The young mistress? Why her?"
"Young Mistress Shen Muxuan possesses the Heavenly Yin Spirit Vein. The Fire Dragon sealed within the Hidden Dragon Valley requires an object of extreme cold to suppress it before it can break free from its seal!"
Elder Xu chuckled. "By that time, the Hundred Ghosts Sect unifying the immortal sects won't be far off."
Ning Haotian pondered. "Elder Xu, what's your view?"
"The Hundred Ghosts Sect's momentum is already formed. Rather than be eradicated, it's better to pledge allegiance early!"
Elder Xu, fanning himself with a folding fan, said indifferently, "We are among the first to join. If we can capture Shen Muxuan, the Heavenly Demon Sect's status will surely be secure."
"Hah, so this Shen Muxuan is our letter of recommendation."
Ning Haotian said flatly, "No wonder those trash from the Blazing Sword Valley gathered so eagerly. I thought they were just lusting after women too. So they had plans all along. In that case, our Heavenly Demon Sect must get involved."
"For now, taking the Azure Dove Pavilion remains the priority," Elder Xu reminded.
"I know. Pavilion Master Mu Qingyi is only at the mid Void Realm. What power does she have to stop us!"
Ning Haotian revealed a strange smile.
At the foot of Azure Dove Pavilion's mountain.
"Big brother, second brother, this..."
Tu Langlang looked at the field of corpses and frowned.
Bai Xiu's face was cold, murderous intent swirling around him.
Ning Er, beside him, gritted his teeth. "Most are from the Azure Dove Pavilion, but some are from the Heavenly Demon Sect too. That bastard Ning Haotian has really made his move against the Azure Dove Pavilion."
A spear wreathed in purple lightning materialized in Bai Xiu's hand.
He stared into the distance and said coldly, "Reinforce them. Now!"
"Yes!"
Ning Er and Tu Langlang replied in unison.

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

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.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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."