"Bang!"
A loud noise came, and Li Yaoxi, who was swaggering up the mountain, was hit hard on the butt by Lin Xiaolu, catching him off guard. His whole body fell forward, and his hands subconsciously grabbed Li Mingru's pants in front of him.
"Swish!"
Li Mingru's pants were instantly pulled down by Li Yaoxi, revealing the big red underwear inside, embroidered with a beautiful bright lotus flower.
Li Miaoxin, Xiao Yuer, and Lin Xiaolu were all stunned, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them.
Li Yaoxi hurriedly climbed up from the mountain path, looking at Li Mingru in front of him with a dark face silently pulling up his pants, frightened.
He shivered in fright and shouted loudly: "Master, it was that rabbit Lin Xiaolu!"
"Vile disciple!"
Li Mingru let out an angry roar, and kicked Li Yaoxi flying out. Then he looked at Lin Xiaolu angrily.
At this time, Lin Xiaolu was still holding an iron mountain stance. Seeing Li Mingru looking at him, he quickly retracted his stance and smiled cutely, threatening: "Boss, if you hit me, I'll tell Hou Saner and the others that you wear red underpants."
"Ka da!" There was a crisp sound, which was the sound of Li Mingru clenching his fist tightly.
"Xiaolu!" Li Miaoxin hurriedly came over and patted him: "How dare you sneak attack on your senior brother and threaten your master." Li Miaoxin's face turned red, scolding him while not daring to look at Li Mingru.
Li Mingru had been frowning the whole time. Looking at Lin Xiaolu, he angrily hummed: "Today if you don't gain face for your master, when we get back your master will let you know what it means to be stir fried into meat shreds on an iron plate!"
After speaking, Li Mingru left in a huff and headed up the mountain.
Seeing Lin Xiaolu still giggling, Li Miaoxin patted his head unhappily: "Xiaolu, you really are incorrigible. I told you before we came to be prudent in speech and action, but look at you, making trouble every day."
Lin Xiaolu's head was patted by Li Miaoxin and he pouted gloomily: "It's not my fault. It was that jerk Li Yaoxi who picked on me first, I didn't provoke him."
"But you embarrassed the master."
"How is it my fault?" Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes, looking very dissatisfied, and hummed: "It wasn't me who made him wear red underpants, he chose to wear them himself. If it were me, I just wouldn't wear any."
"Cough cough!" Li Mingru, who was walking ahead, coughed twice, and his calm voice came: "Lin Xiaolu, after this is over, you will be responsible for cleaning the night scents of all the disciples in Plucking Stars, including outer disciples. For one month!"
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu was surprised: "What is night scent?"
Li Mingru ignored him again. Li Miaoxin blushed and rubbed his head, lamenting: "You have suffered, Xiaolu."
...
...
On Emei Peak, in the main hall square of the Green Phoenix Hall, under the twelve glazed tile dragon pillars, the little disciples of the Nine Sects of Emei sat neatly on the clean glazed tile ground, surrounding a huge white jade platform.
On the high platform in the main hall of Green Phoenix Hall, the nine elders of the Nine Sects of Emei were sitting, as well as an exceptionally beautiful Taoist nun in a pure white robe, whose age was unclear.
This Taoist nun looked very young, with black hair and no wrinkles on her face. She was chatting intimately with the elders around her. The elders around her were mostly old, except for the middle-aged Li Mingru, forming a stark contrast with the young and beautiful Taoist nun.
In the bustling crowd, Li Miaoxin whispered to her junior brothers and sisters: "That Taoist nun is the head of our Emei."
Lin Xiaolu was surprised: "Sister, how does our head look so young? She doesn't seem much older than you."
Li Miaoxin smiled and explained to the siblings: "The head is actually very old. She is a great cultivator at the Yuan Ying stage, and can live for thousands of years, so she looks so young. But in fact, she is already over two hundred years old."
"Ah?"
Lin Xiaolu was shocked and craned his neck curiously to look at the head.
"Hey!" Li Miaoxin patted Lin Xiaolu: "Don't stare at the head like that. What if the head catches you and punishes you?"
At this time, Ye Qingluan was smiling and sitting on the head's throne, listening to Elder Fang Wuxiu of the Spirit Sword talking to her. Although she didn't actually know what this guy was talking about, she had to give him some face after all, as the head, she had to be graceful.
Over 200 years old Ye Qingluan was smiling and listening to the old man flattering her, while using the corner of her eye to sneak a peek at her junior brother.
Damn, this guy is actually drinking secretly!
At this moment, Li Mingru was sitting quietly to the side, head down, holding a wine gourd in his arms. His mouth was slightly open with a barely visible stream of wine flying out from the gourd into his mouth.
Seeing this, Ye Qingluan was almost angry enough to explode.
Damn it, I'm being annoyed here, but look at you, leisurely as hell. Finally get to see my senior sister, but you don't even talk to me, just sit there drinking alone, how annoying.
After complaining inwardly, Ye Qingluan stood gracefully in front of the high platform, glanced at the nearly fifty children below, then cleared her throat and "ahemmed" softly.
Hearing the head make a sound, the children quickly stood up. Most of them were seeing the head for the first time, and almost every child looked at the head with eyes full of tension and admiration, except for Lin Xiaolu, of course.
The beautiful Taoist nun smiled as she glanced at the children, nodded satisfactorily, then waved her little hand and said, "Let the test begin."
After that, she sat back in her head's throne, legs crossed, and began to leisurely peel oranges.
The elders of the major branches looked at each other, each with subtle expressions, either helpless or wryly smiling, as they sat down. Only Li Mingru still had that dying look, hugging the wine gourd secretly drinking.
At this time, on the square white jade platform, a cultivator stood in the center position, clasped his hands towards the children below and smiled: "Younger brothers and sisters, don't be nervous. Later when senior brother calls your name, just come up and demonstrate the spiritual power you have absorbed, very simple."
After speaking, he opened the roster in his hand and read out: "Waning Moon Branch, Liu Shuai!"
As his voice fell, a little Taoist boy about eight or nine years old stood up from among the children and climbed onto the white jade platform nervously. He then came to the center, facing the head and elders on the high platform, bowed cutefully, then clenched his little fist and shouted loudly: "Ha!"
The next second, a faint golden aura burst out from his little body.
Seeing this, the senior brother beside directly said: "First layer of condensed qi, test passed!"

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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?