"A Foundation Establishment Pill? Old Zhou, you're making progress this fast?"
Zhong Yi was slightly stunned.
The Foundation Establishment Pill was refined using an alchemy furnace and required various rare materials.
Many of these materials could only be obtained by defeating monster leaders.
Zhou Yue couldn't help but complain, "Exactly… Have you even considered how long you guys have been messing around with those shady methods?"
"H-How can you call it shady? I'm researching the logic of how the world operates…"
Zhong Yi's face flushed red as he quickly changed the subject.
"By the way, why didn’t you just take the pill yourself? Did you come looking for me to give it to me?"
"Dream on. If I left it with you, you’d probably feed it to some villager for an experiment."
Zhou Yue shot Zhong Yi a disdainful look before explaining,
"Here’s the thing—the Foundation Establishment Pill I refined is fifth-grade…"
Zhong Yi wasn’t surprised at all. "Hmm, now that I think about it being refined by you, that suddenly makes sense."
"Shut up."
Zhou Yue’s lips twitched.
"The success rate for a fifth-grade pill is only thirty percent, so I need your help."
"Help? What can I do?"
Zhong Yi pointed at himself in confusion.
Zhou Yue grinned. "Not that kind of help—I need your blessing! Just say, 'Your Foundation Establishment will definitely fail this time,' and I’ll be set."
"???"
Zhong Yi’s face instantly turned red with frustration.
What kind of reputation did he have in his teammate’s mind?
"You actually believe in this kind of nonsense?"
"Hah, Old Zhong, you still don’t understand the sheer power hidden within you. Just do as I say this once, and I won’t bother you again."
"Fine, fine…"
Unable to resist Zhou Yue’s persistence, Zhong Yi reluctantly agreed.
"Old Zhou, your Foundation Establishment will definitely fail this time."
"Perfect!"
Zhou Yue clapped his hands in delight and immediately swallowed the pill.
Zhong Yi eyed him skeptically. "Does this really work?"
"Relax, even if it doesn’t, I won’t blame you. If I fail, I’ll just refine another one."
Zhou Yue’s attitude was remarkably carefree.
Zhong Yi nodded. "Fair enough… It’s just Foundation Establishment. Failing probably isn’t a big deal."
Just then, a faint blue glow began to shimmer around Zhou Yue’s body—almost like a creeper about to explode.
"It’s happening! Is this the breakthrough?!"
Feeling the surge of energy within him, Zhou Yue was ecstatic.
Above them, dark clouds gathered, and thunder rumbled.
"Whoa, does breaking through to Foundation Establishment in this illusionary realm really cause such a spectacle?"
Zhou Yue looked up at the sky, clicking his tongue in amazement.
This celestial phenomenon…
Could it be granting him a Thunder Spirit Root?
Just as he was lost in his fantasies—
CRACK!
A bolt of violet lightning descended from the heavens and struck him squarely on the head.
"HOLY—?!"
Zhou Yue jolted violently from the shock.
"Tribulation Lightning?!"
……
"Puny lightning, bring it on!!"
CRACK
[You have been struck by Tribulation Lightning. Abnormal status applied: Epilepsy.]
"My fate is mine to control!!!"
CRACK
[You have been struck by Tribulation Lightning. Abnormal status applied: Inverted.]
"What the—why is the world upside down??"
CRACK
[You have been struck by Tribulation Lightning. Abnormal status applied: Drop Prone.]
……
Half an hour later.
Zhou Yue ultimately failed to endure all 99 strikes of the Foundation Establishment Tribulation and was reduced to a charred corpse.
His backpack items scattered across the ground.
Zhong Yi waited for a long time before Zhou Yue finally respawned and returned.
"Old Zhong… I think the lightning messed up my eyes. Everything looks upside down?"
Zhou Yue stared at Zhong Yi in confusion.
"Or maybe… you’re just walking upside down?"
Zhong Yi struggled to hold back his laughter.
At that moment, Zhou Yue was standing—or rather, hanging—completely inverted, feet in the air, with occasional full-body spasms. The sight was utterly ridiculous.
"...This Tribulation Lightning is such a scam."
Zhou Yue checked his status panel and saw that the debuffs from the lightning would last for half an hour and couldn’t be reset by respawning.
Not only was he upside down and occasionally seizing, but items from his backpack would also randomly drop out.
"What kind of nonsense is this… Screw it, I’ll just log out and come back in half an hour!"
Zhou Yue gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Whoa, bro, what happened to you?"
Zhou Qiaoling, who had followed the sound of thunder, couldn’t help but laugh at the sight.
The ever-stubborn Zhou Yue absolutely refused to let her see him in such a pathetic state.
"...Found a rare cultivation manual. Standing upside down boosts EXP gain."
"Then why were you twitching earlier?"
"Practicing my techniques."
"Wow! Bro, you keep dropping stuff—wait, is that a diamond?!"
"...Got too many. Not worth keeping."
"Then I’ll take it~"
"......"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.”
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."
