【Righteous Path Cultivator Yang Zhengxin leads the challenge against the host's strength! To defend the dignity of the demonic path, you must make these doubters pay in blood!】
【Mission: Within one day, kill 1,000 or more cultivators】
【Reward: A demonic path treasure, with grade dependent on mission completion】
Reading the system's mission prompt, Lu Ze's eyes instantly lit up.
However, before he could speak, Zhao Wendao beside him spoke first.
"Elder Yang, this is the Lingxiao Sect."
Zhao Wendao, usually amiable, now spoke in a tone so chilling it was terrifying.
Crackling blue arcs of electricity flickered around him as he glared at Yang Zhengxin with clear hostility.
"You’ve repeatedly doubted my sect’s disciple. What? Do you think these old bones of mine can’t see clearly anymore?"
Faced with Zhao Wendao’s questioning, Yang Zhengxin’s expression darkened, remaining silent for a long time.
Though domineering, he didn’t dare act too recklessly in another sect’s territory.
"Haha, of course not, of course not."
Yang Zhengxin forced a laugh, waving his hand with feigned magnanimity.
"It’s normal for a young man to have some talent, but matters of secret realms require experience. I’m not the only one worried he might not be up to the task."
Hearing this, several elders from other sects nodded in agreement.
"Elder Yang speaks the truth! Even if he has the ability, his experience and insight are far from sufficient."
"I agree with Elder Yang’s view."
"Since when does an inner disciple test a true disciple? And this one is only at the Foundation Establishment realm..."
...
Seeing the others voice their support, Yang Zhengxin relaxed.
"You’re called Lu Ze, right? Let me ask you—have you ever explored a secret realm before?"
"No."
"Since you haven’t, why do you think you’re capable of creating something comparable to a secret realm?"
"First, it’s not me who thinks so—it’s Elder Zhao."
Lu Ze smiled faintly.
"Second..."
"I do have the ability, and I can make it."
Yang Zhengxin was momentarily stunned before quickly retorting, "Good! Truly the arrogance of youth! If you can’t prove your capability here today, I won’t accept it!"
Originally, with Zhao Wendao shielding him, no matter how forceful Yang Zhengxin was, he couldn’t touch Lu Ze.
Yet, this brat had the audacity to provoke him instead?
Wasn’t this handing him an opportunity on a silver platter?
"How does Elder Yang wish me to prove it?"
Lu Ze immediately took the bait, afraid Zhao Wendao might refuse on his behalf.
If refused, completing the system mission would become difficult.
Besides, this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to promote his new game—and a legitimate way to scam people and earn demonic path points.
On the other side, Yang Zhengxin was equally eager, fearing Zhao Wendao might cut him off.
"It’s simple."
"Secret realms are filled with intricate and deadly mechanisms."
"The rarer the realm, the more complex and lethal its traps."
"If you can create a mechanism comparable to an ordinary secret realm, I’ll believe you!"
Zhao Wendao could only watch helplessly, unable to get a word in.
How had these two ended up clashing so quickly?
It was as if they’d planned it!
"May I ask, Elder Yang, how will the mechanism be judged? What counts as passing?"
Lu Ze pressed further.
"Hmph, no need to worry. The five great sects have clear grading standards for secret realms and mechanisms. As long as you reach the most basic Tier C, I won’t give you trouble."
Seeing Lu Ze take the bait, Yang Zhengxin relaxed, answering leisurely.
Though Tier C mechanisms were common, their design and complexity were far beyond what an average person could achieve.
He truly didn’t believe a mere Foundation Establishment disciple could pull it off.
Noticing Lu Ze’s slight frown, Yang Zhengxin’s mood improved.
‘So full of yourself, aren’t you? Don’t hesitate now!’
He sneered inwardly.
Yet, to his surprise,
After a brief pause, the young man below uttered something shocking:
"Then..."
"What if none of the esteemed guests here can pass the mechanism?"
"What tier would that be?"
The moment these words were spoken,
The entire hall fell into dead silence.
"Hahaha, HAHAHA...!!"
Yang Zhengxin burst into laughter as if he’d heard the funniest joke.
"If you have that ability, it would be beyond Tier A... an Immortal-tier mechanism!"
The others joined in the laughter.
An Immortal-tier mechanism?
Only recorded in ancient texts!
Even if such a mechanism existed in reality, no information about the secret realm would survive.
Because no one who entered would ever return alive!
A Foundation Establishment disciple who’d never explored a secret realm, boasting he could design an Immortal-tier mechanism—wasn’t that laughable?
Lu Ze paid no mind to their reactions, simply nodding to himself. "Good, so that counts as passing."
"You’re saying the mechanism you design can reach Immortal-tier?"
"Whether it reaches Immortal-tier or not, I’m not sure, but you all won’t solve it anytime soon."
Lu Ze answered with utter calm.
The faces of the sect elders on the platform, however, darkened considerably.
"Fine!"
Yang Zhengxin, furious to the point of laughter, slammed the table and stood.
"Let’s see what kind of mechanism you can design that even I can’t solve! I’ll give you three days—is that enough!?"
"Three days?"
Lu Ze scoffed, leisurely raising three fingers.
"Three hours will suffice."

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."

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!