Western Hills, Capital City.
On the winding mountain road leading to the Ye family manor.
A solid black bulletproof Maybach, like a furious steel beast, tore a shrill afterimage through the night.
Ling Shuang gripped the steering wheel, her eyes locked dead on the curve ahead.
The accelerator was pressed to the floor.
The needle on the speedometer was jumping wildly.
180, 200, 220!
Screech—!!!
Accompanied by the pungent burning smell of tires violently rubbing against the asphalt, this three-ton armored monster executed a perfect drift at a hairpin turn, utterly defying the laws of physics.
In the back seat.
Shen Fei sat as steady as a mountain.
He looked at the red dot representing Ye Qingyu on the system panel.
The halo around the red dot was flashing violently at an extremely unstable frequency, a sign that her runaway superpower was about to reach a critical point.
How much further? Shen Fei's voice was ice-cold.
Two kilometers, Young Master! Estimated time of arrival is one minute! Ling Shuang replied through gritted teeth.
Too slow.
Shen Fei pushed open the door of the Maybach.
Fierce winds instantly flooded the cabin.
At a speed exceeding two hundred kilometers per hour, he didn't hesitate for a second and stepped right out of the car!
Young Master! Ling Shuang cried out in alarm.
The next second.
Shen Fei's figure vanished into the darkness.
The true qi of a peak Grandmaster erupted explosively within his body.
Shen Fei stomped heavily on the road!
Boom!
The hard asphalt surface instantly blasted open, forming a deep crater two meters in diameter!
Propelled by this terrifying reactionary force, Shen Fei shot into the air like a cannonball fired from its barrel.
He didn't follow the winding mountain road.
Instead, he leaped straight over the guardrail at the edge of the road, gliding in a straight line through the steep mountain forest like a massive black eagle!
Several towering trees, thick enough to take ten people to embrace, blocked his path.
Shen Fei did not dodge.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
True qi protected his body.
His flesh was like iron.
Shen Fei smashed straight through the thick trunks, forcefully plowing a straight path through the dense canopy.
Wood chips flew everywhere.
Fallen leaves danced wildly.
Five seconds later.
Shen Fei landed steadily in front of the towering wrought-iron gates of the Ye family manor.
The security here was extremely strict; normally, not even a fly could get in.
But at this moment.
The entire Ye family manor had fallen into a deathly silence.
There were no alarms sounding.
There were no patrolling security guards.
All the searchlights were extinguished, and the manor's buildings were shrouded in a chilling darkness.
And in the very center of the darkness—on the third floor of the main villa.
An incredibly dazzling pure white light was frantically spilling out through the gaps in the curtains!
Who's there?!
The four hidden sentries guarding behind the gates finally reacted.
They quickly drew their sidearms, aiming their muzzles at Shen Fei, who had suddenly descended from the sky.
Shen Fei didn't waste words.
He didn't even spare them a glance.
He strode directly toward the solid copper gates, which were fully five meters tall.
Stop! One more step and we'll shoot! a sentry warned sharply.
Shen Fei's footsteps didn't falter.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The four hidden sentries decisively pulled their triggers.
Bullets tore through the air, shooting toward Shen Fei's chest and brow.
Shen Fei didn't dodge.
Nor did he release his true qi to protect himself.
Ding ding ding—
A teeth-aching sound of metal colliding rang out.
The bullets hit Shen Fei's body as if they were striking a solid plate of alloy steel.
The warheads instantly flattened into pieces of scrap metal and fell powerlessly to the ground.
SS-rank physique, Heavenly Demon Body.
Immune to all hidden weapons and physical damage below C-rank.
Conventional firearms couldn't even be considered a tickle to the current Shen Fei.
The four hidden sentries were completely dumbfounded.
They looked at the bullets dropped on the ground, then looked at Shen Fei, who was completely unscathed without even a tear in his clothes.
Was this fucking guy even human?!
Before they could react.
Shen Fei had already walked up to the pure copper gates.
He raised his right hand, clenching his five fingers into a fist.
Boom!!!
An extremely violent straight punch slammed directly and unpretentiously into the very center of the gates!
The pure copper gates, weighing several tons, let out a deafening wail!
Along with the sturdy walls on both sides, they were blasted into pieces in an instant!
Shattered copper and masonry shot out in all directions like shrapnel from a grenade.
The four sentries were directly sent flying by the terrifying shockwave, crashing heavily against a distant rockery and passing out on the spot.
Amidst the pervasive smoke and dust.
Shen Fei strode into the Ye family manor.
He headed straight for the main villa emitting the dazzling white light.
The moment he stepped into the villa's main hall.
An extremely scorching heat hit his face.
The mahogany furniture in the hall had already begun to spontaneously combust, and the air was severely distorted by the high temperature.
The famous paintings on the walls turned to flying ash.
The chandelier melted into a puddle of liquid glass.
What a violent light-element origin.
Shen Fei narrowed his eyes slightly.
If it were an ordinary person, or even an Innate Realm martial artist, the moment they stepped into this hall, they would be baked dry by this high concentration of superpower radiation and turned into a mummy.
But Shen Fei possessed the Heavenly Demon Body.
His true qi circulated endlessly.
Braving the high heat, he stepped onto the solid wood staircase leading to the third floor, step by step.
With every step he took, the wooden boards beneath his feet turned to ashes.
Arriving at the third floor, in front of Ye Qingyu's bedroom door.
The heavy security door had already been half-melted by the high temperature, and the white light inside was so blinding that one couldn't even open their eyes.
Shen Fei kicked open the mangled door.
The scene inside the bedroom made even him feel a trace of shock.
This was no longer a room.
But a miniature sun.
The furniture, the bed, the carpet... everything had ceased to exist.
And in the very center of the room, in mid-air.
Ye Qingyu was hovering there.
The silk nightgown on her body had long since turned to ash.
Her entire person was wrapped in a pure white cocoon of light.
The surface of her skin was covered with terrifying cracks, like parched earth.
From the cracks, blinding white light was frantically spewing outward.
That was the out-of-control superpower origin within her body forcefully seeking an outlet.
In another half minute.
Her body would be completely burst apart by this power.
Not even a speck of dust would be left behind.
Save...
Ye Qingyu's consciousness was wandering on the verge of collapse.
Her lips parted weakly, letting out an extremely faint groan.
In this boundless despair and agony.
She did not wait for the descent of the Grim Reaper.
Instead, she waited for a man.
Shen Fei strode into this white light capable of melting steel.
The violent light-element energy frantically sliced at his body.
But the nearly perverted regenerative ability of the Heavenly Demon Body allowed Shen Fei's skin to heal the instant it was cut.
He walked up to the cocoon of light.
He reached out his hands and thrust them straight into the white light that was a hundred times hotter than magma.
Got you.
Shen Fei's voice was cold and steady.
His hands accurately grasped Ye Qingyu's shoulders, which were curled up in severe pain.
Ah!!!
Sensing the invasion of an external force, the out-of-control origin within Ye Qingyu's body began a frantic counterattack.
The white light instantly surged tenfold!
The entire villa tottered on the verge of collapse under this power.
Suppress!
Shen Fei let out a low growl.
The true qi of a peak Grandmaster erupted explosively from his hands without holding anything back!
The dark gold Heavenly Demon True Qi, like two roaring black dragons, forcefully surged into Ye Qingyu's body!
It was a clash of pure energy.
Extreme darkness.
Extreme light.
They violently collided within Ye Qingyu's fragile meridians!
"Pfft!"
Ye Qingyu violently spat out a mouthful of blood.
If Shen Fei's True Qi hadn't protected her heart meridian at the very first moment, this collision would have killed her on the spot.
"Don't struggle."
"Follow my True Qi."
Shen Fei's voice exploded directly in Ye Qingyu's mind through his True Qi.
In this blinding light.
A face finally appeared in Ye Qingyu's blurred vision.
That cold, profound face that seemed capable of controlling everything.
It was him.
He had come.
An indescribable sense of security suddenly welled up in Ye Qingyu's heart.
She stopped her instinctive resistance.
She allowed Shen Fei's extremely domineering Heavenly Demon True Qi to rampage through her body.
"System, activate the Devour and Convert function!" Shen Fei commanded in his mind.
[Ding!]
[Function activated.]
This was Shen Fei's true confidence in directly confronting the origin of the light element.
If he merely suppressed it, this high-level ability would eventually rebound.
Guiding and devouring it was the only solution.
Shen Fei's Heavenly Demon True Qi transformed into a giant black net, gradually capturing the chaotic light energy within Ye Qingyu's body.
Then, he forcefully dragged it into his own body!
"Boom!"
The violent light energy rushed into Shen Fei's dantian.
But it was immediately suppressed and converted by the terrifying digestive power of the Heavenly Demon Body!
Time ticked by.
The white light in the room began to gradually dim.
The suffocating high temperature was also slowly fading.
Suspended in mid-air, Ye Qingyu's body began to fall uncontrollably.
Shen Fei reached out his hand.
He caught her steadily in his arms.
The white light completely dissipated.
Darkness enveloped the dilapidated bedroom once again.
Only the faint moonlight filtering through the window shone on the two of them.
Ye Qingyu lay in Shen Fei's arms.
Her cracked skin was healing at a visible rate, restoring its original smooth and jade-like appearance.
She gasped for breath, greedily inhaling the cold air.
She hadn't died.
She survived.
Ye Qingyu slowly opened her eyes.
Looking at Shen Fei, who was so close at hand.
There was no fluctuation whatsoever on his cold face.
Even his black trench coat didn't have a single wrinkle.
It was as if the disastrous event that could have destroyed everything just now was nothing more than a trivial farce in his eyes.
"You..."
Ye Qingyu's voice was terribly hoarse.
She wanted to say something, but her mind was completely blank.
"Shut up. Save your strength."
Shen Fei didn't look at her.
He directly picked Ye Qingyu up in his arms.
"I saved your life."
Shen Fei turned around and walked toward the door with Ye Qingyu in his arms.
His leather shoes stepped on the scorched wooden floorboards, making a dull thud.
"From today on."
"You, along with your power."
"Belong to me."
Shen Fei's voice echoed in the dark corridor.
Domineering.
Irrefutable.
Ye Qingyu leaned against Shen Fei's solid chest.
Listening to his strong heartbeat.
She didn't struggle.
Nor did she retort.
In the face of this man's absolute power and aura, her proud calmness and rationality had completely collapsed.
She gently closed her eyes.
[Ding!]
[Detected a drastic fluctuation in Ye Qingyu's affection level.]
[Affection level has broken through 80 points (Irreversible stage).]
[Congratulations, Host! Successfully subdued S-class potential threat target: Ye Qingyu!]
The system's notification chimed in Shen Fei's mind.
Everything.
Was under control.
Just as Shen Fei carried Ye Qingyu down the stairs and was about to leave the Ye family manor.
Outside the villa, a dense array of sirens suddenly blared.
Blinding searchlights instantly lit up.
Dozens of black armored off-road vehicles roared into the manor, completely surrounding the main villa.
The car doors swung open.
Over a hundred fully armed elite bodyguards of the Ye family raised their guns, locking their sights dead on Shen Fei at the entrance.
And surrounded by the bodyguards.
An old man leaning on a dragon-headed cane walked over briskly, supported by two experts.
Though the old man was aged, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
The current head of the Ye family.
Ye Qingyu's grandfather.
Ye Cangshan.
He looked at the strange man standing at the entrance of the villa, holding his granddaughter in his arms, his eyes turning as cold as ice.
"Put her down."
Ye Cangshan's voice exploded in the night sky.
"Otherwise, I'll make sure you die without a complete corpse."
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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."
