In the dimly lit forest,
The gathered martial artists were stunned.
Seriously? Other zones at least had challenges that could be cleared.
Why were they being forced to kill each other here?
"This is a joke. We came here to find the Primordial Qi."
"We have no interest in this slaughterhouse game."
"Exactly. My vote is we stay put and wait for the other zones to clear the challenge."
"Good plan. The rules never said we had to kill each other."
The martial artists argued among themselves. In their world, they crossed paths often—some as allies, others as rivals.
And now, here they were, united in the search for the Primordial Qi. Given how dangerous this forbidden land was, turning on each other was the last thing they’d do.
Mei Xue watched as the group settled on their decision to wait it out.
Hum.
A dark blade slowly materialized in her hand.
"Hey, you’re from the department, right?"
"What do you think? We’ve all agreed to wait peacefully until the other zones clear the game."
"That way, we get through this without casualties."
A man approached, smiling as he greeted Mei Xue and You Xingxue.
Perhaps because they wore the department’s signature black combat gear, he didn’t see them as a threat.
But—
Mei Xue showed no reaction to his words.
Her eyes glinted coldly as she spoke flatly, "Sorry."
The moment the word left her lips—
Shing!!
Her right hand, gripping the dark blade, flashed upward.
Schlick!
"Wha—?!"
Splatter!!
With a single clean stroke, the man who had spoken was split diagonally from hip to shoulder. Blood gushed like a fountain, painting the surroundings crimson.
His bisected corpse collapsed in two halves, his face frozen in shock.
Mei Xue flicked the blood off her blade and lifted her gaze to the horrified onlookers.
"Sorry," she said calmly. "You all have to die."
"!!!"
"Mo Cang!!!"
A woman snapped out of her daze, staring in terror at the mutilated corpse on the ground.
She screamed, her voice breaking.
Why? How?
Why was a department martial artist killing them?
"She’s insane! This woman’s lost her mind!"
"You’ve got to be kidding! Is the Martial Department declaring war on our sects?!"
"Damn it! ‘You all have to die’? I’ll kill you first and take your head to your superiors!"
A man roared, swinging a massive blade toward Mei Xue. The weapon unleashed a violent gale as it descended.
"Gale Slash!!"
Boom!
The blade came crashing down—
But Mei Xue didn’t flinch. She simply flicked her wrist.
Hum. Schlick! Schlick!
"Ghk—?!"
In an instant, countless black tendrils erupted from the ground, impaling the charging man.
Simultaneously—
Swish!!
A blade gleamed.
Mei Xue blurred forward like a phantom, her weapon slicing cleanly through his neck.
Thud.
The tendrils dissolved, and the man’s body crumpled lifelessly.
"Not coming?" Mei Xue scanned the crowd indifferently.
Only now did everyone realize—she wasn’t joking.
She genuinely intended to slaughter them all.
"Damn it! Everyone, attack!"
"Kill them both! They started this!"
"If they’re the ones breaking the peace, we’ve got nothing to feel guilty about!"
"Go!"
With a few leading the charge, the entire group surged toward Mei Xue and You Xingxue.
Meanwhile, You Xingxue—
Trembling, she hid behind a large tree, peeking out fearfully.
"Eep... Why is this happening...?"
"I’m so scared. Why does everyone have to fight...?"
Just then, several martial artists spotted her cowering form. Their eyes burned with fury.
"There’s the other one! Get her!"
Four or five rushed toward You Xingxue.
She shrank back, her voice quivering. "N-no... I didn’t do anything... I didn’t kill anyone..."
"Eek!"
She turned to flee—only to trip over a small rock.
"Oww..."
Clutching her knee, she looked up in terror as the attackers closed in.
"Are you kidding me? She tripped on a rock?"
"Pfft—hahaha! No wonder the Martial Department’s full of desk jockeys!"
"Let’s kill them and squeeze some compensation out of their superiors!"
"Now!"
Amid their mocking laughter, weapons were raised, poised to strike.
"Like this! Die, bitch!"
You Xingxue squeezed her eyes shut, throwing up her arms instinctively.
"Stop!!"
The next moment—
Splat!!
The voices cut off abruptly.
All she heard was the wet crunch of bursting flesh.
Then warmth—sticky and thick—coated her hands.
"Huh?"
Trembling, she cracked her eyes open.
And froze.
"Wh... where’d they go?"
Her gaze darted around the empty space before her. Then—
She saw it.
Puddles of mangled flesh and blood.
"Did... I do this?"
She stared at her bloodied hands, then back at the gory mess.
Thump. Thump.
Her heart began pounding erratically.
Breathing unevenly, a flush crept across her cheeks.
She clutched her chest.
She should be terrified.
So why...?
Why did she feel... so exhilarated?
"Tch—what the hell is wrong with her?!"
"Yo, no way. She wiped them out in one move?"
"What kind of ability was that?"
"A black vortex?"
"A spatial-type technique? You’re telling me we’ve got a prodigy like that here?!"
Those who witnessed the massacre paled, their faces drained of color.
What even were these unheard-of powers?!
"Eyes on me."
The next second—
"Gah—!"
Blade light flashed.
Mei Xue’s dark weapon carved through the stunned onlookers, ending their lives in an instant.
Shing!
She landed smoothly, casting a sidelong glance at You Xingxue—now trembling behind the tree, her expression twisting with excitement.
Mei Xue sighed inwardly.
What terrifying talent. So this is her true nature...
Mastering any technique at a glance, adapting it seamlessly to her own rhythm.
Tch. No wonder she took my place.
Her grip tightened on the dark blade.
But none of it mattered anymore.
She was Gu Yan’s now.
In just ten minutes, the forest floor was littered with corpses—martial artists from various sects, all slain.
"Alright. Now there’s only you left."
"The one from the Azure Wave Sect..."
"...who uses Mirror Water."
Mei Xue gazed at a woman clad in a water-blue robe, her expression brimming with despair.
This was someone Gu Yan had specifically instructed to keep alive.
The Water Mirror...
What could Gu Yan possibly want with it...
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
