Lin Xuan unleashed the Raging Fire Lotus right from the start. With his cultivation now elevated, he could wield this technique effortlessly.
"It's time to settle things with the Heavenly Demon Sect."
His sword pointed forward.
As Lin Xuan advanced, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect began to tremble with fear. The murderous aura radiating from him was far more terrifying than before.
But they had no time to dwell on their fear. A single moment of hesitation would mean death.
So, even with terror gripping their hearts, they launched their attacks against Lin Xuan.
Having returned from the desolate wastelands, Lin Xuan had become ruthless and decisive, his techniques sharper than ever.
He struck only when necessary, and when he did, blood was sure to spill.
Moving like a dragon amidst the crowd, his agility was unmatched.
The allied sects, watching his figure charge ahead, felt their spirits rise.
"We can't afford to fall behind Lin Xuan! Let's wipe out the Heavenly Demon Sect!"
"Protect Lin Xuan—don’t let him get ambushed!"
"Push forward! The Heavenly Demon Sect is finished!"
With a surge of momentum, the allied forces broke through the gates of the Crossed Valleys and stormed inside.
Yet the real battle had only just begun.
The titled demons of the Heavenly Demon Sect had been waiting for this moment, and none of them were to be underestimated.
Adding to their advantage, this was the Heavenly Demon Sect’s territory—home ground, where their formations and defenses were strongest.
The Heavenly Demon Sect’s Grand Protective Array activated!
This array had three major functions. First, a barrier that could withstand immense external attacks.
Second, once inside, demonic techniques were amplified, their power greatly enhanced within the array’s domain.
Lastly, the array itself could attack, periodically unleashing spells against intruders.
Breaking into the Heavenly Demon Sect was only the beginning—victory was far from guaranteed.
......
In the end, the outcome would still be decided by the strongest fighters.
By now, the Right Envoy and Zhou Tingmeng, a Great Ascension cultivator, had relocated their battle elsewhere. If they fought here, the entire place would collapse.
The Demon Lords had also found opponents of equal strength and moved to separate battlegrounds.
All except the East Extreme Demon Lord, who stood beside the Left Envoy.
The Left Envoy remained motionless, seemingly unwilling to act—no one knew what he was thinking.
Liu Zhixian also held back, observing the situation. What puzzled him was why the two powerful enemies across from him weren’t moving.
But their inaction was a relief—it eased the pressure on the others, allowing them to focus on weaker foes.
Another reason Liu Zhixian hesitated was to conserve his strength for the Demon Sovereign, who had yet to appear.
Nangong Xiyun stayed idle only because she didn’t need to put on an act—Su Luo had asked her to stay back and protect him.
The Right Envoy and Zhou Tingmeng returned after exchanging hundreds of blows.
The Right Envoy couldn’t understand why the Left Envoy still hadn’t acted.
"What are you doing? Why aren’t you fighting?"
The Left Envoy glanced at him. "I’m preparing my ultimate technique."
"And the East Extreme Demon Lord?"
"She’s guarding me, ensuring I’m not interrupted."
"......I hope your technique is worth this delay."
The Right Envoy resumed his battle with Zhou Tingmeng, though doubts lingered in his mind.
Hearing that the Left Envoy was charging a devastating attack, Liu Zhixian could no longer hold back and launched his assault.
But the East Extreme Demon Lord intercepted him.
A brief exchange revealed something shocking—the East Extreme Demon Lord was also at the Great Ascension realm.
Liu Zhixian’s heart sank. The Heavenly Demon Sect’s strength was far beyond expectations.
But now that he was here, he had to see this through.
Multiple luminous rings suddenly materialized above Liu Zhixian’s head, overlapping one another.
"Flash of Heavenly Light!"
A colossal beam of energy erupted from the rings.
Nangong Xiyun clenched her fist and punched forward, dispersing the beam with sheer force.
She glanced at her hand, mildly amused. Swords were her specialty—her fists were merely passable.
But it was enough. She wasn’t here to fight seriously anyway.
Liu Zhixian prepared another strike, but the East Extreme Demon Lord appeared above him, slamming a fist downward—crushing both the rings and him in one blow.
Liu Zhixian barely blocked it, his arms straining under the force. The rings shattered.
After the brief clash, the two separated again.
Liu Zhixian knew this would be a brutal fight.
The East Extreme Demon Lord uttered her usual line: "Against you, ninety percent of my strength is enough."
Her tone was lazy, yet brimming with confidence.
Of course, she wouldn’t actually hold back—she wasn’t foolish enough to underestimate him.
"Being looked down upon, huh?" Liu Zhixian attacked again.
But moments later, he suddenly lunged at the Left Envoy.
He hadn’t forgotten about the ultimate technique. If he could disrupt it, he would.
Yet the East Extreme Demon Lord blocked him once more.
"Not bad. You almost got through."
Liu Zhixian scoffed. "Liar. You’ve been watching the Left Envoy this whole time."
"So what if I have?"
From then on, Liu Zhixian grew desperate to interrupt the Left Envoy’s technique.
But the East Extreme Demon Lord left no openings, shielding the Left Envoy flawlessly.
Then, a black-robed figure appeared beside Su Luo.
"Leave the protection to me. Focus on your fight."
It was Jiang Ningshu. With her cultivation, guarding Su Luo was effortless.
Another powerhouse. Liu Zhixian frowned—she wasn’t just strong.
Her presence inexplicably filled him with dread, though he couldn’t explain why.
Nangong Xiyun said, "How about I guard him, and you fight?"
"I might kill him if I attack."
"I don’t believe that."
Nangong Xiyun wasn’t doubting Jiang Ningshu’s strength—but doing so would reveal her true identity.
"Fight or don’t. My job is protection."
Left with no choice, Nangong Xiyun continued her battle. With Su Luo safe, she could hold back even more.
No need to go all out—just stall and play along.
Every one of Liu Zhixian’s surprise attacks was effortlessly deflected by Jiang Ningshu.
He began to waver. Should he retreat?
The Heavenly Demon Sect’s hidden power was staggering.
What unsettled him most was the Demon Sovereign’s absence. Until the Demon Sovereign appeared, he couldn’t be sure of anything.
He also noticed that if he stopped attacking and kept his distance, the East Extreme Demon Lord wouldn’t pursue him.
It seemed she truly was prioritizing the Left Envoy’s protection.
Liu Zhixian sighed. He was strong, but facing three formidable enemies at once? How was he supposed to win?
......
The situation elsewhere wasn’t favorable either. The Heavenly Demon Sect’s Grand Protective Array made the battle grueling—the deeper they pushed, the more oppressive its effects became.
It amplified demonic techniques and spawned countless traps.
Spells rained down in support of the defenders.
Lin Xuan surveyed the battlefield and knew this couldn’t continue.
"I’ll destroy the array!"
He knew the array’s core was heavily guarded—a suicide mission. But someone had to do it.
Old Flame pinpointed the critical nodes: "There, there, and there. Shatter those three cores, and the array collapses."
Enemies blocked Lin Xuan’s path, but his gaze hardened with resolve.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
