Even the strongest cannot withstand being surrounded.
The East Extreme Demon Lord also began to suffer injuries—though, of course, this was all part of Nangong Xiyun’s act. She was far stronger than the original East Extreme Demon Lord.
The North End Demon Lord wondered whether the East Extreme Demon Lord would hold out till the end, but he still bet that once the latter had his fill of fun, he would leave without hesitation.
“Go on, show me what else you’ve got.”
“No matter what you do, we won’t let you leave today.”
“The Heavenly Demon Sect is finished.”
With numbers on their side, the Seven Stars Sword Sect could afford to speak boldly. Seeing the East Extreme Demon Lord’s initial arrogance wane only strengthened their confidence.
The East Extreme Demon Lord didn’t lose his temper, though his tone turned sharper. “You’re still far from being a match for me.”
But harsh words couldn’t turn the tide of battle.
Boom!
The East Extreme Demon Lord and the North End Demon Lord finally revealed an opening, failing to block a spell aimed at the room.
The room was struck and shattered, revealing the Left Envoy inside.
Cloaked in a murderous aura, he spoke calmly, “Perfect timing. Everything is ready. You’re all going to die.”
From the moment he appeared, his words dripped with confidence and menace.
The crowd was stunned. Could he really have some hidden trump card? Everyone grew wary.
But as the Left Envoy stepped forward, something felt off. “Where are the Right Envoy and the West Extreme Demon Lord?”
Focused entirely on preparing his killing technique, the Left Envoy hadn’t noticed the events outside.
At that moment, a loyalist left behind by the Right Envoy approached him and declared firmly, “The Right Envoy and the West Extreme Demon Lord have already left.”
“What?!” The Left Envoy’s face twisted in shock. How could they abandon him at such a critical moment?
The others were equally stunned. No one had expected the Right Envoy and the West Extreme Demon Lord to slip away from the start.
East Extreme Demon Lord: “You can’t be serious.”
North End Demon Lord: “Hey, hey, hey—since when was this decided?”
The North End Demon Lord truly hadn’t known. He never imagined the Right Envoy and the West Extreme Demon Lord would leave. What angered him more was that they hadn’t even bothered to take him along.
Seven Stars Sword Sect: “If what he says is true, there’s no catching up to them now. Let’s deal with the Heavenly Demon Sect remnants here first.”
The Left Envoy grabbed the messenger by the collar. “If you’re lying to me, you know the consequences?”
“I’m not lying. They’ve left, and they asked me to pass on a message.”
“Speak!”
“Drop dead, Left Envoy! Hack—ptui!”
The man actually spat a thick glob of phlegm.
Of course, it never reached the Left Envoy—the spit vanished before it could land.
The Left Envoy hurled the man to the ground and incinerated him with a spell before he could utter another word.
His expression darkened.
To think that two of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s strongest would desert him now.
The Left Envoy roared, “Right Envoy! West Extreme Demon Lord! No matter where you flee, I will hunt you down!”
His voice echoed through the Nightshade Forest.
Far away, the Right Envoy heard it—and left with a satisfied smirk.
Li Hongtao sneered, “Don’t waste your breath. You’ll die here today.”
“Hmph. Even with just the three of us, dealing with you is more than enough.”
By “three,” the Left Envoy meant himself, the East Extreme Demon Lord, and the North End Demon Lord.
The remaining Heavenly Demon Sect members were no longer a threat—most were dead, and the survivors were few.
“Sorry, but I’m out too,” the East Extreme Demon Lord suddenly announced.
“What now?” The Left Envoy thought he’d misheard.
“I had no idea the Right Envoy and the West Extreme Demon Lord had already left. If they’re gone, why should I stay and play the fool?”
Without hesitation, the East Extreme Demon Lord turned and fled.
He loved a challenge—but not a suicidal one.
Of course, some tried to stop him, but the East Extreme Demon Lord wasn’t so easily caught.
“Later, Sect Master. Hope you survive.”
And just like that, he vanished.
He’d actually escaped.
Now, only the Left Envoy and the North End Demon Lord remained, encircled by enemies.
If even one more got away, this entire operation would be a joke.
At least most of the Heavenly Demon Sect forces had been wiped out—only a few stubborn holdouts remained.
The North End Demon Lord edged backward, whispering to the Left Envoy, “Don’t worry. I’ll fight by your side till the end.”
“The Heavenly Demon Sect is lucky to have you.”
Compared to the others, the North End Demon Lord’s loyalty was genuinely touching. The Left Envoy couldn’t help but give him an approving look.
“But what do we do now?” The North End Demon Lord had subtly moved closer, positioning himself behind the Left Envoy.
“Relax. We still have a chance.”
“What chance?”
“When the time comes, I’ll use it. They’ll all die.” The Left Envoy spoke with absolute confidence.
North End Demon Lord: “...”
Even now, he wouldn’t share details. Fine.
Then there was nothing left to say.
In a flash, the North End Demon Lord struck—launching a thunderous punch into the Left Envoy’s back.
The attack was too sudden. Even the Left Envoy couldn’t react in time.
The North End Demon Lord pressed his advantage, unleashing a relentless assault while the Seven Stars Sword Sect joined in.
In moments, the Left Envoy was battered by hundreds of strikes, overwhelmed by the combined assault.
Then—BOOM!
A surge of demonic energy erupted from him, forcing everyone back.
But black blood trickled from his lips as he dropped to one knee.
Those attacks had nearly killed him.
“North End Demon Lord!” The Left Envoy’s voice was a snarl, but his eyes burned with confusion. Why?
The North End Demon Lord smirked. “Heh. I almost forgot my real name. I am Li Bei—of the Emperor Heaven Sect.”
“What?”
“Exactly what it sounds like. From the very beginning, I was never on your side. My loyalty has always been to the Emperor Heaven Sect.”
Li Hongtao stepped up beside him. “It’s true. Every word.”
The Left Envoy’s face twisted through a range of emotions—but fury dominated.
“Good. Good. Hahahaha!” He sounded almost unhinged.
This was the last betrayal he’d expected.
Even the Seven Stars Sword Sect was taken aback. Who could’ve imagined the Heavenly Demon Sect would abandon its own leader?
Truly, the demonic path was merciless.
Watching the Left Envoy’s downfall, the Seven Stars Sword Sect couldn’t help but feel a twisted satisfaction. Served him right.
But they couldn’t let him escape.
The battle resumed, the crowd surging forward once more.
Yet the Left Envoy stood, unflinching, and charged back.
“Alone—I am an army!”
Hundreds of clones split from him, counterattacking.
But Su Luo’s clones were flawed—too easily detected.
If it had been the Left Envoy’s true technique, the duplicates might’ve fooled them all, buying him time to flee.
Escape was his only option now. Alone, victory was impossible.
But Lin Xuan saw through the ruse, pinpointing the real Left Envoy mid-flight.
The Left Envoy spawned more clones, yet Lin Xuan’s discernment grew sharper with each attempt, dragging him back into the open.
Cornered, with no way out, the Left Envoy had no choice but to fight with everything he had.
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.”
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.
【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.)
