At this time, Nangong Xiyun was still at the Seven Stars Sword Sect, where she had been called to assist with a matter concerning the sect.
It was time for another round of recruitment for new disciples.
Li Siyi was also involved, as she had now become a pillar of the sect. Before long, she would even qualify to become an elder.
Though still young, her cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage, making her strong enough to hold such a position.
This time, she wasn’t participating as a candidate but as one of the examiners.
As she looked at the fresh, eager faces before her, Li Siyi couldn’t help but recall the days when she and Su Luo had taken the entrance trials together.
Unfortunately, those memories weren’t particularly pleasant.
However, she soon overheard some strange rumors circulating among the new candidates.
"Wow, that’s the legendary Nangong Xiyun!"
"I heard she’s already taken! Damn it, who’s the lucky one?"
"So envious! So jealous!"
Li Siyi was puzzled—who had spread this?
She glanced at her master beside her.
"Uh... that was me," Nangong Xiyun admitted, surprised at how quickly the news had spread.
Since the Yunyan Sect, where the rumor originated, was an all-female sect, gossip traveled especially fast.
But Nangong Xiyun didn’t mind such talk.
"Master, you’re truly fearless in love," Li Siyi remarked.
"It’s nothing special. You’re the same, aren’t you?"
Li Siyi shook her head and sighed inwardly. She was still far behind. Maybe I should also claim to have a lover?
No, no—better to focus on the recruitment for now.
......
After several dull days, Su Luo, Little Yu, and Jiang Ningshu finally set out on their journey.
The idle days had also been spent waiting for Nangong Xiyun to return.
But since she still hadn’t come back, they decided to proceed with their mission.
Su Luo knew Nangong Xiyun could find him if needed, so there was no need to worry.
Their destination this time was the Abyssal Secret Realm.
Rumors had emerged that a Demon God’s hidden sanctuary lay within, containing the legacy of an ancient demonic powerhouse.
Demon Gods were revered figures in the demonic path—beings so powerful they were akin to deities.
Su Luo’s goal was to obtain this inheritance.
Not that he needed it personally, but it was necessary for the plot.
To become the Demon Lord, he had to grow stronger.
And the Demon God’s legacy was the first step toward that goal.
This was a crucial part of Su Luo’s journey.
Later, when he rebuilt the Heavenly Demon Sect, having the title of "Heir to the Demon God" would lend him credibility.
So Su Luo had to go.
By now, many demonic cultivators had already begun exploring the area, though the news hadn’t spread widely—only whispered in the shadows.
Mysterious as ever.
No matter how much the righteous sects oppressed the demonic path, it would never truly vanish. They would always find a way to persist.
After a brief journey, Su Luo and his companions arrived at the entrance to the secret realm.
Jiang Ningshu had already donned a black cloak to conceal her identity.
Her current reputation was ambiguous—leaning more toward the righteous side, especially since she would later join the fight against the beast hordes.
If she were discovered traveling with Su Luo, even her neutral standing would turn dark.
At the entrance to the Abyssal Secret Realm, numerous demonic cultivators stood guard, eyeing each other warily.
The realm’s entrance was a cave mouth shimmering with a cyan glow—a gate that had yet to open.
Within the glow, white characters floated: "Demon God’s Legacy."
This was the source of the rumors, though no one could tell if it was a trap.
Su Luo’s arrival disrupted the tense atmosphere.
"Oh? Isn’t that Su Luo from the Heavenly Demon Sect? Still alive, huh?"
"Don’t call it the Heavenly Demon Sect anymore—it’s already gone."
"You here for the Demon God’s legacy? Dream on."
They sneered at Su Luo, their mockery thinly veiled.
Even among the demonic path, kicking someone when they’re down was common.
And Su Luo had earned their ire for another reason—the failed demonic alliance.
What was supposed to be a grand coalition had turned into a disaster under Su Luo’s leadership, weakening the demonic factions instead.
So even among his own kind, Su Luo was now an outcast. With the Heavenly Demon Sect gone, no one felt obliged to show him respect.
Facing their taunts, Su Luo chuckled. "Piss me off, and you’ll die."
But no one took him seriously.
A Nascent Soul Realm expert suddenly launched a sneak attack.
Ghostly Grasp!
His hand, wreathed in black resentment, shot straight for Su Luo’s head.
"Because of your stupid alliance, my Ghost Spirit Sect lost all its elites! Our sect is ruined!"
[Gaze Binding Art]
The attacker froze mid-strike, unable to move an inch closer.
He was so close—just a little more, and he could have grabbed Su Luo.
Yet no matter how much power he mustered, he couldn’t advance.
Su Luo drew his sword and thrust it forward.
The man tried to dodge but failed. Desperate, he struck at the blade to deflect it.
But the sword kept coming, unstoppable.
I’m dead!
Even so, I’ll drag you down with me!
Yet no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t reach Su Luo—only watch as the blade pierced his body.
One strike, one kill. Nothing more to say.
Only in his final moments did he realize—he could have used long-range spells.
True, but the outcome would have been the same.
Su Luo’s effortless execution of a Nascent Soul Realm expert left the onlookers stunned.
How could it be so easy? And what was that strange technique just now?
Ignoring them, Su Luo strode toward the secret realm’s entrance.
Another cultivator tried to strike him down, but Little Yu intercepted the attack and swiftly cut him down.
Clean and precise.
If Su Luo was formidable, even his companion was no pushover.
No wonder they were once part of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Now, the others finally fell silent.
Su Luo stood before the entrance.
The crowd watched with amusement, waiting for him to embarrass himself.
If the gate could be opened, someone would have done it already.
Previous attempts had ended in disaster—some injured, others buried.
Su Luo kicked the gate lightly, then withdrew his foot.
Nothing happened.
"Hahaha! See? Thought you were special?"
"He probably expected it to open with a single kick."
"Pathetic."
They mocked freely, confident Su Luo couldn’t kill them all.
"No reaction? Should I try?" Jiang Ningshu offered, already seeing a way to force it open.
After all, it was just a door—how hard could it be?
She didn’t want Su Luo to lose face.
Su Luo smirked. "Let the power fly for a bit."
His method wasn’t brute force but a refined technique—channeling energy in a precise pattern to unlock the gate.
His words only fueled more laughter from the crowd.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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.)
