"That's more like it."
Su Luo casually tossed out a secret technique.
Lei Shi opened it and read: "The Great Heartless Demon Art?"
Abandon all emotions and desires to cultivate peerless demonic power.
No castration required, of course.
"This will drastically boost your cultivation, but the downside is... you’ll probably never love again."
Though the power was tempting, Lei Shi hesitated.
Finally, his eyes hardened with resolve. "I no longer believe in love anyway."
With that, he began practicing without hesitation.
Su Luo nodded in satisfaction. Perfect—just as the plot demanded. One down.
Lei Shi was already burning with impatience to grow stronger and exact his revenge.
True to its name, the Great Heartless Demon Art transformed Lei Shi in just a single day.
He even broke through to the Hollow Void realm.
Don’t underestimate Hollow Void—corruption amplifies power tenfold.
From here, he’d grow exponentially, eventually becoming one of the New Heavenly Demon Sect’s core fighters.
When Lei Shi opened his eyes again, they gleamed with icy detachment.
Only one thing burned within him now: vengeance.
Su Luo said, "I won’t accompany you. Can you handle it alone?"
"Naturally."
Lei Shi left.
Su Luo waited.
Before long, Lei Shi returned, tossing the severed heads of Wu Feng and Fang Xiaoqian onto the ground.
"From now on," he declared, "I am your subordinate."
"That’s more like it."
Just then, Little Yu arrived.
She’d only meant to stroll around, yet somehow stumbled upon Su Luo again.
"Su Luo, finished with your business?"
"More or less."
Though the exchange was brief, Lei Shi sensed something off.
Why did their tone sound so... intimate?
Su Luo turned to Lei Shi. "We’ll take our leave. Find a place to settle—I’ll contact you later with plans."
Then he walked off with Little Yu, their hands entwined.
Lei Shi gaped. "Wait—who is she?"
"Oh, her?" Su Luo smiled. "Someone irreplaceable. The one I love."
Huh?! Lei Shi’s mind short-circuited.
"But... didn’t you say love is meaningless? Weren’t we building a grand cause together?"
What the hell is this?!
You’re betraying the mission!
"That was your path, not mine. Don’t overthink it."
"No, no, no! I practiced the Great Heartless Demon Art! I feel scammed!"
"You wanted power—I provided. You could’ve refused. It’s not too late to quit; you’ve only just begun."
Su Luo’s tone was indifferent.
At worst, he’d find a replacement.
After a tense pause, Lei Shi gritted his teeth. "Fine. I’ll continue. But I hope your promise—to make the world fear us—wasn’t a lie."
Love was dead to him anyway. Better to focus on strength and purpose.
"Of course it’s not a lie. When the time comes, the Heavenly Demon Sect will descend upon this world once more."
With that, Su Luo and Little Yu departed.
They wandered the city, but Little Yu’s adorable demeanor kept attracting trouble.
Before Su Luo could react, she’d already dealt with the pests—lethal strikes, no mercy.
In this City of Villains, Little Yu out-villained them all.
"Su Luo, why do I sense... fear in you?"
"I’m afraid my sweet Little Yu might turn into a real monster."
"Nonsense. I know where to draw the line."
"Fair enough. Come, let’s explore."
They played around the city, though its "attractions" were just scams—fake treasures, pickpockets, outright robbery.
Nothing worth seeing.
Su Luo sent Little Yu back; he still had one last recruit to meet.
Feng Chengkai.
The man sought Su Luo out first.
"Rumor says you’ve inherited the Demon God’s legacy."
"Correct."
Feng Chengkai attacked without warning, only to be schooled by Su Luo’s Void Hand technique.
After a brief skirmish, Feng Chengkai relented. Su Luo had passed his test.
"Interested in a partnership?"
"Go on," Su Luo feigned ignorance.
"Do you know why Huang Jiuyou established this City of Villains?" Feng Chengkai countered with a question.
"No. Is there deeper meaning?"
Feng Chengkai explained.
From the start, he’d been curious—what did Huang Jiuyou gain from creating this den of scum?
The chaos benefited others, but the city lord himself seemed untouched by the profit.
There had to be a hidden scheme.
So Feng Chengkai stayed, investigating Huang Jiuyou’s movements.
And he uncovered the truth.
Huang Jiuyou was stockpiling Demon Essence.
Beneath the city lay a massive altar, silently siphoning it from every cultivator.
Demon Essence—the condensed core of demonic cultivation, distinct from ordinary demonic energy.
Normally, practitioners never notice it; their demonic aura masks its presence.
But in this city, every wound became a leak.
The altar absorbed trace amounts of Demon Essence through injuries—too faint to detect.
This altar was Huang Jiuyou's treasure for breaking through to the Mahayana stage.
The accumulated demonic essence, bit by bit, was the key force behind his breakthrough.
From the very beginning, Huang Jiuyou had established the City of Villains for his own sake.
"So then, what will you do?" Su Luo said.
"Of course, take it for myself."
"You really are ambitious."
"That's just how it is—either die or succeed," Feng Chengkai said with a crazed tone.
"Fine. With that kind of resolve, I'll join you."
"Then it's settled. When the time is right, I'll come for you."
Su Luo nodded, watching him leave.
The altar wasn’t yet full, but it was close.
Truthfully, Feng Chengkai didn’t necessarily have to seek out Su Luo—there were plenty of potential allies here.
But Su Luo was the most promising, especially with that trump card of inheriting the Demon God’s legacy.
In the story’s progression, Su Luo, Feng Chengkai, and Lei Shi would join forces to kill Huang Jiuyou,
stealing the fruits of his years of labor.
Then, they would rapidly ascend in power.
But the sheer magnitude of what Huang Jiuyou had prepared over the years was too much for Su Luo and Feng Chengkai alone to handle.
If the energy was too overwhelming, it could tear them apart.
That’s where Lei Shi came in.
With three of them, it was just enough.
So the trio grew stronger here,
preparing for the future—the Demon Sect.
The next day, a major event unfolded in the City of Villains.
Huang Jiuyou initiated a battle game involving the entire city.
The last one standing would be the victor,
with rich rewards awaiting the winner.
Of course, a city-wide battle didn’t mean indiscriminate slaughter—those who didn’t want to participate could simply play dead.
If anyone went on a killing spree, Huang Jiuyou himself would intervene.
Even harvesting crops required moderation.
The purpose of today’s game was to accelerate progress.
The altar was nearly full—after today, it would be complete.
Then, he could finally ascend to the Mahayana stage.
The mere thought of it thrilled him.

【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.)

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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.”