Tang Xiaoyu sorted out his thoughts: "What we need now is development, develop disciples, develop industries, develop extremely powerful weapons, and develop the people's foundation."
"Instill the thought of struggling against fate to the people in our sphere of influence. We will publish a book and distribute it to everyone for free."
"We need to encourage the people to produce so that they can have sufficient food and clothing. Let them know that only we can bring them the life they want."
"We also need to understand what responsibility is, what responsibilities we bear, and figure out why we cultivate immortality in the first place."
"I don't want to hear talk of living forever again. Even the Great Luo Golden Immortal will die. Isn't it ridiculous that a group of nobodies still think about immortality?"
Hearing this, someone asked, "Sect Master, is it really impossible for humans to gain immortality?"
"A Taiyi Golden Immortal that reached that stage in three years, born as an earthly immortal, do you nobodies who can't even ascend in decades or hundreds of years still think about immortality?"
"What do you have that makes you worthy of immortality? Is it thick skin? Let me tell you that even if you were the son of the heavens, it would not be possible."
"All of you, be good people. Stop daydreaming about immortality every day."
Everyone lowered their heads and responded, "Yes, Sect Master."
Tang Xiaoyu continued, "Master, please take on the difficult job of being in charge of the disciples' cultivation."
Liu Xuning smiled slightly, "Now that things have reached this point, it's time I become more active."
"Elder Taishang, after you complete your task, start compiling books for our sect. I will assist you."
"Very well."
After arranging everyone's tasks, Tang Xiaoyu stood up, "I hope everyone can work together to make our sect even more powerful."
"Victory!"
Everyone stood up, "Victory!"
Half a month later, Elder Taishang completed the task assigned by Tang Xiaoyu and began working with him to compile Fengxi Sect's first book.
To put it simply, it was Tang Xiaoyu's autobiography, recounting his experiences over the years, how he went from an ordinary person to where he was today, and how he struggled against fate.
Most importantly, it conveyed fighting against the unfairness of this world in very provocative language.
With the efforts of Tang Xiaoyu and everyone else, Fengxi Sect quickly squeezed into the ranks of first-class sects.
In a flutter, thirty years passed. Batch after batch of new disciples grew up, and most senior disciples were able to stand on their own. Fengxi Sect also became one of the top sects in Middle State.
"Congratulations, Sect Master, on breaking through to the late Integration Stage."
Tang Xiaoyu gently said, "Congratulations to you all as well, your progress has not been small."
"During the years I spent in secluded cultivation, have there been any major incidents in the sect?"
"The sect is operating normally, and no major incidents have occurred."
Tang Xiaoyu felt very gratified, "You all have really worked hard. Notify everyone to gather in the square tomorrow, I have something to say."
"Yes, Sect Master."
"Alright, you can all leave now! I want to be alone for a while."
After everyone left, Tang Xiaoyu took out the jade talisman that had been silent for thirty years.
"I need you now to help me reach the pinnacle of power. I hope you will not disappoint me."
Tang Xiaoyu had long changed. He was no longer the ambitionless youth he used to be.
What hadn't changed about Tang Xiaoyu was his heart set on changing the world, his heart that roared for ordinary people.
Power always intoxicates people, makes them lose themselves.
Tang Xiaoyu was drunk on power, but he did not lose himself. He deeply remembered the oath he once made.
"If one day I come to power, I will definitely banish you into the mortal world and let you know how to be human."
Tang Xiaoyu sounded somewhat deranged, muttering to himself, "I will never forget the way you looked at ants, and your condescending attitude."
"I want to crush your arrogance and make you tremble under my feet."
"Those who mocked and played with me to entertain themselves, how are you all doing down there? I will soon send more people to accompany you."
"Hahaha... I can't wait."
Looking at the jade talisman in his hand, Tang Xiaoyu murmured: "Zhang Huizhu, I hope you won't disappoint me. I don't want to wait any longer."
No one, not even himself, could clearly describe what Tang Xiaoyu had become.
When alone, he would inexplicably laugh in a way that frightened people. He would also inexplicably talk to himself, spewing words full of resentment.
He was a person of flesh and blood who also needed someone to care for and guide him.
Yet he was afraid of letting others see the fragility inside him and hurt him again.
He also had moments of breakdowns and helplessness, but who would know?
The next day, in Fengxi Sect's square, tens of thousands of disciples stood before Tang Xiaoyu.
At this moment, although he was bold and resolute, there was a hint of discontent.
He was discontent about not knowing how much longer he had to wait.
"I called everyone here today for no particular reason other than to ask if you are ready to shake up this world?"
"We are ready!" Voices thundered to the skies.
"I'm also ready. But we need an opportunity, a once-in-a-millennium opportunity."
"Maybe it will be ten years, twenty years, or even over a hundred years. Are you still willing to wait?"
"Willing!"
"Very good. I hope your hot blood will not turn cold. I hope your passion remains forever burning. Can you do that?"
"Freezing cold cannot stop our hot blood. Time cannot erase our passion. Victory!"
The firm and powerful voices resonated in Tang Xiaoyu's heart.
The agony of waiting lasted twenty years. Tang Xiaoyu had broken through to the Tribulation Passing Stage, yet there was still no news from Zhang Huizhu.
Seeing the increasingly powerful sect, Tang Xiaoyu could no longer restrain the impulse in his heart.
The jade talisman that had been silent for decades finally reacted.
Tang Xiaoyu's hand trembled as he picked up the jade talisman. A familiar voice came from within.
"Xiaoyu, long time no see, have you been well all these years?"
Tang Xiaoyu was silent for a long time.
"Can you hear me? ...Don't tell me it's broken!"
"I can hear you."
"I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting all these years. Many major changes happened in Eastern State."
"First there was the Sky Demon Sect incident which took up quite a bit of our efforts. Although the Sky Demon Sect has truly surrendered, Lin Qingying's whereabouts remain unknown."
"It is said that she went to look for you."
Tang Xiaoyu was stunned. "When did this happen?"
"Over fifty years ago!"
"Then it's fine. It means she couldn't find me. What else happened?"
Zhang Huizhu sighed, "Over thirty years ago, the Monster Beasts launched an all-out attack on us, inflicting huge losses."
Curiously, Tang Xiaoyu asked, "How did you resolve it in the end?"
"It turned out to be friendly fire. Your good dog took revenge for you by recognizing Shanshan and Xiaoling's maids to clarify the misunderstanding."
Tang Xiaoyu's hand trembled slightly, not from being moved but from immense exhaustion.
"Anything else?"
Zhang Huizhu went on, "Oh, the struggle for the position of Holy Lord has been very intense."
Tang Xiaoyu was a little speechless, "What's the story there?"
Zhang Huizhu hesitated before finally saying, "Do you know about Tang Xiaoxue?"
Tang Xiaoyu took a deep breath, "I know. Go on, I can still take it."
"She is the one fighting for the position of Holy Lord."
Tang Xiaoyu rubbed his temples, "I figured it would be like this."
After a long silence, Tang Xiaoyu yelled in frustration, "Why has it become like this? Why? I waited seventy years, seventy whole years!"
Dejectedly, Tang Xiaoyu said: "And now, you tell me this. How many more seventy years do I have to wait?"
"I'm tired, really tired. I don't want to wait anymore. You guys just keep preparing. I'm coming back!"
Zhang Huizhu consoled, "Xiaoyu, calm down a bit. Come back first, and we'll discuss long-term plans."
It seemed Tang Xiaoyu could not hear her words. He muttered to himself, "Perhaps solitude is my best companion."
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
