"It sounds easy, but who can bear the cost of killing a god? Are we supposed to summon those few?"
"Damn it, Mo Ziang is being impulsive!" someone muttered in frustration, tugging at their hair.
The meeting room buzzed with noise.
*Tap, tap, tap.*
The sound of fingers tapping on the table silenced the room. Everyone turned to look.
The handsome monk smiled faintly. "The god is not only powerful, but the laws he embodies are beyond our imagination. If we invite the Daoist ancestors or the Buddha to kill the god before he strikes, seize his laws, wouldn’t Huaxia be able to survive this calamity?"
The monk’s smile turned cold. "By then, Huaxia could become the calamity of all realms."
"Xuanyuan Jin, tone it down. Don’t forget you’re a monk. Monks shouldn’t speak so recklessly," someone sharply reminded him.
"Ahem," Xuanyuan Jin realized his mistake, clearing his throat and clasping his hands together. "Amitabha."
"..." The room fell silent.
Xuanyuan Jin was a prodigy among the Buddhist community, listed alongside Su Ze and Mo Ziang as key figures for cultivation. He had remained hidden within the Buddhist order for a long time, his name rarely heard, and only recently had he stepped out into the world.
Though, to be honest… he didn’t quite seem like a monk.
...
"I wonder what kind of level these so-called geniuses are at," Xuanyuan Jin muttered to himself as he stepped out of the meeting room, basking in the bright sunlight. "I’ll test Mo Ziang first."
A golden light shimmered, and he vanished from the spot.
...
The dining table was laden with a lavish spread, but the four people eating remained silent.
Yuan Qinghe kept his head down, focused on his meal. He glanced up briefly, catching sight of his wife’s expressionless face. His hand, about to reach for a dish, froze mid-air.
He was a man who feared his wife. Uesugi Akizuki had never hit him, nor had she ever scolded him harshly, but he was terrified of her. Seeing her like this only made him more afraid.
The little glutton was stubbornly trying to crack open a crab. With a *splat*, the crab split in two, its juices splattering across her face. She blinked in confusion for a moment.
Su Ze sighed, pulling out a tissue to wipe her face.
The little glutton placed half of the crab in Su Ze’s bowl and started munching on the other half herself.
This scene didn’t escape the notice of Uesugi Akizuki and Yuan Qinghe. A flicker of surprise crossed Uesugi Akizuki’s eyes, while Yuan Qinghe showed no reaction, continuing to force down his tasteless meal.
After dinner, the little glutton was taken outside by Yuan Qinghe. Su Ze felt a pang of anxiety—was it to shield her from witnessing something bloody?
Despite his unease, Su Ze’s face remained calm.
"Follow me," Uesugi Akizuki said, standing up and leading him upstairs.
"What’s your relationship now?" Uesugi Akizuki asked bluntly.
"Lovers," Su Ze answered without hesitation.
Uesugi Akizuki visibly stiffened. Su Ze noticed her fists clenching tightly.
Even though she had prepared herself for this, hearing it from Su Ze still made her want to punch him!
It was infuriating—her precious daughter, raised with so much care, had been swept away by this white-haired young man. The thought alone was enough to make her blood boil.
Uesugi Akizuki continued walking upstairs, and Su Ze let out a quiet sigh of relief. It seemed he was safe—for now.
"Do you know about Akizuki’s background?" Uesugi Akizuki knelt before the tea table, starting to brew tea.
Su Ze knelt across from her. "Her family history?"
"..."
"No, I don’t," Su Ze admitted when no response came.
"Do you know why the Rakshasa came to Huaxia?"
Uesugi Akizuki stood up and walked to the table behind her, where a rack of swords stood. She picked up an ornate katana, about 1.4 meters long. Its scabbard was pink, wrapped with intertwined bandages, and the hilt was bound with black cord, forming diamond-shaped patterns.
She returned to her seat, placing the long sword beside her.
Su Ze’s expression didn’t change. "Because the Rakshasa betrayed the yakuza in Japan."
"..." Uesugi Akizuki paused briefly. "You’re right, but not entirely. Have you heard of the God-Making Project?"
Her words made Su Ze’s brows furrow.
"It’s a ritual where children with pure Oni blood are sacrificed to the Oni King. The Oni King’s laws are then infused into a chosen vessel."
"And Uesugi Akizuki is that chosen vessel." Uesugi Akizuki poured a cup of tea for Su Ze. Seeing his slightly puzzled expression, she didn’t beat around the bush and poured herself a cup as well.
"The chosen vessel is merely a temporary container for the laws. Once they find a suitable candidate, they’ll kill the vessel and transfer the laws to that person."
"Guess how many people this ritual will sacrifice?" Uesugi Akizuki held up three fingers.
"Go big?" Su Ze asked.
Uesugi Akizuki didn’t respond, simply raising her other hand to sip her tea.
"Three hundred million."
"..." Uesugi Akizuki struggled to keep the tea from spitting out of her mouth.
Su Ze shook his head. "Japan’s population isn’t even half of that."
"Pfft!" Uesugi Akizuki sprayed tea onto Su Ze’s face.
Su Ze wiped his face, exasperated.
Uesugi Akizuki coughed a few times, regaining her composure, and used a handkerchief to clean up the mess.
"Three thousand."
"...Three thousand… is that all?" Su Ze raised an eyebrow.
Uesugi Akizuki’s grip on the handkerchief tightened, her knuckles cracking as she tried to suppress her anger. "Is that all?"
"...Uh," Su Ze felt a bit awkward, realizing he’d been disrespectful.
Three thousand people seemed trivial to him. On the first day of the Blood Moon, he’d killed over five thousand demons.
"You need to understand, these three thousand are all young Oni. And the Oni population is already scarce!"
Su Ze understood now—it was a matter of rarity, like precious resources.
Moreover, sacrificing young Oni would leave the already dwindling population without a new generation, severely impacting their numbers.
"Akizuki is the way she is… ahem," Uesugi Akizuki coughed, glossing over the details, "because she was chosen as the vessel from a young age and kept isolated in a shrine, cut off from the outside world."
"I led my clan in defecting from Japan to Huaxia, searching for a place to settle."
"Her father, Yuan Qinghe, stayed behind in Japan to protect her, pretending not to know I had betrayed the country. But even so, he’s under strict surveillance."
Su Ze’s assumptions weren’t far off. He could tell the middle-aged man earlier was the little glutton’s father, not only from his casual demeanor around Uesugi Akizuki but also from his resemblance to her.
The fact that Su Ze’s casual joke had nearly short-circuited the man’s brain further confirmed his identity.
] [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!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.
