【Blue Lotus Sword Sect】
【Axe Tiger Gang】
【Moon Bow Palace】
As Ye Wangchuan looked around, his eyes caught a corner where a stall stood with no one in line.
This made his heart leap with joy.
This was it! A sect no one was joining! It must be run by a hidden master, but no one had realized it yet!
Soon, a forsaken child of destiny would have no choice but to join this sect and immediately soar to greatness!
But alas… he had arrived early to snatch the opportunity!
He would fill the remaining spot in this sect himself!
Ye Wangchuan smiled and walked toward the stall.
As he approached, he saw a 138cm white-haired loli dressed in a long robe.
However, Ye Wangchuan didn’t think she was just a child.
Though the white-haired loli looked petite and delicate, she must have been over 18 years old.
After all, the prerequisite for joining a sect was to awaken one’s talent, which could only be done after turning 18.
The white-haired loli was sprawled on the table, fast asleep, her mouth slightly open with drool dripping down.
Ye Wangchuan: “?”
White-haired loli: “Zzz… Zzz…”
Ye Wangchuan, speechless, turned to look at the sign beside her.
【Sparrow Sect】
【Cultivation Technique Features: Umm… very powerful!】
【Recruitment Criteria: Only one disciple with 99-tier talent will be accepted as the sect’s final disciple.】
【Benefits: None!】
“?”
Ye Wangchuan stared at the sign, a huge question mark popping up in his mind.
Well, no wonder no one was coming.
But the more peculiar it was, the more convinced Ye Wangchuan became.
This was definitely the sect meant for the child of destiny!
And it only accepted one final disciple! He had just stolen the position meant for the chosen one!
Awesome!
He walked over and knocked on the table.
“Wake up.”
*Knock. Knock.*
“Wake up.”
*Knock! Knock!*
“Get up.”
*BANG!!!!*
With a heavy slam on the table, Ye Wangchuan finally managed to wake the white-haired loli.
“Huh… what?”
“What do you want?”
The white-haired loli slowly sat up, pulled out a handkerchief, and casually wiped the drool from her mouth.
She was a bit surprised that someone had actually come to sign up.
Originally, she had planned that if no one signed up, she would just pick someone at random after the recruitment event to be her final disciple and call it a day.
Ye Wangchuan: “I’m here to sign up.”
White-haired loli: “99-tier talent?”
Ye Wangchuan: “99-tier talent.”
White-haired loli: “Impressive. My name is Fang Que. What’s yours?”
Ye Wangchuan: “Ye Wangchuan.”
Fang Que: “From the Ye family?”
Ye Wangchuan: “Yes.”
After a brief exchange, the white-haired loli named Fang Que yawned.
Then she looked at Ye Wangchuan with a puzzled expression and asked,
“You have 99-tier talent and come from the powerful Ye family.
I’m curious, why would a talented scion like you insist on joining my sect?
For someone like you, being trained within your family would be much more beneficial, wouldn’t it?”
Fang Que’s questions made Ye Wangchuan feel a headache coming on.
Of course, she would ask something like this.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Wangchuan replied, “My father is too busy fishing, so I decided to join a sect instead.”
Fang Que: “Uh, can’t you just tell your father to stop fishing?”
Ye Wangchuan: “No, if I stop him from fishing, he’ll get angry and start killing people.”
Fang Que: “What about the elders in your family? Surely they’re not all busy. And the Ye family is wealthy—can’t you hire experts? Also…”
Ye Wangchuan: “Stop, stop, stop.”
Ye Wangchuan cut her off.
He realized that if he didn’t give a reasonable explanation, Fang Que would keep pestering him.
So, Ye Wangchuan bluntly said, “I have a preference for petite women.”
Fang Que nodded expressionlessly: “So you like me. I see. That makes sense.”
Li Luo, who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping: “???”
Having gotten her answer, Fang Que clapped her hands toward the sky.
In the next moment, a massive, ten-meter-long… sparrow flew over.
“Chirp chirp.”
The sparrow lowered its head, and Fang Que climbed onto it.
She nestled into the sparrow’s soft feathers and said to Ye Wangchuan, “Hop on. From today onward, you’re my final disciple. I’ll take you to my spirit mountain…”
“Uh, Master Fang Que, I don’t think we need to go to the spirit mountain.”
“Huh? Why not?”
Just as Fang Que was confused, she suddenly felt a shadow enveloping her.
She looked around and realized that not just her, but the entire recruitment venue was covered in shadow.
As Fang Que looked up in bewilderment, she saw…
In the sky, a middle-aged man was effortlessly holding a 100,000-meter-tall mountain as he flew by.
“……”
“Why is there an old man carrying my spirit mountain?”
Fang Que stared blankly at Ye Wangchuan.
“That’s my father.”
“Your father… is his name Ye Zhentian?”
“Yes.”
……
……
Above the Ye family’s estate.
Ye Zhentian floated in the air, holding the spirit mountain as he approached.
He looked around, chose a spot that wouldn’t block the sunlight, and prepared to place the mountain.
Of course, simply dropping the mountain wasn’t an option.
It would crush a large number of houses, after all.
So, Ye Zhentian extended his hand toward the ground.
Then, with a casual wave of his hand,
*BOOM!!!!*
In an instant, the houses near the Ye family’s estate were lifted, along with the ground beneath them, and moved tens of thousands of meters away, where they were gently placed on a flat area.
He had forcefully cleared a space with a diameter of a million meters by moving the houses aside.
“There we go.”
Seeing that the area was now clear, Ye Zhentian’s body became ethereal, and he casually tossed the massive mountain down!
The mountain, as large as a small planet, plummeted toward the ground with a deafening roar!
If it had landed directly, the shockwave would have been enough to flatten ten Chang'an Cities!
But Ye Zhentian wasn’t foolish enough to destroy his own home.
Just as the mountain’s impact was about to hit the ground,
Suddenly, a golden dragon’s silhouette, larger than the mountain, appeared above Chang'an City.
*ROAR!!!!*
A thunderous dragon’s roar echoed through the sky.
Instantly, the destructive force of the mountain’s impact was completely suppressed.
The mountain landed as gently as a giant balloon, settling softly on the cleared ground.
Once the mountain was stable, the golden dragon’s silhouette gradually faded away.
……
……
At the recruitment venue, everyone stood in stunned silence.
What had just happened?
“My… my god. Did he just casually move a mountain like that?”
“Wait, my house was just moved from the city center to the outskirts???”
“What was that golden dragon?”
“That was the dragon vein. It protects the land, ensures favorable weather, and provides fortune.”
The onlookers buzzed with discussion.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
] [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!"
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.”
