【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.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.”
