God Games: Transmigrating as the God of Lust - Chapter 22: Mysterious god

Just became the disciple with the highest seniority, but the Age of the Dark Mist descended, and the sect plummeted into a land plagued with raging demons.

Shen Changge who had already written his suicide note suddenly awakened to a Check-in System.

[Check-in at Sword Lord Statue, Success, acquired: Empyrean Sword Manual]

[Check-in at Training Ground, Success, acquired: Cultivation Base*50 years]

[Check-in at Sword Clout Mountain, Success, acquired: Sword Clout of Destruction*1s]

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In the Age of the Dark Mist, demons were rampant, and an impenetrable mist veiled the empyrean. By vanquishing demons, the mist could be dispelled, and new check-in locations could be unlocked. By doing so clandestinely, Shen Changge became a Sword Saint.

When a demon broke into the Empyrean Sword Sect, everyone in the sect was powerless. People were in despair, until they met that young man in white who had just checked in at the Empyrean Peak. The young man’s eyes were ablaze.

“Submit, demon.”

Decisive and RuthlessThere’s no such thing as a good monster!All monsters deserve to die!Cold-blooded and merciless!During his freshman summer break, Lu Ding had planned to take on an internship to gain some experience and earn a bit of pocket money. But who would’ve thought that the construction site he was working at would unearth a blood-dripping stone?While the workers fled in terror, Lu Ding grabbed a jackhammer and charged forward.After nearly twenty years in this world, his golden finger—the Monster Containment Prison—was fully prepared. But because he had never encountered a single monster in all that time, his patience had long worn thin.Now that he finally came across one, there was only one thought in his mind—either he killed the monster, or the monster killed him.Joining the 749 Bureau, he used their resources to hunt and contain monsters.From then on, the 749 Bureau gained a new investigator—one who never left a single survivor.One by one, legendary demons and monsters emerged into the world, only to be crushed under Lu Ding’s hands.[Contained the Stubborn Stone of Nanshan, gained the Path of Jinche—nothing is unbreakable.][Contained the Black Old Lady, gained Strength of a Thousand Pounds—one palm can move mountains.][Contained the Flying Centipede, gained Centipede’s Wind-Fixing Art—soaring through the skies and burrowing into the earth.]749 Bureau: “Unless absolutely necessary, do NOT let Lu Ding take a mission! Our bureau’s purpose is containment, but every time he acts, nothing is left alive!!”749 Bureau Motto: “We Contain, We Confine.”Lu Ding: “I may be an investigator of 749, but I don’t care about containment—only extermination.”

This is a story about a reborn Immortal Emperor, who plays the fool to trick his enemies!The regrets of the past life will not be repeated in this life! If one day I become the Immortal Emperor, I shall ensure blossoms bloom profusely!

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life.But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain!This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King.——————————In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated!An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan!There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus.Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight.There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.