This fits the topic quite well. The sect in which the protagonist lives is all the sixth or hidden boss. The protagonist's famous quote: A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. But I am a villain
There is absolutely no such thing as selling dog meat over someone else's head. If you say it's dark, it's dark. Don't let anyone in. You're not a puppet of the system. You're ruthless and vicious.
The first book: At the Tianjian Sect's disciple reception banquet, when Fang Mo's Dantian was crushed by his biological father's hands, half of the sentence "Father, why" was still stuck in his throat. The family claimed that on the night he died of poisonous poison, he was thrown into the corpse pit of the mass grave. When he was about to die, he grabbed the dark tentacles seeping out of the Blood Princess's coffin - the thing drilled through the meridians along the seams of his fingers, sewing the broken organs into an even more terrifying living corpse. Three years later, red snow fell in Luoyun City, and the ever-burning lamps in the Fang family ancestral hall exploded one after another. The wake-keeper saw the corpse-wax-like arms stretched out in the shadows peeling off the lamp oil, while the young man in the center of the shadows played with half a blood-stained waistband, and the tentacles wrapped around his wrists suddenly split into thousands of thin limbs. In the family tree, Next to his father's name was slowly carved: "Back then you taught me 'the weak eat the strong', but now my child uses your bones to make the most vicious corpse." Before he finished speaking, there were gnawing sounds coming from the ground of the ancestral hall. The innocent souls he had devoured were gnawing their way to revenge along the foundation of the Fang family. The second book: When Chu Xuan was nailed to the ruins of the Wuji Sect by the righteous monks, black blood was seeping out of his Dantian - the magic cultivator's technique of robbing people's souls was more poisonous than parricide in the eyes of the human race and Heavenly Dao. When he was about to die, he crushed his ancestral blood mirror, only to fall into an apocalyptic world full of rotten corpses chewing on steel bars. When the first knife chopped into pieces the attacking zombies, golden light rained down from the sky: the corpses in this ghostly place were regarded as "doing justice for heaven" in the eyes of Cangxuan Tiandao! From then on, he held the demon-slaying knife in his left hand to split the tide of corpses, and with his right hand he kneaded to absorb the zombie essence. When he sacrificed a hundred thousand corpses with blood at the doomsday nuclear power plant, the thunder and calamity clouds in the Cangxuan Realm were dispersed by the golden light of merit as soon as they gathered. Three years later, the leader of the righteous path looked at the young man who was stepping on the corpse, and found that behind him was a "tide of meritorious corpses" composed of zombies. Each corpse had a rebirth talisman embedded between its eyebrows that could purify evil spirits. Henry Chu licked the black blood on the knife and laughed out loud: "Are you afraid of me killing people and cultivating demons? But the zombies all over the world..." His fingertips passed through the void, and the mountain of corpses in the distance suddenly exploded with colorful glow, "It is obviously a buffet of merit sent to me by heaven!" The third book: The night when Gu Changge transformed into a demon minion, the system gave him a bone knife: "If you kill a hundred people, I will give you an ancient magic sword." When he chopped up half of the fairy mountain with the knife, his second brother was holding a torn book and chewing words in the pile of corpses - the guy later used blood as ink to carve the decrees of gods and Buddhas all over the sky into his skull, and became the "Word Saint Emperor" who can swallow the stars. The third sister was even more ruthless. When he was blood-sacrificing 100,000 monks, he directly dug up the Taiyin Star to use as a bathtub. The awakened Immaculate Holy Body had to take a detour even for the Heavenly Tribulation. The most amazing thing is that Wu Xin, the monk who picked it up, sat on the top of the mountain of corpses one day and chanted sutras. He actually made the corpses all over the place cross-legged and meditate, and he transformed the demonic battlefield into the pure land of Buddhism. Ten years later, when Gu Changge stepped on the head of the ancestral dragon and returned to the Immortal Realm, and when the Chaos Sword split the Nine Heavens, the system had just popped up the "Hundred Links of Extraordinary" reward, and he casually gave the original true demon blood to his second brother as ink. The third sister, who was exchanging insults with the Tiandao saint, suddenly sneered: "Brother, look at the bunch of so-called 'righteous ancestors' in the east, do they look like the ants that drove us into mass graves?" Before he could finish speaking, the unintentional prayer beads had wrapped around the opponent's Taoist priest, and the chants were mixed with the crisp sound of bone knives slaying dragons. When the Qi machine of the Three Emperors suppressed the flow of immortal spiritual energy, Gu Changge licked the holy blood on the magic sword, looked at the will of heaven kneeling in the distance and laughed out loud: "You thought I was murderous at first? Now my brother can make bones preach, and my sister can use Holy Body Star Control, as for me -" my fingertips crossed the void, and the black flag of the Demon Sect buzzed on the top of the broken fairy palace, "I just led my whole family to chop the rules of this world into what we like." Book 4: The night when Gu Qingfeng became the jailer of the Demon Suppression Department, the system popped up a prompt: "Being scratched by a demon - strength +1; biting off three fingers - regeneration +10; when seduced by a succubus..." He touched the rusty demon-slaying knife on his waist and suddenly smiled when he looked at the howling bloody corpse hitting the iron railing. Three days later, the smell of snail powder wafted out of the gloomy Demon Prison. A snake demon who could spray poisonous mist wore an apron and stirred spoons in the kitchen. A beholder who was good at illusions was made into a VR helmet and placed on the prisoner's head to play "Good Luck" in a loop. Even the most vicious corpse demon was wearing black silk stockings in the infirmary to massage the feet of wounded soldiers. The corpse poison oozing from the fingertips was actually judged by the system as a "foot massage special effect." When the righteous boss broke into the dungeon to investigate the case, he saw Gu Qingfeng crossing his legs to let the nine-tailed fox dance the newly learned house dance for him, and holding the bone demon who had just been beaten to the point of becoming intelligent in his arms to play guitar. The system dinged again: "Today I was beaten by hundreds of demons and achieved the 'group pet achievement', and the reward is the "Monster Training Manual" - with the function of automatically dressing the demon pet in a JK uniform." He twirled the bone demon tail and scanned the account book, which recorded: The sales volume of the snake demon kitchen exceeded ten thousand, the beholder VR experience area requires an appointment, and the zombie foot massage needs to be queued three days in advance. "Sir, are you investigating the case?" Gu Qingfeng stood up while wiping his demon blood-stained nails. All the demons behind him suddenly bent down and bowed. The most ferocious bloody corpse even handed over a hot towel, "How about trying the new demon power massage first? Look at this ice toad that can spray ice and fire, but I yesterday When he was frozen into a popsicle at night -" he suddenly leaned into the other person's ear and chuckled, "he is bald on the other side." From deep in the dungeon, a thunder demon who had been transformed into a record player was playing in a loop with an out-of-tune voice: "Today is another good day to bully monsters~"
The whole process is fun, because the parents are deformed and the younger brother looks down on the protagonist, causing the protagonist to leave and start his own spiritual path.
I only recommend these two books. They are really, really, really not dragging, not dragging, not dragging. I have read both of them myself, and I am still following them. If it is purely refreshing, you can read the second one. It is very refreshing. It is related to the official, but it also acts decisively. The first one has a plot, but it is too little and I can't read enough.
✨✨The genius of the Qin family fell, he was slandered, framed, ruined the clan sister, and harmed the spiritual crane, but what does this have to do with our country? I just took away the body! ✨✨What? You also said that I am a demon cultivator, so I'm sorry, I really am! The Blood Skull Formation is rising! Practice for me! Practice! Practice! ✨✨Jiejiejie! Dear relatives and friends, please become the resources for my progress!
There is no magic cultivator, but you can look at the Peerless Martial God. The protagonist believes in killing to stop killing, showing no mercy to the enemy. He is very passionate, with passion, counterattack, and fighting as the core. The rhythm is very tight, the plot is refreshing, the protagonist is not aggrieved, the world view is grand and complete, and the emotional line of the protagonist is also very delicate. The protagonist Tianyuan is reborn after the sect was destroyed. He explores the truth in the reincarnation and changes his fate against the will of heaven. The protagonist has a calm and wise character. He makes decisions before taking action and fights with his brains. The protagonist of Mortal Bones is good at using strategies to defeat the strong with the weak. The anti-routine is refreshing. There is no Long Aotian-style cheating. Every breakthrough of the protagonist is filled with blood and tears, giving a strong sense of immersion. The battle of wits scene is comparable to a plot of intrigue, with foreshadowings intertwined and a gray line stretching thousands of miles. The supporting characters are not subdued, the villains are flesh and blood, and the world view is three-dimensional and full. The urban book combines passionate revenge, power struggle, and fantasy elements intertwined with immortality. It is mainly about fast-paced fighting, and there are also layers of reversal of the conspiracy network. It is super exciting, not brainless, and decisive in killing. No matter what is happening, no nonsense, you can read it.
What? Revenge must wait until later? I will be able to go and leave these heavens and realms freely in the future, and my revenge will never wait until later...