For as long as Reon could remember, his life had been a monotonous cycle of solitude. A loner to the core, he buried himself in his studies and part-time jobs just to get by.

No family. No friends. No joy. No sorrow. Just an empty existence.

But fate had other plans.

Reon suddenly found himself transmigrated into the world of a novel he had read, all because of a complaint about the Protagonist.

However, he wasn’t reborn as the protagonist, a powerful supporting character or even a notable figure.

No, fate had saddled him with the most pitiful role imaginable: A Villain!

No, he wasn’t the villain who sparked fear to everyone or the rival who challenged the protagonist’s growth.

No, he was that guy—the one who gets a single line of dialogue before being obliterated, his only purpose to highlight the hero’s strength. 

The kind of character readers would roll their eyes at and skip over without a second thought.

Yes, he had become that kind of background character—cannon fodder, a disposable pawn, a nameless lackey serving under a third-rate villain!

The worst kind of cliché—a spineless dog for a spoiled young master from a powerful family, wagging his tail at every order.

The one whose destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death long before the main story even began. 

How could fate be so cruel? So petty?!

But Reon wasn’t about to accept this. Not again. This time he wasn’t the Reon who had wasted away his first life.

A world once confined to the pages of a novel had become his reality—a realm where strength commands respect, and the weak are trampled underfoot like insignificant ants.

If this world wanted him to live like a dog and die like a stepping stone, it was dead wrong. 

This time, Reon resolved to live life to the fullest—to fight, to laugh, to love, to revel in the chaos of this fantasy world filled with magic, swords, and cultivation.

No one would stop him from seizing his happiness. Not Fate. Not the so-called Protagonists. Not even Heaven itself.

And if anyone dared to stand in his way?

He would break the rules, exploit the extras, manipulate the main characters, and twist the very fabric of the story to serve his own ends.

He would plunder the opportunities meant for the protagonist, destroy threats before they could rise, and rewrite his destiny with his own hands—whatever it took to carve out his path to survive.

Would the main characters suffer? Who cares?

Would the story change? Even better.

This time, he would live without regrets. A glass of wine in one hand, a woman in the other, and unshakable strength beneath his feet.

That was the plan… until the system arrived.
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[Ding! The Host has awakened the Heaven Plundering System! If he wishes to survive in this world, he must kill Heaven’s Child.]
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WHAAT!
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-----------------WARNING-----------------
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If you’re looking for a dense, shy, beta, dull-witted, wimpy, overly passive, or submissive protagonist—then I’m afraid this novel isn’t for you.

Here, the main character will be Domineering, Ruthless, Calm, Intelligent, and Cunning.

Most of the time, he’s cool, composed, and seemingly carefree guy… but the moment someone threatens the ones he loves, his true nature awakens—dark, merciless, and utterly menacing.

Additionally, female leads will be Strong, Intelligent, and Loyal—not merely waiting for the main character to come and rescue them like a fairytale prince.

The harem in this story will be large, with each member being capable and equally important to the plot. Every character will have their own role and growth, adding meaning to the story.
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NO NTR!!
NO YURI!! [Though there will be a bit of playful intimacy between the harem members.]
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[There will be smut scenes in later chapters, it will be marked as (R-18) beside the headline. Minors, please exercise caution.]
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***The story will unfold at a bit slower pace, so I encourage fellow Daoists to be patient and support me on this journey.***

The ground around the shimmering waters had been obliterated for thousands of meters, scorched and cracked where lightning had violently struck.


The disciples who had once slain Xiao Yan—believing the job done—were now running back, drawn by the deafening thunder.


His fingers curled around the hilt of the sword still embedded in his chest.


With a desperate cry, he yanked it free.


He dropped to one knee, clutching his chest, his breath ragged.


Teeth gritted, he muttered a familiar incantation:


'Damn it! This body doesn't have a trace of Elemental Energy?! What a useless person he was…'


'The basic healing technique I created should've worked—even with just Spiritual Qi. But his Spiritual Qi is completely depleted…'


Chapter 229 - Chapter 229: I Wonder… How Strong Is He?