NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1:
Chapter 1: Beginning with the Ultimate Heroine’s Demise – The Empress!:
In the desolate forbidden land.
The Empress sat gracefully on a throne of celestial gold, her pure white robes flowing with unmatched elegance.
Her beauty was unparalleled, captivating both immortals and demons alike.
Her cool, indifferent gaze overlooked the world, as if containing the essence of 3,000 realms. Just one look could make all beings bow in submission. Merely standing there, she emanated an overwhelming pressure.
“Who dares to intrude?!”
The White-Clad Empress’s cold eyes narrowed, her voice calm and detached.
Following her gaze, one could see a young man in embroidered robes, carrying a broken sword on his back, slowly approaching step by step.
The young man was exceptionally handsome.
Yet he emitted no aura at all, making him seem as insignificant as an ant before the Empress. But in his hand, he held a bloody head.
The entire scene looked eerily strange.
“Empress Ye Qingtian, childhood name Little Nan-Nan, born two hundred thousand years ago in the village of Xiao Huang. After your brother Ye Chen’s tragic death at the hands of the Divine Feather Empire, you resolutely embarked on the path to immortality.”
“You fought against the heavens, challenged the earth, and battled with yourself.”
“Though born with a mortal body, you created the Heaven-Devouring Demon Technique, defeating all the kings on your own, reigning supreme above the nine heavens. Wherever you went, gods and demons fled.”
“You became one of the greatest figures of all time.”
“A genius who stunned the ages, defying fate across nine lifetimes, not for immortality, but to await someone’s return in the mortal world.”
The young man paused, then asked, “Did I say anything wrong?”
The Empress’s pupils contracted, her once-cold gaze filled with intense killing intent: “How do you know this? Who are you?”
“There’s no need for you to know who I am. All you need to know is that I’m here to kill you.”
The young man slowly unsheathed the sword from his back.
It was a broken bronze sword, rusty and unremarkable, yet stained with dried black blood—evidence of countless lives it had claimed.
“Kill me?”
The Empress laughed as if she’d heard the greatest joke of all: “Are you certain?”
The young man nodded and said, “I know your talent is unmatched throughout the ages. As a mere mortal, you once crossed realms to slay both divine and saintly bodies. Now, with nine lifetimes’ worth of cultivation in the mortal world, even a true celestial would fall in one move before you.”
“But I’m still confident I can kill you.”
The Empress laughed coldly: “The last person who dared to speak to me this way didn’t even get the chance to be a ghost.”
“Still, I am curious. Hatred doesn’t arise without reason. I’ve never met you, we have no enmity—why do you want to kill me?”
The young man remained silent for a moment, then said:
“You are the heroine. You are my final mission.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked.
The Empress struck back instantly. Though she didn’t understand what he meant by ‘heroine’ or ‘final mission,’ it didn’t matter.
In the face of absolute power, nothing else held meaning.
BOOM!
Two destructive forces collided, shaking the heavens and earth.
…
Three days later.
The forbidden land lay in ruins, shattered and scattered across the vast cosmic void.
The young man gripped the hilt of his ancient bronze sword, pulling it free. Golden blood flowed from the chest of the Empress, signaling the end of their three-day battle.
He sheathed the broken sword, marking his victory.
“Empress, not bad! You’ve earned the right to know my name. I’m Qin Jiuge.”
He looked at the Empress, now breathless, and fell silent for a long time.
“If I had a choice, I wouldn’t want to kill you, but you’re the heroine.”
“As the villain, I had no choice!”
The Empress, renowned for her unparalleled talent, had strength that defied all expectations. She held the power to slay even Celestial Kings with her mortal cultivation, a battle prowess that was unmatched throughout history.
But Qin Jiuge wasn’t only favored by the heavens, he was also a formidable warrior.
And his cultivation was higher.
Out of respect, Qin Jiuge crafted an Emperor-grade coffin using celestial gold and laid the Empress to rest in the void of the cosmos.
After completing everything, an electronic tone sounded.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for slaying the 100th heroine—the White-Clad Empress. All heroines have been successfully eliminated, achieving self-salvation. You have earned the title ‘Heroine Slayer.’]
[Mission Rating: SSS]
[Calculating mission rewards, please wait…]
“Phew—”
Qin Jiuge exhaled deeply, finally able to relax after five years of tension.
Five years. A full five years.
He had endured countless hardships and suffered untold pain.
Five years ago.
Qin Jiuge had transmigrated into this cultivation-based fantasy world, becoming the eldest disciple of a holy land.
He thought it was a dream come true, inheriting the holy land, becoming its holy master, marrying celestial maidens, establishing a sect, and reigning over vast lands, rising to the pinnacle of life.
But he discovered he’d transmigrated into the world of a novel called Record of the Hundred Beauties.
And he was the villain.
According to the novel’s plot, the protagonist, Ye Chen, was the abandoned child of a family. Originally a genius, he suddenly couldn’t cultivate and fell from grace, suffering endless ridicule.
Then, by chance, he found an ancient ring and received guidance from a divine ancient maiden.
He began cultivating celestial techniques, exploring forbidden lands and secret realms, acquiring endless fortunes, all the while showing off and face-slapping his way to becoming the supreme Heavenly Emperor in a sensational feel-good plot.
Indeed—
A classic ‘overpowered underdog’ tale.
And, in order to make it satisfying, the novel was filled with both should-be and shouldn’t-be elements. On the surface, it followed an ‘upgrade-and-fight’ routine, but it was actually a harem novel.
Saintesses and celestial maidens were just the beginning.
Even ancient kingdom widows, imperial consorts, demon queens, and bewitching enchantresses were all included.
Truly, it had everything one could think of.
And the author, with incredible skill, wrote each heroine as a stunning, peerless beauty—cold saintesses, seductive demonesses, alluring empresses, and enchanting maidens, making readers’ hearts race.
Yet the author kept them pure, keeping the readers hanging on.
By the finale, the protagonist Ye Chen was still a virgin.
The readers, left itching with excitement yet powerless, dubbed the author the “King of Frustrated Wish Fulfillment.”
Qin Jiuge never imagined he would end up in such a world.
And worse yet, he had become a minor villain early in the plot, repeatedly humiliated by the protagonist, his reputation destroyed, his family shattered, and finally forced to commit suicide in despair.
But thankfully, fate had not abandoned him, and he awakened his system.
As long as he killed all the heroines, he could defy fate. Each time he killed a heroine, he would receive corresponding rewards.
The harder the kill, the greater the reward.
And after five years of relentless effort, he had finally succeeded.