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My System Devours Immortals
Cris knelt in the mud, his shattered meridians burning as inner disciples laughed and kicked him aside. He is a 24-year-old outer disciple of the Azure Peak Sect—crippled, abandoned, forgotten. He wants power. He wants revenge. But he is wrong about the corpse-ring on his finger. He thinks it's just a tool. He thinks the sealed furnace-spirit inside is his to command.
A dead elder's ring holds an ancient furnace-spirit—a system that offers him a forbidden path: devour the cultivation of the dead.
At first, he only wants to survive. To heal. To crush the ones who broke him. Every corpse is a meal. Every kill makes him stronger. But the more he devours, the colder he becomes.
And Azure Peak Sect hides a rot. A hidden evil stirs beneath its foundations—one that will consume the kingdom if left unchecked. Cris is the only one who can stop it. If he doesn't lose himself first. Because the furnace-spirit isn't just a tool. It has a will of its own. And it's always hungry.
Only on Meganovel—the system doesn't just devour the dead. It devours memories. Identities. Eventually, the living.
Witness his rise. Or be devoured with the rest.
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Chapter: The Black Market Broker
Zhou Bao ran the black market from a wine cellar.Cris found him counting coins in the dark, surrounded by crates of illegal pills, forbidden weapons, and things that used to be alive. The broker was fat, bald, and smiled like a man who had sold his own mother and regretted nothing."You're the Devourer," Zhou Bao said. Not a question."You've heard.""Everyone's heard. Inner sect trash who crawled out of a pit and started eating people." Zhou Bao leaned back. "What do you want?""Corpses."Zhou Bao's smile widened. "I sell many things. Corpses are expensive.""I need bodies. Fresh. Strong. Cultivators.""Killing disciples is bad for business.""I'm not asking you to kill. I'm asking you to find the dead."Zhou Bao tapped his fingers on the table. "There's a battle coming. The Crimson Blade Sect is moving against White Lotus. Lots of bodies. Good bodies. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation if you're lucky.""When?""Three days."Cris tensed. The Hollow would arrive in two."I nee
Last Updated: 2026-11-05
Chapter: The Elder's Confession
Elder Shen was waiting.The old man sat in his chamber, tea untouched, eyes fixed on the door. He didn't look surprised when Cris walked in."You know," Elder Shen said."I know you've been hiding things. I know you've been watching me since before I found the ring. I know you want something."Elder Shen nodded slowly. "Sit.""I'll stand.""Then stand." The elder poured himself tea. His hands were steady. "Ask your questions.""What are you?"Elder Shen smiled. Not kind. Tired. "I'm a survivor. Like you. Like everyone who's ever crossed the Court and lived.""You're not Court.""No. I was. Once." He took a sip. "I was an archivist. A keeper of records. I read things I shouldn't have. Learned things the Court wanted forgotten.""About the Devourer.""Yes." Elder Shen set down his cup. "And about what it was made to fight."Cris waited."Ten thousand years ago," Elder Shen said, "the first immortals discovered something beyond the heavens. Something hungry. Something that consumed world
Last Updated: 2026-11-05
Chapter: The Ancient Core
The beast came at midnight.Cris was meditating when the warning came. Not from the system. From the pendant. It burned against his chest, a sudden heat that snapped his eyes open."Something is coming. Something old."He stepped outside. The Inner Sect was silent. Disciples slept. Elders meditated. No one else felt it.But Cris did. A pull. Deep in his chest. North. Toward the Ten Thousand Beast Forest.He walked.---The forest was different at night. The silver leaves glowed. The black bark pulsed. The air was thick with qi—so thick Cris could taste it.He followed the pull. Past the clearing where he had devoured the Flame Wolf. Past the black mountain that was no longer there. Deeper. Into parts of the forest no disciple dared enter.The trees grew twisted. The ground was soft with ancient rot. Bones littered the path—beast bones. Human bones. Older than the sect. Older than the kingdom.Then he found it.A cave. Massive. Carved into the base of a cliff. The entrance was ringed w
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Chapter: The Sword That Leaves
Lin Yue challenged him at noon.Cris was sparring alone in the eastern yard. The Inner Sect disciples avoided him. They had heard about the dungeon. They had heard about the condemned. No one wanted to be his partner.Then Lin Yue walked in.She was lean. Sharp. A sword on her back. Inner Sect. Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer. Her eyes were calm. Not afraid."You're Cris," she said."You're in my way.""I want to spar."Cris looked at her. "Why?""Because everyone says you're a monster. I want to see for myself.""She's testing you," the system said.Cris sighed. "Fine."They faced each other. No words. No warning. Lin Yue struck first.Her blade was fast. Precise. It cut toward his throat. Cris dodged. Barely. She spun, slashing his ribs. Blood sprayed."She's good. Better than Joe."Cris didn't use the ring. He needed to know his own strength.He blocked her next strike with his forearm. Bone cracked. He ignored it. Grabbed her wrist. Twisted.Lin Yue didn't flinch. She dropped
Last Updated: 2026-10-14
Chapter: Inner Sect Rules
The Inner Sect didn't welcome him.Cris walked through the gates at dawn. Jade pillars. Spirit fountains. Disciples in white robes, stronger than any outer sect trash. They looked at him like he was a stain on their floor."Foundation Establishment First Layer," someone muttered. "How did he get in?""Elder Shen's pet. Heard he cheated in the tournament.""Cheated? He devoured Zhao Kun's cultivation. Everyone saw.""Then why is he still alive?"Cris ignored them. He walked to his assigned quarters. A small room in the eastern wing. Better than the outer sect. But still a cage."They hate you," the system said."They always have.""It will get worse. Inner sect disciples are stronger. Smarter. More dangerous.""Good."He set his bag down. The key was hidden in his robe. The ring was on his finger. Hidden. Always hidden.A knock at the door.Cris opened it. A young man stood there. Thin. Nervous. Robes too big for his frame. He looked like he hadn't eaten in days."You're Cris?" the man
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Chapter: The Prison in the Mountain
The black mountain was not a mountain.It was a tomb. A massive structure of obsidian and bone, half-buried in the earth. Symbols covered its surface—the same symbols as the ring. The same symbols as the pendant.Cris stood at the entrance. Joe beside him. Master Qin had stayed behind, too weak to continue."You feel that?" Joe asked.Cris felt it. A pulse. Deep in the earth. Slow. Steady. Like a heartbeat."The Devourer," the system whispered. "It knows we're here."The entrance was sealed. A massive stone door. No handles. No hinges. Just symbols.Cris held up the pendant. It flared. The symbols on the door flared in answer.The door slid open.Darkness beyond. Cold air. The smell of ancient things.Joe drew his sword. "After you."They entered.---The tunnel descended for what felt like hours. The walls were carved with images. Cultivators bowing. Cultivators screaming. A figure in black robes, standing above them all. Red eyes."The Devourer," Cris said."Your ring," Joe said. "I
Last Updated: 2026-10-14
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