Su Ze held Little Hottie's hand as they left Tenshukaku, carrying the 【Demon Slayer: Heavenly Child】 in his other hand. Uesugi Akizuki, tears in her eyes, occasionally glanced back at Uesugi Akizuki, who watched her daughter depart from the window upstairs.
Under Uesugi Akizuki's gaze, the black sports car sped away.
Yuan Qinghe, appearing at Uesugi Akizuki's side at some point, gently took his wife's hand.
Phantom Prefecture.
As dusk approached, the sky was dotted with thin, wispy clouds.
Mo Ziang carried his succulent baby and fish food to the balcony, placing the succulent on the railing and feeding the fish. He let out a long sigh.
Luo Ying, with white hair and crimson eyes, walked in holding a fish tank and placed it on the table.
"You can stay in that room until your house is fixed," Luo Ying pointed to a room.
Mo Ziang, having accidentally destroyed his own home with a single slash, was now staying at Luo Ying's place.
"Mm," Mo Ziang pushed open the door and surveyed the cozy yet minimalist room. The walls were a soft gray-blue, with a large, plush bed, a simple nightstand, and a brownish-gray lamp. The drawn gray curtains made the room feel dim.
"Have a seat. I'll go cook," Luo Ying said, heading to the kitchen.
Closing the door, the room plunged into darkness. Mo Ziang sat on the bed, and soon, he sprawled out, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.
"Can I come in?" A knock sounded at the door.
"Sure," Mo Ziang replied.
The door opened, and light from the living room spilled into the dark room, illuminating Mo Ziang's pale face.
Luo Ying entered, carrying a pile of snacks, which he placed on the nightstand. "I didn't know what you liked, so if none of these suit your taste, you can grab something from the snack storage room next door."
Mo Ziang didn't respond, lying still as if lifeless.
Luo Ying left the room, closing the door behind him.
After some time, a purple, flame-like eye lit up in the dark room!
The sound of a blade being drawn echoed crisply!
But before Mo Ziang could strike, a sharp snap of fingers rang out.
Mo Ziang looked around the pitch-black space, unable to touch anything, as if floating in the air. His blade was gone!
"Relax," a young man's voice spoke.
Then, a foreigner wearing a headscarf appeared in the darkness. Though surrounded by blackness, he seemed to glow as if bathed in sunlight. Mo Ziang could clearly see his features.
Mo Ziang had no intention of talking. He threw a punch into the void, and instantly, the space shattered like glass, cracks spreading like branches!
He knew he was trapped in the other's domain. If he could break the domain's rules, he could escape!
"Hey~" The young man sighed, his form blurring and shifting into a baseball-capped youth. With a wave of his hand, the cracks repaired themselves!
"Can't you just let me finish, you idiot!" the young man roared.
"I'm a god! Does that automatically make me your enemy?"
Mo Ziang paused, then stopped moving. "What do you want?"
The young man rolled his eyes. "How does your brain even work?"
Mo Ziang punched the space again, causing it to fracture!
"Alright, alright! I won't insult you anymore!" the young man said, exasperated.
Mo Ziang asked coldly, "Your purpose."
Mo Ziang had no fondness for gods. He had met one before.
That god, high and mighty, had killed his companion with just a glance!
No reason, no justification—just because it felt like it.
Like a child crushing an ant for no reason.
Fortunately, not all gods were that powerful. They were strong but confined to their own worlds, unable to reach Earth.
He had fought other gods before, and it had been a draw!
In his mind, gods were arrogant beings who looked down on all life, ready to strike at a moment's notice if displeased.
So, when he encountered this god, his first instinct was to eliminate the threat immediately.
To cut off any future trouble.
"Fine, fine. As long as we can communicate," the young man sighed. "You know, my power doesn't quite meet the standards of a god, but I am one—a true descendant of the divine bloodline..."
Mo Ziang rested his chin on his hand, listening to the god's self-aggrandizing speech. Even if it was nonsense, it was worth considering.
"I'm basically a messenger serving other gods. My status isn't high among the divine, but I am still a divine messenger..." The young man paused, realizing he had been rambling.
Mo Ziang, chin still in hand, had fallen asleep, a snot bubble forming and popping.
The young man's face darkened. He coughed twice and shouted, "Dinner's ready!"
"Food!" The snot bubble burst, and Mo Ziang sprang to his feet, scanning the room.
"No food, no food. Sit down," the young man waved his hand dismissively.
"You'd better choose your words carefully," Mo Ziang pointed at him. "If you don't get to the point, I'm punching you!"
Alright, so the god's ramblings were just as useless as any human's.
"Why is everyone so aggressive these days?" the young man muttered, finally getting to the point. "I wanted to ask if you'd be interested in joining a competition organized by the gods."
"Be more specific."
"The gods have created a realm and organized a tournament, inviting Lamp Realm beings from across the multiverse who possess laws to participate."
"First, it's a free-for-all. If you kill another participant, their laws will become yours."
"Second, the maximum amount of laws you can steal is double your current capacity. So, once you've acquired laws equal to your own, killing others won't grant you more. But if you have allies who haven't reached their limit, they can take the excess laws."
"Third, the laws you gain won't immediately integrate into you. They'll be stored within you, and only if you survive the realm can you absorb them or transfer them to others," the young man explained.
"The gods have time for this kind of thing?" Mo Ziang frowned slightly.
"Of course not out of boredom," the young man admitted. "A small portion of the laws from the slain participants will end up in the hands of the gods."
"So, you're just reclaiming laws," Mo Ziang sneered. Laws were the power of the gods, the force they used to create worlds.
"Exactly," the young man said without hesitation. "You can choose not to participate. There are countless greedy beings across the multiverse. If you don't go, others will."
"Fine, I'll go," Mo Ziang rubbed his eyes and yawned.
"Good luck. You might want to look for others on Earth who meet the criteria. They could be your allies in the realm."
The young man finished speaking, and with a flick of his hand, a dark red mark appeared on Mo Ziang's arm. "The brighter the mark, the closer the competition. This isn't a secret, so you can discuss it with your organization and prepare."
The domain vanished.
Mo Ziang felt the solid bed beneath him again.
A soft knock came at the door. "Dinner's ready."
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
