Xu Fan explained with a pale face: "I know where we are now. This is the Mirror Domain, a unique dark realm belonging to the Mirror Demon."
"Mirror Domain? Mirror Demon?" Wang Fatty clearly didn't read much, as he didn't understand a single word.
"If you don't know about the Mirror Demon, surely you've heard of the Seven Demon Generals?"
At the mention of the Seven Demon Generals, Wang Fatty's entire body trembled with fear: "S-s-seven... Seven Demon Generals!? The ones who served under the Blood Demon two hundred years ago?"
Wang Fatty's voice became piercingly shrill with fear, but neither of them paid attention to that, as the reputation of the Seven Demon Generals was simply too terrifying.
It had reached the level where their name alone could stop children from crying at night.
"That's right, the Seven Demon Generals. Two hundred years ago, the Blood Demon emerged and established the Blood Demon Cult, gathering evil practitioners from across the world. The seven strongest among them were known as the Seven Demon Generals, and this Mirror Demon was one of them, ranking third."
"Impossible! I've heard the legends of the Seven Demon Generals. Although the Blood Demon led them and the Blood Demon Cult in terrorizing the world two hundred years ago, weren't they quickly eliminated by the Demon Suppression Bureau? I heard countless masters died in that battle."
Xu Fan nodded: "According to legend, they did die, but who knows what mysterious methods beings of their level might possess? Besides, this is definitely the Mirror Demon's Mirror Space - all the signs match the descriptions in the Blood Demon Cult Chronicles.
The Blood Demon Cult was the greatest enemy of the Demon Suppression Bureau. Even though they went underground after the Blood Demon's death, their two hundred years of development made them a force not to be underestimated. That's why the Blood Demon Cult Chronicles is required reading for us Demon Eliminators. Weren't you paying attention in class?"
"I fell asleep during that lesson. Oh, never mind whether I listened or not - what's most important now is, where did Master Gu go? What should we do?"
"If I'm not mistaken, Master Gu must have entered the Mirror Space. That's the rule of the Mirror Domain - you absolutely cannot look into mirrors here. Once you do, you'll be sucked into the Mirror Space."
"What's inside the Mirror Space?"
"Yourself."
"Obviously, but what else?"
"Two of yourself."
"What!?" Wang Fatty exclaimed in shock.
"The Mirror Space creates an exact copy of yourself. To escape, you must defeat that copy. However, the copy has exactly the same strength, weapons, and even combat experience as you."
"If everything's identical, how can you win? It would only end in a draw."
Xu Fan shook his head: "You're wrong. It won't be a draw. The copy will always win."
"Why? If we're identical, how come it wins?"
"Because the copy doesn't know fatigue, fear, or emotions. It's absolutely rational, so it won't make mistakes. But humans always do.
Two hundred years ago, the Mirror Demon left a famous saying: 'The only one who can defeat you is yourself.'
That's what his Mirror Space is all about."
.......
Inside the Mirror Space.
Gu Qingfeng looked with interest at Gu Qingfeng.
"So, you're my copy?" Gu Qingfeng calmly observed the man before him who was just as handsome as himself.
After looking into the mirror, he had been pulled into a pure white space, where another version of himself stood opposite him.
Everything was identical, from appearance to height to clothing, even down to the four weapons at his waist.
Although Gu Qingfeng was in the Mirror Space, he could hear everything Wang Fatty and Xu Fan were saying outside, so he understood his situation.
However, the outside world couldn't hear what he was saying.
"So, you're my copy?" the other Gu Qingfeng repeated like a recording.
Gu Qingfeng was taken aback: "Are you copying what I say?"
The copy was taken aback: "Are you copying what I say?"
"Damn, you really are identical?"
"Damn, you really are identical?"
"Though, seeing myself from this angle for the first time, I must say I'm incredibly handsome - perfect from every angle."
"Could you have some shame?"
"Huh!? So you can actually talk?" Gu Qingfeng was surprised.
The copy smiled coldly: "I'm an independent copy of you, of course I can talk."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingfeng became furious: "Then why were you copying me? Were you messing with me?"
By now, Gu Qingfeng was thoroughly angry. He realized this Mirror Demon was truly despicable, full of cruel jokes. Since arriving at Black Water Village, he had been toyed with countless times.
He decided that when he caught the Mirror Demon, he would make it wish it had never been born!
But first, the urgent matter was dealing with this most annoying copy.
However, before taking action, Gu Qingfeng needed to confirm one thing.
"System, can this Mirror Space copy you?" Gu Qingfeng asked mentally.
"This system possesses uniqueness and cannot be copied."
Getting this confirmation, Gu Qingfeng felt confident. What was there to fear? He could let the copy hit him and only grow stronger.
Wait a minute!
If the copy's strength matches mine, when it hits me, I get stronger, but because it's my copy, it also gets stronger, and this keeps repeating, then doesn't that mean...
Realizing this, Gu Qingfeng was suddenly overjoyed - he might have found a way to exploit this system!
At this moment, Gu Qingfeng's gaze toward his copy became burning hot.
The copy felt a chill - it hadn't expected the original to be so narcissistic.
Feeling creeped out by that stare, the copy made the first move, going all out without holding back.
Its face as cold as winter, the copy's right arm bent backward like a spring compressed to its limit.
Boom!
The punch shot forward, the spring-like arm suddenly straightening, carrying tremendous momentum and creating a sonic boom.
Before the fist arrived, its wind pressure hit first.
This punch contained the power of nine bulls and two tigers.
Gu Qingfeng matched it without dodging, throwing an equally powerful punch, unleashing the force of nine bulls and two tigers without reserve.
Bang!
A huge, muffled metallic clash rang out deafeningly.
Both men stepped back three paces, their bodies emitting a faint golden light - the Iron Body technique!
The Iron Body nullified all damage, so both remained unharmed.
Gu Qingfeng was slightly surprised that his opponent also had the Iron Body technique. What about the Wood King Sword?
He suddenly drew the Wood King Sword from his waist and thrust it into the ground, shouting: "Thousand Woods Become a Grove! Ten Thousand Trees Make a Forest! Forest of All Creation!"
As Gu Qingfeng gave the command, the Wood King Sword in his hand vanished, replaced by endless towering trees, thick vines, emerald grass, man-eating flowers...
Tens of thousands of plants and trees burst madly from the ground, growing explosively! In an instant, a forest appeared before them, and it continued to spread, seeming to want to fill the entire Mirror Space.
This was the Wood King Sword's killing move - or more precisely, it was its killing move when it was still a earth-grade spiritual weapon. Now that its grade had dropped, although its power was far from what it once was, it was still barely usable.
Gu Qingfeng had known this move for a long time but never had a chance to use it, as no one had ever forced him to go all out - except himself.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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.
