"Do you really want to kill me?"
"Yes, really. I've said it before - I hate being deceived more than anything, and you repeatedly tricked me using the souls of Black Water Village's residents. Therefore, you must die!"
"I wasn't trying to deceive you. I only wanted to scare you away, but who knew you'd be so temperamental..."
The Mirror Demon tried to explain, but Gu Qingfeng interrupted: "But you did deceive me, and you even swindled me out of two copper coins."
The Mirror Demon's eyes widened: "That's not my fault! That Dog Leftovers had a mischievous personality when he was alive, and his soul's actions were guided by instinct."
"Enough, enough. Just go and die."
"Wait, I have one last thing to say."
"Speak."
"I think one thing you said was very right."
"Which one?"
"Villains die from talking too much!"
The Mirror Demon's face suddenly turned grotesque, and his body began emitting a white light, becoming completely transparent in that moment.
The Mirror Demon had been speaking nonsense just to buy time and accumulate power!
His nearly transparent body, to Gu Qingfeng's astonishment, moved with lightning speed - whoosh! - and somehow bypassed his Diamond Body defense, diving straight into Gu Qingfeng's body!
Simultaneously, the Mirror Demon's arrogant laughter echoed inside Gu Qingfeng: "Hahaha! Gu Qingfeng, your body is mine now! Become my mirror slave!"
Hearing his "hearty" laughter, Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but smile too.
"Seems you still don't understand. Protagonists triumph through talk-no-jutsu, while villains die from talking too much. Unfortunately for you, I'm the protagonist, so you're finished."
Ding!
You've been attacked by the Mirror Demon!
Mirror Clone incubating...
"Ahhh!" The Mirror Demon suddenly screamed in terror inside Gu Qingfeng's body.
"How is this possible!? What is this power! My body! My body is dissolving..."
The Mirror Demon struggled desperately, but against the system's mighty power, it was completely useless. He could only watch helplessly as he gradually dissolved.
Gu Qingfeng wasn't in a hurry, knowing it wouldn't take long for the Mirror Demon to perish, so he sat down and waited patiently for the outcome.
.......
Outside, in the Mirror Domain.
Having lost their leader, Wang Fatty and Xu Daizi were huddled together in a thatched cottage, seeking comfort in numbers.
Since Gu Qingfeng's disappearance, these two had been on the run, first being chased by five hundred villagers, each holding a mirror. They couldn't fight back - killing a villager would turn them into dangerous mirror shards.
Fortunately, the villagers had been ordinary people when alive, and even as spirits, they weren't very strong. After much effort, the two managed to shake off the villagers and ran into a small forest. They thought they could relax, but then discovered that all the trees and leaves had transformed into mirrors.
Terrified, they turned and fled, finally reaching an open space. But then the sky suddenly became turbulent, and a smooth mirror surface was slowly revealed behind the clouds.
The sky itself had become a mirror.
Panic-stricken, they hurried back to Black Water Village and hid in an empty thatched cottage.
"Xu Daizi, what should we do now? What does the book say?" Wang Fatty whispered.
"The book says, 'As Heaven maintains vigor through movements, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-perfection,'" Xu Daizi whispered back.
"What does that mean?"
"Rely on ourselves."
Wang Fatty was about to pinch Xu Daizi's soft waist in frustration, but suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded outside - clearly villagers searching for them.
Both men tensed up immediately. They exchanged glances, deciding they couldn't just wait to be caught - they might as well fight.
They drew their standard-issue long sabers, crafted by the skilled artisans of the Demon Suppression Bureau. Though standard-issue, the blades were incredibly sharp, with surfaces as smooth as mirrors.
As smooth as mirrors...
.......
In the Mirror Space.
As the Mirror Demon's voice grew weaker, he began calling for help - not from Gu Qingfeng, but from the Blood Divine Son!
"Lord Blood Divine Son, save me! Save me!"
Gu Qingfeng was slightly startled - who was the Blood Divine Son? The Mirror Demon had mentioned him briefly before.
However, Gu Qingfeng's confusion didn't last long, as the Blood Divine Son soon appeared.
"Useless fool! This lord's revival is imminent, yet I must waste power on such trash as you. After this, you will blood-sacrifice ten thousand people to me!"
An icy, stern, and authoritative voice echoed from within Gu Qingfeng's body.
Gu Qingfeng was bewildered again - why was there another demon inside him?
But he quickly realized that this Blood Divine Son wasn't actually inside his body, or more precisely, he was inside the Mirror Demon!
Damn, it's like Russian nesting dolls!
"Yes, yes, yes! If my lord can save me, I'll offer the blood of a hundred thousand people afterward!"
Hearing "hundred thousand people," the Blood Divine Son was immediately satisfied. He emerged from the Mirror Demon's body, appearing in the form of a single drop of blood.
This blood drop was as brilliant as a ruby, crystal clear, but emanating an extremely evil aura accompanied by a nauseating bloody smell.
The Blood Divine Son looked around disdainfully inside Gu Qingfeng's body: "Hmm? This youngster's physical body isn't bad, barely qualified to serve as this lord's vessel."
As he spoke, the blood drop suddenly shattered into countless tiny droplets, spreading throughout Gu Qingfeng's body, beginning to completely corrode his physical form, and then...
Ding!
You've been attacked by the Blood Divine Son.
Blood Concentration +10+10+10...
"Ahhh!"
A piercing scream echoed inside Gu Qingfeng's body - it was the Blood Divine Son.
"How is this possible!? What is this power! My body! My body is dissolving..."
Gu Qingfeng scratched his head in bewilderment, thinking: "Did this guy come here just to be a joke?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
