*Squeak squeak* — Lynn imitated the mouse's muffled sounds, his eyes full of mischief.
"Some small animals love warm environments the most. If you drop them down someone's collar when it's too cold, they'll keep searching for warmer places to burrow into..."
Under the black-robed man's terrified gaze.
Lynn pulled open his collar and dropped the squeaking mouse inside.
Black-robed man: "!!!"
Lynn said casually: "Since your neck must be cold, where do you think this mouse will try to burrow?"
The black-robed man's face trembled as he said: "You... you don't think this will scare me..."
But in the next moment, the black-robed man went (ΩДΩ).
Lynn reached into his own robes again and pulled out a multicolored venomous snake.
Then came the centipede, toad, slug, slime, and wasp nest...
And then, under the black-robed man's shocked stare, he forcefully stuffed them all down his collar one after another.
Lynn: "No rush, no rush. I have plenty more goodies. I'll make sure to fill you up completely. Take your time to think about it."
Black-robed man: "(ΩДΩ)!!"
No!
Please, no!
What kind of person is he?!
Why does he have so many bizarre things in his robes?!!
In that instant, his pupils contracted, and he froze.
He immediately felt...
Something frantically burrowing into his body!!
That was...
That was...
"Help!" he screamed in terror.
His entire body went rigid, his eyes bulging, cold sweat pouring down his face.
No!
Absolutely not!
Resist it! Must resist!!
(ΩДΩ)!!
But at that moment, Lynn patted his shoulder and said gently:
"How are you feeling?"
At that instant, he froze.
*Snap* —
As if in that moment, like city gates crumbling...
That feeling...
That feeling was...
"I'll talk!! I'll tell you everything!!" The black-robed man burst into tears, crying to the heavens.
He finally couldn't endure it anymore.
Such humiliation...
For a dignified magic artificer, this was worse than death!
Why! Why does someone so evil exist in this world?!
Lynn smiled slightly, licking his ice cream cone, and said:
"That's a good boy!"
Then he turned his head and showed a crescent moon smile to Nanako who stood not far away:
"Master, we're ready now. He'll probably answer any question you ask."
Nanako turned around hesitantly and walked over.
Looking at the black-robed man with tears streaming down his desperate face, she asked puzzled:
"What did you do to him?"
Lynn shook his head and shrugged: "Nothing much, just standard interrogation techniques."
[Indeed nothing special, snakes, mice, slimes, and slugs are all such cute and harmless little creatures.]
[I'm still too kind...]
Nanako: "!!!!"
Snakes and mice?!!
Burrowing into his body?!
Nanako's eyes instantly went wide, and she unconsciously held down her skirt.
She swallowed hard and looked uncertainly at the sobbing o(╥﹏╥)o black-robed man, asking:
"Does... does it hurt?"
The black-robed man was on the verge of breakdown, screaming: "Who cares if it hurts?! What time is it for that?! Just ask me! Please just ask your questions! I'm begging you! I can't take it anymore! You ask, I'll answer, let's get this over with! I can't stand it anymore!"
Nanako shuddered, wide-eyed, clutching her thick magic staff, and immediately began asking questions.
The black-robed man answered everything without hesitation, speaking rapidly, and even elaborating on vague questions with multiple perspectives and additional details.
He spoke so fast it was as if he was rushing to reincarnate.
Soon, Nanako learned their entire plan from his mouth.
"Opening a spatial gate directly above Moonlily City..." Nanako's whole body shook as she heard this, saying:
"Summoning the Blood Domain Demon Lord... this... this..."
After hearing the complete plan, even she felt chills run down her spine.
Blood Domain Demon Lord!
As one of the seven learned elders of Winter Spring Valley.
She had certainly heard this name!
According to legend.
The endless abyss was ruled by seven Demon Princes.
And under the Demon Princes were the seventy-two Demon Lords!
Among the seventy-two Demon Lords, the Blood Domain Demon Lord was particularly notorious for cruelty and greed.
Hundreds of years ago.
A group of demon worshippers had successfully summoned this tyrant into reality.
Its appearance directly led to the death of hundreds of thousands.
In the history of the Purple Rose, that day was remembered as the Night of Blood, forever etched in history.
And most terrifying of all...
Demons summoned to reality cannot be killed, only banished!
"Damn it..."
Nanako's face turned pale.
When she saw those knights appear today, she had thought there might be some monsters nearby, but hadn't taken it seriously.
After all, with those Sky Knights' strength, what monster could be their match.
But she never imagined...
They were summoning a Demon Lord level demon!!
"I've told you everything I know! Now get these things out of my body!"
The black-robed man screamed.
*Smack* —
Nanako gritted her teeth.
She cast a spell formation that struck his head, instantly knocking him unconscious.
"You despicable creature! Summoning such a monster and still expecting this young lady to help you, you must be tired of living!"
Without another word.
Nanako grabbed his collar, quickly turned to Lynn, and said through gritted teeth:
"Disciple, this is crucial. Master must hurry to inform the local lord of this news. You..."
Lynn licked his ice cream cone and said firmly:
"Master! Go ahead without worry! Don't mind me. Your disciple is too weak and would only be a burden to Master! So I'll just stay here!"
Nanako: "..."
He completely shut down that conversation!!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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?!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
