"..."
For a moment, an eerie silence fell over the surroundings.
The Headless Knight stopped his destructive rampage, stood up, and turned to stare at this peculiar human youth.
He observed meticulously, scrutinizing up and down.
But all the feedback he received told him...
This guy was just an ordinary human.
Can't you see I'm having a great time killing here? And you're just sitting there cutting strawberries - this is disrespecting my profession!
(╯°□°）╯
Clang—
Clang—
He took heavy steps toward Lynn, casting a massive shadow.
Looking down, he spoke with a hint of doubt in his voice:
"Can't you see me?"
Lynn focused on cutting his fruit, responding dismissively: "I can."
"Then aren't you afraid?" the Headless Knight questioned doubtfully.
Lynn tossed a strawberry into his mouth, staring with dead-fish eyes:
"Terrified! Absolutely terrified."
"Then why aren't you running?" the Headless Knight glared.
Lynn concentrated on his fruit knife, saying: "Can't you see I'm cutting fruit? If you've got nothing else to do, get lost. I'm waiting for my master to return."
The Headless Knight was instantly shocked.
You, a mere human, dare to be so arrogant in front of me?!
Got a death wish?!
"Oh, by the way," Lynn turned his head, his fish-dead eyes looking at him, and said:
"Just a suggestion, if you're going to cause destruction, fine, but could you not shout those chuunibyou-like slogans? Haven't you noticed my goosebumps? Have some respect for others' feelings, would you?"
"..."
"..."
Instantly, silence fell so complete you could hear a pin drop.
"You dare give me suggestions?" The Headless Knight was stunned.
Can't you read the situation?
I'm a demon!
The kind of terrifying demon who kills without batting an eye!
He finally understood.
This guy must be mentally ill!
To be this brain-dead, the condition must be severe!
Since that's the case...
His face suddenly twisted into an evil, gleeful smile.
Just as Lynn was about to complete the final step of making his ice cream cone, the Headless Knight suddenly lifted his foot and smashed Lynn's stand, along with his strawberries, into pieces.
The next moment, a mocking laugh rang out unrestrained.
"I don't care what you're up to, but you're quite interesting. You're the first one to remain so calm in front of me."
Lynn: "..."
He spread his arms, letting out bursts of taunting laughter.
Thus, he completely failed to notice Lynn's slowly rising head and the expression on his face.
"What, not happy?"
The Headless Knight sneered as he raised his blade, saying:
"But it doesn't matter. Dying by my sword is the honor of your lifetime! Hahaha!"
In an instant.
The terrifying giant blade was raised overhead.
Then it slashed down toward Lynn.
The horrifying power instantly stirred up an overwhelming presence, like Mount Tai crashing down.
A huge metallic clash rang out.
The scene he imagined of splitting this human in half didn't materialize.
He was shocked to see that.
When his giant blade hit the human's head, it actually got a huge notch in it.
If viewed from the side, one would surely see this bizarre scene.
A gap had been knocked into the middle of the massive blade, with the dead-fish-eyed youth's head wedged in that gap.
Fragments of the blade clattered to the ground.
"Holy crap!" The Headless Knight was instantly shocked.
This sword was forged from the hardest metal from the abyss!!
What kind of joke is this!
This can't be real!!
This can't be real!!
He even thought he was hallucinating!
Lynn opened his dead-fish eyes and unhurriedly raised his hand.
Then, under the Headless Knight's shocked gaze, he flicked the blade embedded in his head...
Just a light tap with his finger.
Like flicking someone's forehead.
Crash—
The battle blade instantly developed countless cracks, then shattered like glass all over the ground.
Headless Knight (ΩДΩ): "Holy shit!!!!"
Lynn took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, and said:
"Do you know how long I've been licking that ice cream cone?"
"I didn't even eat it during my health check..."
"You think you can just rampage like this?!!!"
Lynn was furious.
With rolled-up sleeves, his fist delivered an uppercut to the Headless Knight's stomach.
A sound comparable to a nuclear explosion rang out.
The Headless Knight's back instantly bulged, his eyes protruded, and his entire armor cracked with countless fissures.
"Mommy!!!"
A piercing scream of agony echoed throughout the city.
...
Meanwhile.
In the deepest underground of the castle.
Vivian gritted her teeth, forcefully inserted the ancient key into the keyhole, and turned it hard.
Instantly.
The massive stone door before her immediately lit up with dense magical patterns.
Vivian pushed open the great door, almost completely drained of strength.
A huge space suddenly appeared before her eyes.
And in the next moment, she saw the situation inside clearly.
Right in the center of that space.
Sat a hunched figure covered in dust.
It had white hair falling over its shoulders and held a rusty sword in its arms, looking like a withering old man.
"Is it... a descendant of the master..."
An old and hoarse voice rang out.
Vivian's whole body instantly trembled as she said, "Yes... yes, I am Vivian Lin Violet, the two hundred and fifty-first great-granddaughter of the Great Lord of Violet... greetings... greetings, Grandfather Sword Puppet..."
She quickly knelt down.
Before her father's death, he had told her the family's greatest secret.
She knew that the being before her was their ancestor's, the great Great Lord of Violet's most outstanding creation.
A powerful magical puppet that even possessed self-awareness.
Throughout history, every time their Violet family faced a crisis, this powerful being would emerge to help them resolve it.
It could be said that.
Without his existence, there would be no Violet family today.
The hunched figure slowly stood up, dust rolling off his body.
"I understand," he said in a hoarse voice:
"I have already sensed the demon's presence. Indeed, times have changed..."
"If the master were still alive, even a demon lord would not dare to set foot on this land where he once lived..."
He slowly turned his head, revealing his face.
When Vivian saw his face, her whole body instantly trembled in shock.
Half of his elderly face had collapsed, revealing the extremely precise gears and parts inside.
Under his tattered sleeve, one could faintly see an arm made entirely of precise magical patterns and metal constructs.
The Sword Puppet!
Her ancestor the Great Lord of Violet's proudest creation.
A puppet that had lived for thousands of years.
"Grandfather Sword Puppet, your body..." Vivian trembled.
The Sword Puppet said hoarsely: "My energy is insufficient now, my body sustained wear during the last emergence, many parts have started to deteriorate... however..."
"I can still fight one last battle."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.
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!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
