Close your eyes.
Take a deep breath.
Clench your fists.
Resist the urge to violently beat this person.
"The term 'hundred-year-old loli'..." Nanako clenched her tiny fists and gritted her teeth, thinking to herself:
"No matter how many times I hear it, it still makes me angry!"
This infuriating two-faced disciple, she must find an opportunity to teach him a harsh lesson.
...
Half an hour later, deep in Winter Spring Valley.
Inside a magnificent and enormous palace, sacred light radiated from all directions. Walking within, one could even hear the echoing resonance throughout the vast hall.
Nanako walked ahead with her eyes closed, holding books in her arms.
Her long twin tails swayed up and down, floating as light as smoke.
[Isn't this the Sacred Veil? One of Winter Spring Valley's most mysterious places, accessible only to the Seven Stewards.]
[Why did my loli master bring me here?]
[Is this some kind of imprisonment play? That's... not appropriate... in such a sacred place...]
Nanako strongly resisted the urge to beat him, her ahoge angrily whipping through the air, but outwardly maintained her serene and dignified appearance.
Her purpose in bringing Lynn here was quite simple.
The Sacred Veil, one of Winter Spring Valley's most mysterious locations.
Only the Seven Stewards knew that beneath the Sacred Veil's great hall slumbered an ancient being.
It was the embodiment of sanctity, representing all light and purity in the world.
And its resting place had become the location with the most concentrated sacred energy in this world.
She brought Lynn here to see if he was truly as she suspected.
She turned slightly, watching Lynn from the corner of her eye.
"No signs of discomfort?"
"Not possessed by an evil spirit, nor a demon's projection?"
"Or perhaps his rank is too high, and there's no effect yet?"
She pondered while feeling very anxious.
In her heart, she truly didn't want her disciple of three years to be some kind of evil entity.
...
Soon.
They arrived at the central hall of the Sacred Veil.
Here, the sacred energy was almost tangible, with various holy light particles visible in the air, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.
"Master? Why did you bring me here?"
Lynn looked around curiously and asked, "Isn't this place forbidden to ordinary disciples like me?"
[What is this long-haired loli up to?]
[Why has she been acting so strange lately? Looking so worried, is it menstrual problems?]
[Well... I guess irregular periods for a hundred-year-old loli would be pretty normal...]
Nanako: "???"
This damned disciple.
She really wanted to pin him down and beat him up!
Who has menstrual problems? Your whole family has menstrual problems!
This is infuriating!
Nanako forcefully suppressed her inner urges while secretly observing Lynn's facial expressions, and asked:
"Don't you feel anything special?"
Lynn rubbed his chin and smiled, "It feels warm and comfortable."
[Why does this place feel so familiar? It's like having fur stuffed in my mouth! I've definitely been here before!]
[Let me think, it feels like that fellow's aura, I remember meeting it for the last time a thousand years ago...]
[But something's not right, that one should have been harvested by the gods...]
Nanako was instantly shocked.
Met a thousand years ago?
That fellow? Who?
Harvested by the gods?
Nanako immediately felt she might have stumbled upon some terrifying information.
Could her disciple really have lived for over a thousand years?
She forcefully suppressed her heart's trembling and said seriously:
"Disciple, Master brought you here to seek the Sacred Sovereign's blessing for you."
"This way, even if your aptitude isn't high, you can still gain strong affinity with holy magic."
This was one of the privileges of the Seven Stewards, and also an agreement between Winter Spring Valley and that being.
As one of the Seven Stewards, requesting the Sacred Sovereign's blessing could only be done once in a lifetime, and she had considered it for a long time before making this decision.
If there really was some evil entity within her disciple, the Sacred Sovereign could help purify it.
If not.
Having the Sacred Sovereign's blessing would definitely be something others could only dream of.
This was both for Winter Spring Valley and for him.
A win-win situation.
"Sacred blessing?" Lynn asked puzzled, "Master, are you running a fever? Is it really okay to waste such a privilege on me?"
[Holy crap, is loli master serious about this?]
[But I have to say, I'm really touched, loli master really treats me well as her disciple!]
[Though my holy affinity is already maxed out, more is always better.]
[Could it be that loli master has fallen in love with me? Possible, after all, I'm so handsome...]
Nanako: "???"
How annoying! This damned disciple has so many thoughts!
Falling in love with you? Being narcissistic? She really wanted to hit him!
She gritted her teeth.
However, she was puzzled to find that her disciple showed no fear or discomfort. Had she guessed wrong?
She frowned slightly, becoming increasingly curious about her disciple's true identity.
Soon, she let out a disappointed sigh.
Anyway, as long as he wasn't possessed by an evil spirit or a demon's projection, everything would be fine...
"Stay here and wait a moment, Master will go seek the Sovereign's blessing."
Nanako stood proudly, walked to the center of the hall, and began preparing the ritual, drawing sacred magic circles.
Seeing the magic circle, Lynn's expression grew increasingly puzzled and strange.
[This sacrificial ritual... damn, it looks so familiar, could it really be that one?]
Then he watched.
Nanako crossed her hands over her chest, closed her eyes, and assumed a prayer position.
"O Sacred and Pure Sovereign..."
"Supreme Being of all worldly purity..."
"By the covenant of Winter Spring Valley..."
"I, Nanako, beseech your awakening, pray for your sacred blessing..."
In an instant.
The magic circle before Nanako suddenly lit up, and the sacrificial items she offered instantly transformed into points of light and vanished.
In the haziness, the entire hall was engulfed by a storm of sacred energy.
The next moment.
Before them, an enormous ball of light appeared, too bright to look at directly.
The sacred light was incredibly dazzling.
Within the light ball, they could vaguely see the silhouette of a tall, winged beast.
"Tiny human." A voice devoid of emotion echoed throughout the hall.
"I awaken in response to your covenant. Speak, for whom do you seek blessing?"
Kneeling there, Nanako's whole body trembled as she tried to steady herself.
This was the Sacred Sovereign.
The ancient holy spirit slumbering beneath the Sacred Veil.
This was the existence closest to divinity.
She immediately bowed her head, humble and devout: "Great Sacred Sovereign, in the name of the Seven Stewards, I request your blessing for my humble disciple, to remove all illness and evil entities from him, and grant him the most sacred blessing."
Lynn stood there with a strange expression.
However, because Nanako had her eyes closed and was trembling all over, she didn't notice Lynn's expression.
After a brief silence of several seconds.
That indifferent voice spoke.
"Covenant accepted, I accept your prayer."
Then the magnificent figure in the light screen turned around, covering Lynn with its boundless will.
"..."
"..."
A brief silence.
One could vaguely see the figure in the light screen suddenly freeze in place.
The next moment.
"What the actual f*ck!!!"
An incredibly shocked voice instantly came from the light screen, completely lacking its previous indifferent tone.
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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.
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.
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."
