On the snowy plains.
"Cough! Cough, cough, cough! Cough!"
Liu Han had just retrieved the necklace when he heard a series of coughs.
He anxiously asked,
"Old Qin! Are you alright? Has your soul been damaged?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine. That attack just now wasn't even one percent of my full strength, cough, cough! I just need to rest for seven days. Take care of yourself during these seven days."
After Old Qin finished speaking, the luster of the jade necklace dimmed.
He was going into temporary hibernation.
Rustle—
At that moment, Ye Wangchuan arrived with Li Luo in tow.
"Are you alright?"
Ye Wangchuan inquired.
Liu Han concealed the urgency in his eyes and forced a smile, saying,
"Everything's fine. Brother Ye, you wouldn't believe it, but that snake just fell from the sky and died on impact."
"Is that so? By the way, there's an altar over there. Let's go take a look."
Ye Wangchuan didn't press further and casually changed the subject.
Liu Han nodded.
Beside them,
"Hah, ha-choo!"
"Ugh~ It's so cold! Ye Wangchuan, can I crawl into your clothes?"
Li Luo, shivering all over, burrowed into Ye Wangchuan's clothes.
Since Ye Wangchuan's cultivation had reached the second level, he had a high resistance to cold.
His body temperature was warm and comforting.
Li Luo poked his head out from Ye Wangchuan's collar, looking quite content.
"Ah~ Much better here."
[Villain Emotional Value +100]
[Villain Emotional Value +100]
"Hey, you... I'll get you a coat, so get out of there."
Feeling the cold sensation against his skin, Ye Wangchuan tugged at Li Luo's collar, trying to pull him out of his clothes.
"Eh~"
Li Luo grumbled reluctantly and then said,
"Nine cultivation pills."
"No, fifteen."
"Fine, fifteen it is!"
Li Luo agreed without hesitation.
After all, ever since they entered this secret realm, the system had been acting like a charity.
Killing enemies, slaying monsters, or collecting treasures—all of it yielded a ton of Villain Emotional Value.
It was hilarious; he had more than enough Villain Emotional Value to spare!
And even while hiding in Ye Wangchuan's clothes, the Villain Emotional Value kept pouring in.
As Li Luo thought about this, he reached out and touched Ye Wangchuan's abs.
[Villain Emotional Value +100]
[Villain Emotional Value +100]
Ohoho!
Just a couple of touches, and the emotional value spiked. This Ye Wangchuan was such a pushover~
……
……
Soon.
The group arrived at the altar.
The altar was made of black stone bricks, with a thick layer of snow piled on top.
In the center of the altar was a raised mound of snow.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, took out a fan, and with a strong gust of wind, swept away the snow in the center!
The object beneath the snow mound was revealed.
It was a skeleton, sitting upright in the center of the altar.
However, the three of them had strong mental fortitude and weren't frightened by the skeleton.
Ye Wangchuan examined the skeleton closely.
In its left hand, it held a frozen heart, while its right hand cradled a book.
In front of it was a sword covered in frost.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, picked up the book, and looked at it together with Liu Han.
……
……
The contents of the letter:
Day 1.
A light appeared on a spiritual mountain. Then, the sect sent me in.
As soon as I entered, I found myself underground.
Fortunately, the vines here glowed, and since I was already at the second level, I wouldn't die anytime soon.
Day 2.
I spent the day trying to climb out, but I couldn't make it.
This place is really deep.
Day 3.
Climbed again, still didn't make it out.
Day 4.
Climbed again, still didn't make it out.
Day 7.
Climbed again, still didn't make it out.
Day 14.
Maybe I should try a different approach.
If I can reach the third level, maybe I can get out.
But it took me ten years just to reach the second level. Who knows how long it'll take to reach the third?
Year 1.
Cultivating.
Year 3.
Cultivating.
Year 10.
Cultivating.
Year 20.
There's a small snake down here?
I started feeding it a bit of spiritual energy every day, hoping it would gain sentience soon.
Being alone is really tough.
Year 31.
I suddenly had a bold idea!
Year 32.
The snake laid eggs. Now there will be more snakes to keep me company. I won't have to endure loneliness anymore!
Year 50.
Cultivating.
Year 80.
Haha, I did it! I did it! I finally broke through to the third level! Eighty years! It took me eighty years!
Since the secret realm doesn't provide cultivation resources like the sect does, it took almost twice as long as it would have outside.
But I made it! Now I can finally return to the outside world!
I wonder how the sect is doing, how my junior sister is doing.
Year ××.
Where is the exit?!!! (The handwriting is frantic, with many parts of the paper torn.)
I made it out of the underground, but where is the exit? Where is it?!
I searched for decades! Decades!
Why?! Why am I the only human in this entire secret realm? Where is the exit? Where is it?!
Is this a time-limited secret realm? Why didn't the sect tell me?! Why didn't they tell me?!
When will it open again? How many years from now?
Year ××.
I returned underground. At least there, I have my wife and my children.
Even if they're just mindless snakes.
I need to cultivate! I need to cultivate! I need to cultivate! I need to reach the seventh level and tear this damned secret realm apart with my bare hands!!!!
Year 200.
Cultivating.
Year 300.
Cultivating.
Year 400.
Haha, I've broken through to the fourth level! The difference between the fourth and third levels is no joke! I feel like my life itself has evolved!
But I still can't get out.
Year 500.
Hello, future visitor. (The handwriting suddenly became neat, a stark contrast to the frantic scribbles of the past few centuries.)
By the time you read this, I will already be gone.
The reason is simple.
I couldn't hold on anymore.
Five hundred years! Five hundred years without speaking to another human being!
I was so lonely. So, so lonely. So painful.
No matter how much I tried, beasts are still just beasts.
Yesterday, the first snake I met, my wife, passed away.
Its cultivation wasn't high enough, and its lifespan was only five hundred years.
That was the final straw for me.
So I decided.
To end my own life.
To ensure that no one else falls into this bottomless pit like I did, I've left my legacy here.
The heart in my left hand has been nourished by cold energy for a hundred years. Even after my death, it will continue to be nourished by my body.
It contains a vast amount of cold energy and my malice. Consuming it will grant you the Frost Malevolence Body.
Be careful not to lose yourself to madness.
As for the sword in front of me, it was forged from the bones of my wife and my own kindness. It is the Ice Bone Sword.
The spiritual bones of a five-hundred-year-old demon beast should be quite powerful, right?
However, to prevent unworthy individuals from defiling my wife, I've placed a restriction on it.
Only the purest and most righteous of heart may wield this sword.
One of malice, one of kindness—this is my life's legacy.
Good luck, future visitor!
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?!
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
