"Oh, it's you. Aren't you that guy?"
Ye Wangchuan chuckled, pretending to recognize Su Fugui.
Su Fugui smiled and nodded.
"Right, right, I'm that guy."
"I know you. You did that thing."
"That thing? Oh, that old thing."
"Yeah, it was so... uh, that thing."
After exchanging a few polite words, both Su Fugui and Ye Wangchuan were left with the same question in their minds.
What exactly is "that thing"?
Once the pleasantries were over, Ye Wangchuan prepared to fish for information.
He needed to probe a bit—was Su Fugui's wealth given by the system? And what else could the system do besides providing money?
Just then.
"Hmph, so you're Su Fugui, huh?"
A tall man clad in black robes and a black mask approached.
Seeing that the man was heading straight for Su Fugui, Ye Wangchuan subtly stepped back, positioning Su Fugui in front of him.
At that moment.
Clang—!
Two spinning daggers shot through the air! Ye Wangchuan instantly drew his spear, deflecting one and using his chilling aura to blow the other away.
One of the daggers flew off and struck a thousand-year-old tree.
As the poison on the dagger dripped onto the tree, the entire tree began to wither and rot in an instant.
Ye Wangchuan glanced over, puzzled.
Meanwhile, Su Fugui frowned and spoke coldly.
"This is Ye Wangchuan, the young master of the Ye family, the top family in Chang'an City! I am Su Fugui of the Su family, one of the top ten families in Chang'an! Who are you to dare attack us so brazenly?"
Though there was no Su family in Chang'an, Su Fugui felt the need to claim some prestigious background.
After all, people from other cities wouldn't know whether the Su family truly existed.
Unexpectedly, the black-clad man sneered dismissively.
"Stop pretending! I've lived in Chang'an for decades and never heard of any Su family. As for the Ye family, I know of them."
"Then why are you attacking us? Do you have a death wish?"
Su Fugui furrowed his brow, utterly confused.
He couldn't understand why someone from Chang'an would attack the young master of the Ye family.
And why was he, Su Fugui, being targeted by a mysterious assassin?
Damn, having money but no backing in this fantasy world is really dangerous!
"Whatever. You're both going to die anyway. Before you do, I'll let you know why."
The black-clad man took a deep breath and explained.
"My name is Night Raven, a top-tier assassin at the third level of cultivation."
"Night Shadow was my sister. Last night, she died..."
"Su Fugui!!! I spent an entire day investigating! I found out that before she died, my sister was hired by Tang Mo! And her target was you!"
"Three people were involved—Tang Mo, Night Shadow, and you! Why are you the only one still alive?!"
"It must be because you're the one who killed my sister!!!"
Night Raven roared with fury.
Su Fugui's pupils contracted sharply.
"Night Shadow... is dead?"
"Yes!"
Night Raven snarled, then turned his gaze to Ye Wangchuan.
"Young Master Ye! I didn't want to involve you, but according to my investigation, you were the one who demanded Su Fugui's resurrection!"
"I was also puzzled. My sister was at the second level of cultivation, while Su Fugui is only at the first level. How could she lose to him?"
"Now I realize—you must have been his accomplice! You'll die too!"
After Night Raven finished speaking, Ye Wangchuan sighed and rubbed his forehead.
Damn!
Is it because there are two protagonists here, and their combined "stupidity aura" has made Night Raven lose his mind?
Why would an assassin reveal his background and motives before killing someone?
What is wrong with him?!
Su Fugui, regaining his composure, spoke up.
"Night Shadow and I were working together. We were ambushed by a mysterious..."
"I don't want to hear your excuses! After I kill you both, I'll take my own life and join my sister!"
Night Raven was beyond reason, consumed by rage.
In the next moment.
Whoosh—!
He appeared right in front of Ye Wangchuan!
"You're at the second level of cultivation. I'll kill you first!"
Night Raven coldly declared, wielding a scythe and slashing toward Ye Wangchuan at incredible speed.
Ye Wangchuan calmly channeled his spiritual energy, releasing a burst of freezing aura around him.
Night Raven initially paid it no mind, but as soon as he touched the icy energy, a flood of dark thoughts overwhelmed him.
Normally, Night Raven could resist such mental intrusions with sheer willpower.
But now, consumed by grief and rage over his sister's death, the dark thoughts easily infiltrated his mind.
Resentment, pain, and anger swirled together, while feelings of helplessness and despair suppressed his fury.
His emotions became a chaotic mess, and his movements grew clumsy.
"Damn it! I need revenge! Nothing will stop me!"
It took a full second for Night Raven to shake off the dark thoughts.
But in battle, even a second is crucial.
By the time he regained his focus, a frost-covered spear was already inches from his face.
Boom—!!
The spear struck Night Raven's face with tremendous force, sending him flying into a nearby river!
The impact also killed a bunch of fish.
At the same time, the spear unleashed a wave of icy energy, causing lotus-like ice formations to bloom in the river, attempting to trap Night Raven.
And, of course, freezing even more fish to death.
Fortunately, as a third-level cultivator, taking a spear strike from a second-level opponent wasn't enough to seriously injure Night Raven.
He only suffered a twisted face, a crushed eyeball, and most of his teeth shattered.
Looking around at the ice trapping him, Night Raven flexed his arm, easily shattering the ice.
But as soon as the ice broke, more water surged in, only to freeze again under the spear's chilling aura.
This cycle repeated endlessly.
After several failed attempts to brute-force his way out, Night Raven decided to change tactics.
He closed his eyes, calming his mind to resist the dark thoughts within the icy energy.
Then, he began gathering spiritual energy to activate his divine ability.
"Hmph!"
With a roar, Night Raven merged into the shadows!
This was his divine ability—Shadow Dive!
By merging into shadows, he could move at incredible speeds, making it perfect for assassination or escape.
Since the ice was semi-transparent, Night Raven quickly climbed out of the river by moving through the shadows within the ice.
Once on land, he laughed triumphantly.
"Haha! Ye Wangchuan, you didn't expect..."
Before he could finish, Ye Wangchuan called out.
"Li Luo, throw an explosive talisman into the air and detonate it."
"Okay."
Li Luo nodded.
In the next moment.
A talisman flew into the air, glowing red.
Boom—!!!
The talisman exploded, releasing a blinding light!
Most of the shadows in the area vanished instantly.
"Crap!"
Night Raven realized the danger and immediately canceled his Shadow Dive, charging toward Ye Wangchuan.
As a third-level cultivator, his speed was astonishing—far faster than a diving falcon.
Ye Wangchuan hurled three spears at Night Raven, but all were easily dodged.
As the distance between them closed, Night Raven grinned smugly.
"Brat! The gap between the third and second levels is even greater than that between the second level and a mortal! I'll show you my true..."
Before he could finish, he noticed something in Ye Wangchuan's hand.
A golden rope had suddenly appeared.
"Huh? What's that?"
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.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
