What's going on?!
Yan Xing looked around frantically but found that Lin Hao had completely vanished from the room.
Had he seen a ghost?
The blades around his body began to flutter chaotically, responding to his agitated emotions.
It was beyond bizarre how a full-grown person could just disappear right under his nose.
He suddenly noticed the door was slightly ajar. Sensing something was wrong, he rushed forward to open it.
But just as he reached for the handle, the door was violently kicked open.
Caught off guard, he was sent flying backward by the impact of the door, landing hard on the floor behind him.
Damn it!
His head was spinning, and the door had struck him right in the nose. He could feel something warm trickling from his nostrils.
He was bleeding.
He stumbled backward several steps, trying to wipe away the blood from his nose, but the impact had been too severe.
Each time he wiped away some blood, more would flow out, impossible to stop.
His hands weren't idle though. Sensing an intruder, he commanded all his blades to shoot toward the open doorway in perfect unison.
"Clink! Clink! Clink!"
Sparks flew in the darkness as metallic sounds rang out from the doorway. The more of these sounds he heard, the more his heart sank.
Either he was facing a steel plate rather than a person, or whoever it was had deflected every single blade.
If it was the latter, what terrifying reflexes and speed would that require?
He wiped another smear of blood and peered toward the doorway.
There stood a girl with silver hair wearing a baseball cap. She hadn't stepped into the light yet, so he couldn't make out her face clearly.
If it weren't for the unusual hair color, he might have mistaken her for Ji Mengyao.
"Who are you?!"
He demanded with barely contained rage, though a hint of fear crept into his voice.
This person was almost certainly another Awakened One.
Ning Yu finally stepped into the light, which illuminated her from behind, making her silver hair appear translucent and dazzling.
She stared coldly at Yan Xing, holding an unusually shaped straight sword with a blood butterfly ornament dangling from its pommel.
How beautiful!
This was Yan Xing's first thought upon seeing Ning Yu. After seeing nothing but zombies day after day, suddenly encountering such an otherworldly beauty made him momentarily forget his situation.
How could such a beautiful girl exist in this world?
He stared at her, mouth slightly agape.
But he quickly snapped out of it.
"You're an Awakened One too?"
Ning Yu observed his research facility uniform, surprised that someone like him could become an Awakened One. She had thought the two roles were completely separate.
But Yan Xing, having gotten a clear look at Ning Yu's weapon, suddenly let out a sinister chuckle:
"You shouldn't have brought a blade here. Come to me!!"
He suddenly reached out his hand, attempting to seize control of Ning Yu's sword from afar.
But nothing happened. The scene he had imagined of controlling Ning Yu's sword didn't materialize?!
Even he was dumbfounded, his hand awkwardly suspended in the air like some delusional teenager.
A moment of silence hung in the air, the scene frozen in time.
Ning Yu watched him with amusement, wondering what this fool was doing.
Yan Xing couldn't understand why his metal-controlling ability had no effect on this sword.
Could it be a toy sword?
Looking at the metallic gleam reflecting off its surface, he didn't think that was possible.
So he stubbornly tried again.
Still not even a tremor; the sword remained perfectly steady in Ning Yu's hand.
It must be fake, this has to be a fake sword!
"Shing!"
After watching his embarrassing performance with patience, Ning Yu swiftly brought the Blood Kite to his throat.
The blade precisely nicked his skin, drawing a small amount of blood which the Blood Kite immediately absorbed.
Now things got worse - having tasted blood, the Blood Kite began drinking eagerly. What should have been a tiny cut started bleeding profusely.
Yan Xing didn't dare move, but the itching sensation at his neck told him his skin was broken. Why was his vision starting to blur?
Ning Yu pulled the Blood Kite back slightly - if it kept drinking like this, Yan Xing would die.
"Did Zhuang Wugou order you to kill Lin Hao?"
Yan Xing responded with silence, as if determined to resist to the death.
Ning Yu just smiled contemptuously, picking up one of her bent blades from the ground and easily straightening it with her hands.
Yan Xing considered trying to control the blade to attack Ning Yu while she was distracted, but ultimately didn't dare. He had already realized he was no match for her.
"Don't waste time and needlessly suffer more."
Ning Yu took hold of his finger and slid the blade into the gap between his fingernail and flesh.
"AHHHHH!!!!"
The room echoed with Yan Xing's pig-like screams as his face contorted in agony, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"Weren't you going to torture others? I see you don't even know how to properly torture someone. Let me teach you."
Ning Yu's words were like a demon's whisper as she smiled softly and picked up another bent blade from the ground, smoothing it flat with her hands.
Yan Xing watched her with terrified eyes, knowing another blade was about to be inserted under his fingernail.
Any thought of resistance was completely drowned by fear.
"Now, will you talk, or should I keep torturing you until you do?"
Ning Yu smiled sweetly, throwing his own words to Lin Hao back at him.
Yan Xing nodded frantically like a bobblehead doll, the excruciating pain in his finger destroying any courage to endure another blade.
"It... it was him. He discovered what Lin Hao was doing, but wanted to see what Lin Hao would do next, so he hadn't acted yet."
The words tumbled out of him rapidly like beans from an upturned container.
"Then why choose to act today?"
Ning Yu stared directly at him, giving him no time to catch his breath as she continued her interrogation, still playing with the blade in her hands - bending it, then straightening it again.
The metal seemed as pliable as clay in her hands.
Yan Xing watched her movements, swallowing hard before speaking:
"I... I don't know, he just ordered me to act, I... I... AHHHHH!!!!"
A second blade slid under his fingernail, and this time he broke down completely, tears and mucus streaming down his face.
He lay on the ground in a pathetic heap, clutching his hand and howling.
"I... I'm not lying... I really don't know!"
His whole body trembled with pain as he curled into a ball.
Seeing his state, Ning Yu believed he wasn't lying and changed her line of questioning.
"Why are you sending Awakened Ones out to die?"
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.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
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!
