Soldiers kept firing relentlessly, having completely forgotten their original mission.
At this moment, all they had left was the fear of death. But as their gunfire ceased, everyone discovered something terrifying.
Ning Yu still stood opposite them, holding the straight sword adorned with butterfly decorations, unmoved.
But in front of her, countless bullets lay scattered, none of which had hit her.
However, Ning Yu hadn't dodged or blocked the bullets with her sword, as even she couldn't face such a barrage head-on.
An invisible barrier had appeared in front of her, rippling with faint blue waves, which had stopped all the bullets.
Next to Ning Yu, an unfamiliar figure had appeared, with beautiful silver hair just a bit shorter than Ning Yu's.
The soldiers looked at each other, puzzled. How had someone suddenly appeared, and why did they look so much like Ning Yu? Was it some kind of cloning technique?
"Why are you here?"
Ning Yu didn't turn her head, her crimson eyes still fixed straight ahead. Her tone seemed slightly annoyed, as if she had been disturbed.
"Sister, your eyes are so beautiful."
Ning Xuan tilted her head and looked at Ning Yu, her face expressionless. But intricate mechanical patterns glowed on her arm, revealing that she had summoned the barrier to block the bullets for Ning Yu.
She gazed at Ning Yu's ruby-like eyes and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
"Are these the family's lackeys?"
Ning Yu asked.
"More accurately, they are the lackeys of that great one,"
Ning Xuan said, pressing a finger to her lips in thought.
"It doesn't matter if they die, right?"
Ning Yu loosened her grip, allowing Blood Kite to float freely. She had recently found herself more adept at controlling Blood Kite and had been eager to test it.
As if receiving a command, Blood Kite began to dance around her, then quickly spun into a blur.
"Of course, if Sister were captured, who knows what they would do to you,"
Ning Xuan smiled at her, then suddenly produced a transparent umbrella, which she opened.
Seeing Ning Yu's bangs soaked by the rain, she quietly walked over and placed the opened umbrella above Ning Yu's head, shielding her from the rain.
She even tilted the umbrella slightly more toward Ning Yu, causing some rain to fall on her own right shoulder.
Blood Kite, dancing in the air, transformed into a red streak and shot toward the soldiers.
They had never seen such an unusual attack and showed expressions of panic, firing at Blood Kite once more.
The sound of bullets hitting metal and shells hitting the ground rang out in the rain, but they couldn't stop Blood Kite's advance.
Under Ning Yu's control, Blood Kite sliced through the soldiers' necks like a scythe through grass, reaping their lives.
Everything happened too quickly. They didn't have time to think or escape, their heads falling one by one, becoming lifeless corpses on the ground.
After harvesting life, Blood Kite returned, absorbing every drop of blood on the ground without waste, converting it into experience.
Ning Yu and Ning Xuan stood motionless in the rain, watching the scene under the umbrella.
"Sister, you're even more formidable than I imagined."
Ning Xuan couldn't help but admire Ning Yu's killing technique.
"Is this the power of the Moon Princess? It's truly enviable."
Hearing her words, Ning Yu wanted to say: This is just the weapon of the system.
But she didn't know the relationship between the system and the Moon Princess, nor had she ever asked.
So she remained silent, raising her left hand to summon Blood Kite back to her, leaving only shriveled corpses and combat uniforms on the ground.
Her eyes glowed even more crimson, as if on the verge of burning.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
Ning Yu finally turned her head to look at her younger sister, who was shorter than her but still holding the umbrella for her.
"Did you lead these people here?"
Blood Kite in her hand gently swayed, sensing her master's mood.
"Was this all your doing? Did you orchestrate this to lure me out and capture me?"
Ning Yu's killing intent is locked onto Ning Xuan, as if she wouldn't show any mercy to her own sister.
In fact, through their intimacy, Ning Yu knew that Ning Xuan likely genuinely wanted to help her.
But that didn't stop her suspicion or her desire to test Ning Xuan's motives.
Ning Xuan seemed completely unfazed, as if mesmerized, gazing into Ning Yu's eyes without any fear.
Instead, she was earnestly admiring Ning Yu's appearance, as she had never seen her like this before and found it incredibly refreshing.
"Why don't you stab me again, Sister? I absolutely won't resist."
Ning Xuan took another step closer, her silver hair brushing against Ning Yu's.
At such a close distance, if one were to use a color picker, the hex codes of their hair colors would likely be identical.
Hearing her words, Ning Yu loosened her grip on Blood Kite, and it immediately flew to Ning Xuan's neck.
"Do you think I won't do it?"
Ning Xuan, however, seemed to be certain of Ning Yu's reaction, tilting her head closer to Blood Kite:
"I know Sister will trust me."
Some of her hair was about to be cut by the sharp Blood Kite, but it seemed to sense this and moved away slightly.
Ning Yu narrowed her eyes, unsure of where her courage came from, but she indeed had no intention of harming her.
"To be precise, I followed them to find you, Sister."
Ning Xuan pointed to the unconscious man on the ground, whom Ning Yu had specifically spared.
"Won't this cause you trouble?"
"You could have gone back to report and rested. Why get involved again? You've already bought me enough time."
Ning Yu said.
There were no more threats, so the barrier controlled by Ning Xuan disappeared as she moved her arm.
Ning Yu also quietly summoned Blood Kite back to her hand and stored it in the system space.
"I've already thought it through."
Ning Xuan said, and the rain seemed to be subsiding, with faint sunlight beginning to appear.
"If someone offered me a hundred million lives in exchange for a single strand of Sister's hair."
Ning Xuan extended her hand to test the diminishing rain.
A barrier seemed to form on her hand, preventing the rain from touching her, but the decreasing ripples revealed the truth.
"I would choose to let them all die."
Ning Xuan pressed a button on the umbrella, folding it up and shaking off the water droplets.
"Because for me, the world only has one person that matters."
She folded the umbrella and turned to look at Ning Yu.
"I only need Sister."
Ning Yu felt no more rain falling on her head, and the scent of rain-soaked earth filled the air.
Sunlight, refracted through the rain droplets in her side bangs, shone into Ning Yu's eyes, creating a peculiar glow.
The rain stopped.
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."
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.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
