The two quickly made their way to the rooftop to assess the situation.
From all directions, a dense horde of zombies surged, stretching as far as the eye could see.
The ground was mostly filled with ordinary walking zombies, but their numbers were beyond counting.
The Glutton leaped between buildings, shattering glass and signs as it bounded through the steel jungle.
The Greedy One limped along the ground, occasionally using its blade-like arms to slice through the bodies of ordinary zombies blocking its path.
The ordinary zombies, even after being cut down, continued to crawl relentlessly in this direction.
The Butcher emerged from the rooftop of a nearby building, dragging its massive hook along the ground, sparks flying from the metal. Its grotesque eyes bulged, casting a malicious gaze in their direction.
"Boom! Boom!"
The earth-shaking footsteps of several Wrathful Ones could be heard in the distance, their presence as imposing as a landslide.
The Sloth, using invisible hands like a spider, climbed and moved between buildings, seemingly all in an "awakened" state.
All the zombies appeared to be driven by some unseen force, closing in and surrounding them.
The dark clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to crush it.
Ning Yu recalled a line from a poem that described such a scene, and the pressure from the zombie horde felt exactly like that.
The rising sun, as if sensing the terrifying aura, dared only to cast a faint light from afar.
It illuminated the rooftop of the high-end hotel where the two stood, as if this were the last light in the world.
Beyond this beam of light lay endless despair.
The building they were in felt like an isolated island, surrounded by a raging storm.
The single beam of light shone on Ning Yu's silver hair, reflecting through her strands and into her eyes, causing her to squint slightly.
"I didn’t realize I was so important," Ning Yu said with a self-deprecating smile, still managing to joke in such a dire situation.
"Big sister, things are really bad," Ning Xuan said nervously. Her prosthetic devices were fully deployed, and the thrusters on her arms and ankles were already emitting high heat, distorting the air around her.
Soon, she began to float, gently bobbing up and down.
"Can you fly?" Ning Yu asked, glancing at her. In a situation like this, anyone who wasn’t a fool would know that the best course of action was to flee.
The Blood Kite in her hand, now awakened, had never been so excited. Though it had yet to taste blood, it was already glowing faintly.
It seemed to crave devouring the flesh and blood of all the mutated zombies around them.
"I should have enough energy to fly out of this encirclement," Ning Xuan said, reaching out her hand to Ning Yu. The rising sun peeked out from behind her, too timid to offer more light.
But in Ning Yu’s eyes, Ning Xuan looked like an angel born from the morning sun, lacking only a pair of wings.
Just as Ning Yu was about to take her hand, their fingers almost touching, she suddenly froze, her pupils contracting sharply. She felt a deep, soul-crushing pressure.
Ning Yu immediately stopped her movement and swung the Blood Kite to the side.
A gray-black light, appearing out of nowhere, came hurtling toward her with the force of a thunderbolt, almost striking her.
Ning Xuan reacted quickly, deploying a preheated invisible barrier in front of Ning Yu. The gray-black light slammed into it.
However, the barrier, which had seemed indestructible, shattered after just 0.5 seconds, and the gray-black light continued toward Ning Yu, who was holding her blade.
Without a second thought, Ning Yu knew she couldn’t withstand the attack directly, so she activated [Blood Mirror].
Just as the light struck the shield formed by the Blood Kite, it was perfectly deflected and shot back toward its source.
But the direction it came from was empty, with only an unfortunate office building in its path. The deflected light pierced through the building, causing a massive explosion.
The entire floor that was hit was obliterated, and the floors above it collapsed downward before the entire structure tilted and fell.
"BOOM!!!!"
The massive debris crushed the zombies below, with only the mutated ones managing to dodge in time.
The dust that rose obscured the area, leaving the entire street a bloody mess.
[You have killed an ordinary zombie, +10 points]
[You have killed an ordinary zombie, +11 points]
...
Ning Yu’s mind was flooded with countless notifications. She hadn’t expected that even this would count as her kills.
But she felt no joy, as the power of that gray-black light had left her shaken.
If she had tried to block it with just the Blood Kite, she would have lost her life.
But now [Blood Mirror] was on cooldown. If more attacks like that came, she would have no choice but to flee in panic.
"Long time no see, Miss Fake," a soft, girlish voice suddenly rang out, echoing in the sky. The voice was ethereal and melodious, as if it didn’t belong to this world.
Hearing this, Ning Xuan froze, staring in disbelief in the direction of the voice.
From the clouds that blocked the sun, countless disconnected staircases appeared, slowly descending and rotating as if paving a path.
A girl with ash-gray hair appeared at the top of the staircase and began to descend gracefully, her movements elegant and her steps light.
Her hair wasn’t the pure silver-white of Ning Yu and Ning Xuan, but a deeper, more obscure shade of gray.
She wore a pure black, elegant gown that clung to her perfect figure, leaving no inch to spare. The gown swayed gently with her movements.
Her pale thighs were almost unnaturally white, tinged with a faint gray that added an eerie touch to her otherwise icy demeanor.
When she reached the bottom step, Ning Yu finally got a clear look at her.
The girl’s eyes were deep black, but within that despairing darkness, stars seemed to twinkle, as if they contained all the stars and planets of the universe.
Those were definitely not human eyes, yet they did nothing to diminish her beauty.
A peculiar black teardrop symbol was painted below her left eye, as if she were weeping.
But someone like her seemed more likely to make others cry.
"Chen Xing, it’s you," Ning Xuan said, clearly recognizing the girl who had suddenly appeared. Her voice was filled with disbelief as she called out her name.
Chen Xing, hearing Ning Xuan’s words, responded in a commanding and authoritative tone:
"How dare you call me by my name? You impure creature."
All the staircases that had welcomed her down disappeared, and a blood-red European-style chair appeared behind her. The chair’s back was adorned with intricate, symmetrical patterns.
The ends of the chair were carved with roses of the same color, embellishing its back.
Chen Xing elegantly sat down, and a black crown gently materialized on her head.
"Clatter"
"Clatter"
The moment Chen Xing sat down, the dense horde of zombies on the ground suddenly acted like lowly subjects in the presence of their queen.
They all knelt down in unison, even producing a collective sound as they did so.
They raised their hands high, paying homage to her.
The faint light of the rising sun had completely disappeared.
Endless dark clouds now covered the entire sky.
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!
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.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
