That Night
Ning Ming had originally wanted to chat with this outsider, to learn some things he didn't know about.
But who would have thought, this night was not peaceful. Suddenly, four people rushed in, and now only three had come back.
The fourth knock should have been Chen Jianjia.
But no one expected that the voice would be from the man in green robes inside the room!
It was as if he had split into two people.
One standing inside the room, one standing outside.
...
Inside the room.
Wu Xue and the others were all unsettled, each like beasts trapped in a cage.
Under everyone's eyes,
the man in green robes' face was pale, and he stumbled back a few steps, with disbelief in his eyes.
The next moment, he suddenly roared, "What is this thing! Are you imitating me?"
But outside,
that voice also seemed to be angry, "Damn creature! I am the thirteenth generation disciple of Heavenly Sky Sect's Xiaoyun vein, an Eight Rank Star Phase Realm cultivator, you dare to cause me trouble? Evil Dispelling Five Elements Thunder!"
As he spoke, there was a sudden loud crack of thunder outside, like a string of firecrackers popping.
Boom!
The wooden door was instantly smashed.
Dazzling light, intense undulations, wood chips, electric arcs all poured into the room along with the cold night wind.
Then...
Everyone was stunned speechless.
Outside really stood an identical man in green robes!
Suddenly, the man inside paled drastically, frighteningly white.
The other also stared wide-eyed, full of disbelief.
The two were like mirror images.
One inside the room, one outside in the night, even their facial expressions were very similar.
What exactly was going on here?
"My god!"
Suddenly, the fat man Wu Xue seemed to realize something. He cried out, "This is... the cultivation taboo of the Heaven Lonely Star... the 【Twins】 at the Eight Rank Realm..."
His lips couldn't stop trembling. One could imagine how terrified he was.
"What?"
Ning Ming's body tensed reflexively.
This scene was totally bizarre and odd.
In his thirteen years in the village, he had never encountered something so weird.
"【Twins】? I have... a cultivation taboo?"
Inside the room, the man in green robes looked at his other self, as if struck by heavenly thunder. His body shook violently.
An extreme fear, or some other emotion, surged from the depths of his heart and soon shrouded his whole body.
At this moment, even his body felt numb, as if his whole person had fallen into a bottomless black hole.
"No! Impossible! How could something be wrong with me?"
The two men in green robes suddenly yelled at each other, completely unwilling to admit this fact.
"It must be you, this evil thing, deliberately ruining my cultivation!"
The man inside gritted his teeth. Blood seeped into his pupils as if he were a deranged lunatic.
Without another word, he drew his sword from his waist and charged out with a sharp aura, intending to kill.
Swish!
The two instantly rushed into the night, seemingly fighting, but the sounds faded into the stillness.
The dark night was like a mystical ocean, swallowing everything.
Inside the room.
This was Ning Ming's first encounter with such a bizarre matter. Clueless, he could only grip the Long Life Lamp tightly, as if holding onto a lifeline.
"The 【Twins】... Yes, Young Master Tang cultivates the Heaven Lonely Star."
The fat man Wu Xue looked especially solemn at this time. He murmured, "How could this be? Why?"
"Earlier Young Master Tang had guessed something was wrong with the young lady, but who would've thought the problem was with himself instead..."
The tall man still had lingering fears. Sweat kept flowing down his forehead and back, soaking a small area below his feet.
"What exactly is this?"
Ning Ming couldn't help but ask.
Seeing the fire-lit youth, Wu Xue was indecisive. He wanted to chat to distract himself from the terror, "There are many strange occurrences in cultivators' cultivation. A tiny mistake can turn into a taboo, and the 【Twins】 is the anomaly Heaven Lonely Star cultivators encounter at the Eight Rank Realm."
What?
Hearing this, Ning Ming was greatly astonished.
What was with this world? How could cultivators who were like immortals turn into monster-like freaks?
What shocked him even more was that,
the fat man mentioned this incident seemed to be just an "inauspicious omen" that "Heaven Lonely Star" cultivators encounter at the "Eight Rank Realm".
"Are there other ominous things in this world?"
Ning Ming soon realized this and his heart skipped a beat. "Isn't this... everyone fending for themselves!"
"The 【Twins】, formed from the thoughts of Heaven Lonely Star cultivators during cultivation, is identical to the original self, but not a so-called second avatar."
Wu Xue's expression was particularly grave. He said, "If the two do not meet, one can still barely maintain a normal state. But once they meet, the cultivator will be stimulated into madness, willing to do anything to kill the other self. But even so, one can never return to normal afterwards."
Ning Ming noticed the key point, "What do you mean by can't return to normal afterwards?"
Wu Xue let out a bitter laugh. "That is, from then on, one becomes an anomaly of the night."
Swish!
As these words came out, Ning Ming's mind that had remained the same for thirteen years was instantly shocked greatly.
So...
The terror of the night in this world was actually partly caused by cultivators?
The night draped over the little mountain village.
The village was still dead silent. Those two men in green robes were nowhere to be found. The lone room was like being pressed underwater, oppressively breathless.
Inside the room.
Not long after, Ning Ming grew increasingly restless.
It was only a little past midnight this night, but already two people had encountered misfortune.
Chen Jianjia hadn't appeared again since leaving the room. The man in green robes was an Eight Rank Star Phase Realm cultivator, yet he had met such a freakish anomaly.
The long night began tormenting the heart.
The remaining two, Wu Xue also sunk into prolonged silence.
No one spoke, as if all were waiting for daybreak.
Suddenly, Ning Ming noticed a chilling detail from the corner of his eye.
In the dark corner.
That tall man's body kept shaking. Previously thought to be fear, but now after so long, he still twitched nonstop.
Not only that, his feet were covered with a pool of liquid, gathered into a puddle below.
Could that be sweat? Wasn't he pretending to be weak in an exaggerated way?
Recalling the prior incident with the man in green robes, Ning Ming didn't dare to underestimate this and was secretly on guard.
At the same time, that fat man Wu Xue kept peeking at either him or possibly the room behind with his sister. That gaze had some indescribable strangeness...
Just then—
Ning Ming's eyes suddenly contracted. He saw an extremely horrifying scene.
On the pitch-black window, a ghostly face was actually pasted there!
No...
Ning Ming swallowed with difficulty.
That face was...Chen Jianjia!
The other was standing soundlessly outside the window like a ghost, staring straight at him through the window.
Ning Ming fiercely pinched his thigh, not panicking into shouting out. Then he glanced at the other two inside.
They didn't seem to have noticed Chen Jianjia outside the window...
At this time, Ning Ming saw the mouth on that face moving.
"Quickly take the Long Life Lamp and escape..."
Chen Jianjia's face was stuck to the window as she silently mouthed a mind-blowing message,
"All these people are monsters."

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

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."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”