"I don't need you to promise to protect my Great Dao, nor do I need you to bestow upon me cultivation methods or fortuitous encounters."
"I only want you to accept this heart, and then..."
She fiercely gripped the hem of Gu Yang's drooping gray robes, her knuckles turning white from the force.
"Help me slice that beast, Ye Chen, into a thousand pieces, extract his soul, and refine his spirit!!!"
Gu Yang looked down from above at this breathtakingly beautiful young woman who had been completely ignited by hatred.
A willing, sacrificed Exquisite Heart.
"As you wish."
Gu Yang slowly leaned down.
The coarse gray linen blocked the moonlight overhead, enveloping Ye Shutong's entire being within his tall, imposing shadow.
He reached out with his large hand, covered in rough, thin calluses.
Without the slightest bit of gentleness, he domineeringly grasped the soft nape of her neck, which was so slender it could be held in one hand.
"Mmh..."
Ye Shutong's entire body trembled violently.
What transmitted from Gu Yang's palm was not coldness, but a violently scorching extreme heat, like volcanic magma.
The Desolate Ancient Extreme Yang Physique.
The domineering spiritual energy of the Great Sun Heaven-Burning Sutra mercilessly blasted into her meridians, which had long been frozen stiff by the cold, following the pads of Gu Yang's fingers.
The extremes of ice and fire violently collided at this moment.
She instinctively wanted to curl up, but the large hand Gu Yang had clamped on the back of her neck was like cast iron, allowing her not even half an inch of retreat.
Gu Yang closed his eyes, and the sixth layer of his Dao Platform, the Great Yi Fortune Platform, roared into operation.
"Fortune Intertwining Seed, condense."
...
Half an hour later.
The thick fog gradually dispersed.
Ye Shutong was like a puddle of mud, limply collapsing into Gu Yang's arms.
The origin of the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart within her body had been completely drained, replaced by that slowly beating Fortune Intertwining Seed.
...
Gu Yang casually tossed that loose black cloak over her delicate body, which was covered in mud and red marks.
There was no tenderness, not even a second glance. He directly sat cross-legged on the piercingly cold, frozen earth, his deep black eyes instantly closing.
Within his body, a terrifyingly majestic life force was madly washing through his limbs and bones like a runaway wild horse.
The Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart was a supreme Cauldron of heaven and earth's fortune.
This origin energy was not tainted by the slightest bit of Ye Shutong's despair and resentment, because she had willingly, even with extreme fanaticism, actively sacrificed it.
The spiritual energy, pure to the extreme, was like the highest grade of lamp oil, instantly poured onto the Great Sun Heaven-Burning Sutra within Gu Yang's body.
"Boom!"
The Great Sun Heaven-Burning Sutra transformed into a greedy, heaven-reaching furnace.
The dark gold true fire, like countless violent fire dragons, unceremoniously swallowed that cluster of seven-colored origin energy in one gulp.
There was no rejection, no hindrance whatsoever.
Under the domineering extreme heat, that cluster of seven-colored spiritual light was ruthlessly and continuously compressed and purified.
The Great Sun True Fire acted like the coldest iron hammer, peeling away the core fragments of the laws of fortune from the spiritual light layer by layer, condensing them into drops of seven-colored spiritual liquid as viscous as mercury.
"Rise."
Gu Yang let out a low, emotionless shout within his sea of consciousness.
Deep in his sea of Qi, the previously dormant first six layers of his Dao Platform resonated with a boom at this moment!
The first layer, the Chaos Lotus Platform, flowed with five energies; the second layer, the Yin-Yang Glazed Platform, interwoven with black and white; the third layer, the Crimson Blood Immortal Platform, shot blood light into the sky; the fourth layer, the Netherworld Dao Platform, was deathly still and profound; the fifth layer, Taiji, and the sixth layer, Great Yi, both erupted with a fortune life force that shattered the void.
The six supreme Dao Platforms were like layers of a stairway to heaven, madly spinning and stacking within the sea of dark gold fire.
And those drops of seven-colored spiritual liquid, purified to the extreme by the true fire, poured down like a waterfall hanging from the nine heavens, landing with extreme precision on the highest point of these six layers of heavenly stairs.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
Under the forging of the true fire, the spiritual liquid rapidly crystallized and solidified.
The bones all over Gu Yang's body let out a series of crackling sounds like roasting beans that would make one's scalp tingle.
On his exposed skin, blue veins bulged like horned dragons, and dark gold spiritual crests flowing like magma spread all the way up his neck to the corners of his eyes, exuding an evil and domineering demonic might.
The Nine Nether Profound Ice within a ten-zhang radius simply could not withstand this uncontrollably leaking extreme yang energy.
The iron-hard ice layer vaporized at a visible rate, turning into rolling white mist that rose and completely shrouded his tall, demon-god-like body.
In his sea of Qi, the seventh layer of the Dao Platform was rising from the ground at a terrifying speed.
It was no longer the square, rigid spiritual energy phantom of an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Under the extreme intertwining of the true fire and the Seven-Aperture power of fortune.
That layer of the Dao Platform gradually condensed into a heart carved from seven-colored glazed glass, its surface flowing with dark gold blood lines, and possessing seven deep apertures!
The seventh layer Dao Platform, the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Platform!
"Thump!"
Accompanied by the complete solidification of this bizarre Dao Platform.
A heartbeat sound like a massive bronze bell not only exploded in Gu Yang's sea of consciousness, but also terrifyingly pierced through his physical body, stirring up a visible ring of sonic boom airwaves in mid-air above the Sinking Water Cold Pool!
Deafening.
Divine Ability Awakened: Exquisite Illusion-Breaking.
Possessing this Dao Platform, all illusions and confusing arrays in the world would be like thin paper under the refraction of these seven glazed apertures.
As long as an enemy activated a cultivation method, the trajectory of their spiritual energy wandering through their meridians and their most fatal flaws would be instantly captured and deduced by this heart, exposed in Gu Yang's vision without reservation.
These were the eyes of a death god, capable of seeing through all trump cards.
"Break."
Gu Yang's thin lips parted slightly, spitting out a word completely devoid of temperature.
Crack...
It was as if an invisible, heavy barrier within his limbs and bones was cleanly smashed to pieces.
The realm barrier that had been stagnant for a long time collapsed with a boom under the terrifying foundational impact of the seven-layer supreme Dao Platform.
Late Foundation Establishment!
A terrifying spiritual pressure, several times stronger than before, wildly swept outwards in all directions with Gu Yang as the center like a tangible storm.
The newly frozen ice surface of the Sinking Water Cold Pool was as if struck by a ten-thousand-ton giant hammer.
"Rumble!"
Countless massive blocks of ice shot into the sky, only to be directly evaporated into nothingness in mid-air by the dark gold true fire rippling out with the spiritual pressure.
Gu Yang slowly opened his eyes.
A chilling seven-colored flowing light flashed through those abyss-like black eyes, and the dark gold flames deep within his pupils were like two miniature suns.
The light flashed and vanished, quickly hiding within extreme coldness.
He stood up, feeling the majestic magical power surging endlessly like a river within his body, as well as the complete smoothing out of that trace of sluggishness deep in his meridians.
The perfect Dao Foundation was complete.
With his current Late Foundation Establishment cultivation, coupled with these seven heaven-defying, supreme-grade Dao Platforms.
Among those of the same tier, he already had no rivals.
Even if he encountered a true Early Core Formation old monster, he had the confidence to retreat unscathed.
...
The piercingly cold wind blew in, the coarse fabric rubbing against her snow-white skin covered in muddy water and red marks, bringing a trembling sting.
Ye Shutong opened her eyes with extreme difficulty.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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!"
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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
