Gu Yang paid absolutely no attention to the submission of this exquisite, delicate body.
His death-god-like eyes stared fixedly at the Sword Demon sub-entity inside Ji Shuanghua's body, which was being frantically refined by the strange fire.
"Strip."
Two extremely cold words escaped his thin lips.
His rough five fingers violently clawed deep into her dantian.
"Rip!"
Accompanied by an extremely ear-piercing sound of a soul tearing.
That pitch-black, foul-smelling Sword Demon sub-entity was completely frozen into a black shard of ice by the Nine Nether Soul-Locking Flame.
And the pure, flawless Heaven-rank supreme sword art essence enveloping it, radiating boundless heavenly might,
was exquisitely sliced off by the Great Sun True Fire.
"SquELCH."
Gu Yang's arm violently yanked outward.
Bringing with it an extremely bewitching splash of crimson blood.
Ji Shuanghua collapsed weakly onto the cold altar, like a pile of mud that had its spine extracted.
Her chest heaved violently, her warm breath carrying a trace of extreme euphoria from surviving a catastrophe.
And in the palm of Gu Yang's hand,
there was now a seven-colored ball of sword Dao essence light, emitting an extremely pure aura without any impurities.
Heaven-rank supreme cultivation method, acquired.
He ruthlessly flicked away a smear of warm blood staining the back of his hand.
His deep black eyes looked down into the depths of the giant pit with extreme disdain.
The seven-colored sword Dao essence in his hand radiated the ultimate pure, boundless heavenly might.
Gu Yang's abyss-like black eyes showed no ripples; he casually crushed it and patted it into his own dantian.
The Great Sun True Fire instantly devoured it, leaving not even a trace of residue.
Deep within the giant pit, that ten-thousand-zhang broken sword suddenly let out an extremely mournful, terrifying shriek that sounded like scraping bones!
"Ant—how dare you steal my essence!!!"
Seeing its plot completely exposed, the Sword Demon sub-entity frozen in Ji Shuanghua's body instantly fell into the most frantic rampage.
Since possession was hopeless, it would destroy this vessel!
"Rumble—!"
A burst of heretical demonic sword qi, so dense it condensed into black liquid, frantically surged upward through the underground array core like a volcanic eruption.
This power was too violent; wherever it passed, the dark red rocks along the way were annihilated inch by inch.
It headed straight for Ji Shuanghua, who was completely defenseless on the altar!
Ji Shuanghua's cold, white, jade-like delicate body convulsed violently.
Her meridians shattered inch by inch, and blinding blood surged frantically from her seven apertures, meandering into mournful bloodstains on her stunningly beautiful face.
She tilted her fragile neck back, emitting a hoarse, miserable howl from her throat like a trapped beast.
The corners of Gu Yang's thin lips curled into a bone-chillingly cruel smirk.
His rough, large hand, like iron shackles, tightly clamped onto Ji Shuanghua's life gate, forcefully pinning her in place.
This was the most perfect "biological transit station," how could it be easily scrapped?
Gu Yang didn't even turn his head; his free left hand reached back with extreme brutality.
"Come here."
Leaving no room for negotiation.
Su Lingyan's battered and broken delicate body was roughly dragged into the core of the array by him, like picking up a defenseless kitten.
The violent pulling completely tore her plain snow flowing immortal skirt up to the root of her thighs.
Large patches of breathtakingly snowy skin were exposed to the violent black demonic qi, instantly breaking out in fine, shivering goosebumps.
"Bang!"
Gu Yang firmly pressed Su Lingyan against Ji Shuanghua's back.
His rough fingertips craftily pierced into the incomplete seal of the Nine-Tailed Fox bone on her lower back.
"Open it all."
Gu Yang's breath held no warmth, yet it carried an absolute will capable of crushing her soul.
Su Lingyan abruptly raised her stunningly beautiful face, dripping with cold sweat.
In her pale glazed eyes, a bewitching crimson surged, intertwining extreme pain with a sick dependency.
Not only did she not resist, but she also extremely obediently and completely opened all her spiritual energy defenses to this brutal force.
[Living Sword Sheath], fully overloaded operation!
"Buzz—!"
The black, filthy demonic qi inside Ji Shuanghua's body, which was almost bursting her, seemed to have found an extremely fatal outlet.
Like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, it frantically surged into Su Lingyan's dantian along their tightly pressed cold, white skin.
The "Sin-Severing Demonic Sword," which had been suppressed in Su Lingyan's body for ten years, let out an extremely greedy cheer.
It was like a starving bottomless pit, swallowing up the brutal energy that could instantly cause a Golden Core cultivator to suffer qi deviation.
"Ugh..."
Su Lingyan trembled violently all over, her cold sweat-drenched nose hurriedly rubbing against the back of Gu Yang's hand.
That extreme contrast of being filled with an extremely evil power while being absolutely controlled by Gu Yang.
Made her long, straight legs subtly cross together uncontrollably.
But this was not enough.
The foundation accumulated by the Sword Demon over millions of years was too terrifying, and Ji Shuanghua's shattered jade sword bones had reached the critical point of total collapse.
Once this "main pipeline" exploded, all schemes would fall short of success.
Gu Yang's deep black eyes ruthlessly locked onto Lan Caidie, who was slumped at the edge of the altar.
"Life-Hanging Gu, give it to her."
Lan Caidie's bewitching face was pale as paper.
The Life-Hanging Gu was her life's foundation; once it left her body, her cultivation base would instantly drop by a major realm.
But under Gu Yang's almost tangible, freezing gaze.
The sick slavishness in her eyes, begging to be used and ruthlessly exploited, instantly overwhelmed all reason.
"This slave... obeys."
Lan Caidie crawled with extreme difficulty to the center of the altar.
That purple strapless short skirt rubbed against the cold ground, squeezing out breathtaking, plump flesh marks.
She violently bit her heart meridian, and a strange Gu insect, entirely dark gold in color, was spat out by her, mixed with boiling essence blood.
"Go."
The Life-Hanging Gu turned into a ray of golden light and precisely drilled into Ji Shuanghua's continuously bleeding glabella.
"Sizzle!"
Countless extremely fine golden spiritual energy threads, radiating rich vitality, frantically spread within Ji Shuanghua's body.
Like the most brilliant sutures, they forcibly stitched and pulled together her inch-by-inch broken meridians.
Severe pain.
Made Ji Shuanghua's ten fingers dig out ten mournful bloody marks on the hard stone slabs of the altar.
But under the forcible life-sustaining of this Gu insect, her physical body was forcefully stuck at the edge of collapse, stubbornly clinging to her last breath.
Three high and mighty stunning saintesses, the flawless white moonlights in the hearts of countless male cultivators in the Eastern Region.
At this moment, beneath this ten-thousand-zhang broken sword.
They were ruthlessly assembled by Gu Yang into a flesh and blood "water pump" with absolutely no dignity, seeking only maximum efficiency.
Gu Yang's hands were like manipulating the most precise instrument in this world.
The Great Sun True Fire and the Nine Nether Soul-Locking Flame frantically intertwined in his palms, forming a terrifying vortex capable of devouring everything.
The seventh layer Dao Platform, Exquisite Delusion-Breaking, clearly dissected the underground structure.
Gu Yang's gaze directly pierced through the ten-thousand-zhang rock layers.
Firmly locking onto the Sword Demon's dark red heart, as massive as a mountain, which was nailed dead deep within the array core.
"Borrowing your sword for a use."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
