Gu Yang stood in the shadows, his bamboo hat pulled low. His eyes, as placid as an ancient well, swept indifferently over Mo Ji's alluring body, which was enough to make any man's blood boil.
Had it been anyone else, their mind would have already been racing with wild thoughts, perhaps even desiring a cross-species in-depth exchange.
But Gu Yang felt absolutely nothing.
In his eyes, this was nothing more than a well-fed cold-blooded animal.
A name is nothing but a code.
Gu Yang's voice remained hoarse and flat, devoid of any fluctuation, yet it sounded exceptionally clear in this rainy night.
Since you asked...
He turned his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the gap in his bamboo hat to glance at Su Wanyin in the tree, before falling back onto Mo Ji.
Remember this, my name is Li Feiyu.
Su Wanyin's heart trembled slightly.
Li Feiyu?
She silently engraved this name into the deepest parts of her soul.
Mo Ji buried her head deeply into the dirt, her voice extremely respectful:
I... will remember it. Young Master Li, until we meet again.
With that said, her alluring body instantly turned into a cloud of black mist. Instead of fleeing outward, she did the exact opposite, diving back into the depths of the blood-scented cavern filled with withered bones.
Only the dense bloody aura there could mask her subsequent scent.
Clever beast.
Gu Yang praised inwardly.
However, using the intelligence this time did not yield any Destiny Points.
Through this wave of actions, he had saved Su Wanyin, helped Mo Ji, and trapped and killed the Qingxu Trio.
Logically speaking, he had utilized several pieces of intelligence.
Yet the system had no reaction whatsoever.
Could it be because the Qingxu Trio were originally here to kill, and there was no clearly indicated fortuitous encounter on them to intercept?
And Mo Ji's successful shedding was a butterfly effect single-handedly facilitated by Gu Yang, rather than intercepting fruits that originally belonged to someone else?
This is a system that encourages being a bandit.
A trace of enlightenment flashed through Gu Yang's eyes.
The trouble has been eliminated. Miss, do as you please.
Gu Yang didn't speak half a word of nonsense, not even asking about Su Wanyin's injuries.
Tapping his toes, his figure leaped into the curtain of rain like a massive bird.
The Dead Wood Breath Concealment Technique activated instantly.
In Su Wanyin's line of sight, the man calling himself Li Feiyu was like a drop of ink blending into a pitch-black ocean. His aura and figure vanished completely in the blink of an eye.
Not even divine sense could detect the slightest trace.
Li... Feiyu...
Su Wanyin stared blankly in the direction Gu Yang disappeared, subconsciously tightening the gray robe around herself.
The robe still retained the faint body heat of the man, becoming her sole comfort in this freezing rainy night.
He clearly saved me, yet he wouldn't even listen to a word of thanks, and didn't even... look me straight in the eye.
Su Wanyin bit her lower lip. A sense of frustration she had never felt before surged in her heart, but more than that, it was an inexplicable sense of security.
It is not safe to stay here for long.
She took a deep breath and stood up.
Although her spiritual energy had not yet recovered, with the Black Turtle Shield for protection and the bottle of Clear Essence Pills suppressing her injuries, she was confident she could escape into the Misty Swamp ahead before the next wave of pursuers arrived.
Just as she was preparing to continue her flight.
Her woman's sixth sense made her subconsciously turn her head, looking towards the pitch-black dense forest to her rear right.
The rain poured down, and the tree shadows danced.
There was only endless darkness and deathly stillness; there was nothing.
Was it an illusion?
Su Wanyin frowned tightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.
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Ding! Today's intelligence has been refreshed.
Blue Intelligence: Hua Nongying, the alternate Saintess of the Joyous Union Sect (Mid Foundation Establishment), has ambushed half an hour in advance at the core necessary path of the Misty Swamp—the Thread of Sky in the Misty Swamp, hidden in the shadows of the rotting rocks on the left.
She has used a precious Tier 2 premium Shadowless Talisman, merging her aura with the rotting rocks. Even late Foundation Establishment divine sense would find it difficult to scan and discover her.
She has long been jealous of Su Wanyin's Heavenly Charm Physique.
She plans to disfigure Su Wanyin with the Thousand Spider Myriad Poison Net the moment she appears, and finally refine her into a mindless alluring corpse puppet to humiliate this once high and mighty Saintess. [Click to view precise coordinates: Misty Swamp, Thread of Sky, behind the rotting rocks on the left]
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Blue Intelligence: Ye Guxiao, an inner sect elite of the Heavenly Sword Sect (Peak Mid Foundation Establishment), having learned that his younger brother Ye Guhong has died, is currently waiting with a heart full of fury in the withered reed marsh on the right side of the Misty Swamp's Thread of Sky.
He has cast the Heavenly Sword Sect's secret Wooden Turtle Breath Technique. His whole person is like a piece of dead wood, with no heartbeat or breath at all.
Holding the premium magical artifact Severing Water Sword, his sword qi is poised to strike, seeking only a one-hit kill.
This person is extremely arrogant and hates demonic cultivators. In his eyes, everyone in the demonic sects is a treacherous and cunning ant that everyone has the right to execute.
He is currently in an extremely tense stress state, and any rustle of leaves in the wind will draw his thunderous strike. [Click to view precise coordinates: Misty Swamp, Thread of Sky, top of the reed marsh on the right]
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White Intelligence: Although Su Wanyin appears calm towards you on the surface, she is actually filled with extreme curiosity and dread towards you in her heart.
She cannot see through your cultivation, cannot see through your background, and cannot see through why you saved her.
She has already defined you in her heart as a mysterious powerhouse who can be cooperated with briefly but absolutely cannot be fully trusted.
At this moment, if the host displays the strategic ability to control the overall situation, and even uses her to put on an act, not only will it not disgust her, but because it aligns with her demonic sect values of admiring the strong, it will greatly increase her obedience and favorability towards you.
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Gu Yang stopped walking and pressed down the bamboo hat on his head.
The blue text on the light screen gradually faded away. His eyes hidden in the shadows flashed with a cold, fierce gleam, like a chess player about to make a move.
On the left was the Joyous Union Sect senior sister, bursting with jealousy and wanting to disfigure and refine a corpse.
On the right was the mad dog of the Heavenly Sword Sect, whose brother had died and who was in a state of extreme stress.
Both sides thought they were hunters, little knowing that the identities of hunter and prey often shifted in just a single thought.
This wave could be manipulated.
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Edge of the Misty Swamp, Thread of Sky.
The rain had not stopped; instead, it grew even more fierce, like countless cold steel needles piercing into the mud.
This was the necessary path to enter the depths of the swamp. On both sides were smooth, mirror-like eroded rock walls hundreds of feet high. In the middle was only a narrow path that could barely fit two people, like a natural chasm.
Su Wanyin walked alone, stumbling through the deathly silent canyon.
She tightly hugged the Black Turtle Shield in her arms, her knuckles turning white from the exertion.
Although she had the Clear Essence Pills suppressing her injuries, her wounded state made every step feel like dancing on the edge of a blade.
Something is wrong...
As a demonic sect Saintess, her sensitivity to killing intent had long been engraved into her bones.
It was too quiet here.
Even the endless chirping of carrion bugs in the swamp had disappeared.
There was only the rustling sound of rain pattering against the withered reed marsh on the right, so monotonous it made one's heart race.
That feeling of being watched, like a prickle on her back, made her scalp tingle.
There was an ambush ahead.
Su Wanyin paused her steps, feeling a slight sense of despair in her heart.
The mysterious "Li Feiyu" behind her had long since vanished without a trace. Perhaps it was just as he had said: those who walk different paths cannot share the same journey. He had left long ago.
At this moment, she was truly isolated and helpless.
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lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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...
