Whoosh.
A tangerine-colored flame, only the size of a fist, swayed and floated in the palm of his hand.
That was the most basic, cheapest spell in the cultivation world, one that even a first-level Qi Refining noob could use—the Basic Fireball Spell.
Seeing this scene, Mo Yuan, who had been somewhat wary, could not help but let out an ear-piercing, maniacal laugh:
"Hahahaha! So it is just an idiot scared out of his wits!"
"You dare block my Netherworld Ghost Claw with mere mortal fire?! Die!!"
The cruelty in Mo Yuan's eyes intensified as he urged the ghost claw to strike down faster. He could already imagine the scene of Gu Yang being smashed into meat paste, and that ridiculous little fireball being instantly extinguished by the sinister aura.
However, he was wrong.
Dead wrong.
Just as the massive white bone ghost claw was about to touch that insignificant little fireball.
A cold arc curled at the corner of Gu Yang's mouth.
"Burst."
Hum!
The surface of that seemingly ordinary tangerine flame shattered instantly.
Like a low-quality eggshell cracking open, it revealed the terrifying core inside, compressed to the extreme and already turned pure gold.
That was no mortal fire.
That was the source of destruction Gu Yang had formed by cultivating the Great Sun Heaven-Burning Sutra to perfection, forcibly compressing the ultimate yang Great Sun True Fire under the shell of a basic spell!
There were no flashy moves.
Only in that instant, a terrifying high temperature that seemed capable of incinerating the heavens erupted from that tiny speck of gold.
Great Sun Heaven-Burning Sutra—Great Sun True Fire!
Whoosh—!
The originally pitch-black and cold rainy night lit up like broad daylight in that split second.
A golden, blazing sun detonated between the two of them without any warning.
The terrifying Passion-Locking Powder poisonous smoke was instantly vaporized by the horrifying heat before it could even get within thirty feet of Su Wanyin, leaving not a trace behind.
Next was that arrogant Netherworld Ghost Claw.
With a sizzling sound, the bone of a top-grade Tier 2 demonic beast, which was as hard as iron, was instantly melted through with a massive hole, just like a snowflake tossed into a furnace!
The golden wave of fire continued unabated, following the original trajectory of the bone claw like an angry golden dragon, surging upstream straight toward Mo Yuan on the flying skiff!
"What?!"
Mo Yuan's maniacal laugh froze on his face, his eyes bulging as if they were about to pop out.
"What kind of fire is this?! Ultimate Yang True Fire?! No! This is impossible!!"
He desperately tried to withdraw his mana, but the golden flame followed his spiritual energy connection and instantly ignited his protective sinister aura.
"Ah—!!"
An incredibly shrill scream echoed out.
Mo Yuan's entire right arm, along with half of his shoulder, was burned into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
Had he not reacted extremely fast, severing his own arm and summoning a pitch-black shield artifact to block for a moment, his entire body would have been reduced to ashes by now.
But even so, the scapegoat shield artifact shattered into slag the moment it touched the flame.
"You are a True Disciple of the Pure Yang lineage?! You set me up!!"
Mo Yuan looked at his bare shoulder in horror, retreating madly as if struck by lightning.
Ultimate Yang Fire!
This was the absolute nemesis of his ghost path cultivation techniques!
This guy in the tattered gray robe was no weakling; he was a primordial beast in sheep's clothing!
"Who I am is not important."
Amidst the sky full of firelight, Gu Yang's figure passed through the aftermath of the explosion completely unscathed.
He took a single step, seemingly shrinking the ground beneath his feet, and instantly appeared above the head of Mo Yuan, who was trying to steer the flying skiff to escape.
Gu Yang looked down at this shivering old fool from above, a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes.
"What is important is that you delayed my journey."
Gu Yang raised his foot, wrapped in golden flames, and stomped down ruthlessly.
This stomp showed no mercy.
Mo Yuan felt the shadow of death, his liver and gallbladder tearing with fright.
He did not want to die! He had planned for fifty years, and he was only one step away from extending his lifespan!
"No!!!"
Mo Yuan's face, scorched black by the Ultimate Yang True Fire, twitched madly. The last shred of his will to live completely shattered, turning into the most vicious curse.
"I planned for fifty years... fifty years!!"
"Since I cannot live, then let us go to hell together!!"
"Nine Netherworld Soul-Locking Flame! Detonate!!"
Boom!
Mo Yuan's originally shriveled body suddenly expanded, like a blown-up skin bag.
But what burst forth was not flesh and blood, but a cluster of bizarre, pale, almost transparent flames.
The flame had no temperature. The moment it appeared, the surrounding rainwater, which had been scorched hot by the Great Sun True Fire, instantly froze into black ice crystals.
It did not look like a fire, but more like a vengeful spirit seeking to devour someone. Letting out a scalp-numbing shriek, it ignored the protective golden light around Gu Yang's body and, with a suicidal resolve, drilled fiercely into the closest target—Su Wanyin's dantian!
This was Mo Yuan's natal corpse fire, a curse he had traded half his life for in an ancient tomb.
Once this fire left the body, it did not burn the flesh; it exclusively burned the divine soul!
"Ahhh—!!"
Su Wanyin let out a miserable scream.
Her previously rosy cheeks instantly turned pale as paper, her eyes rolled back, and she fell straight backward as if her bones had been removed.
That cluster of pale fire roamed madly along her meridians. Wherever it passed, her flowing spiritual energy was instantly frozen and corroded.
Even more terrifying, the flame rushed straight for her dantian qi sea, the very foundation of a cultivator!
It wanted to drag her down to turn into ashes together!
...
Crap!
Gu Yang was both shocked and anxious.
Not because he felt tender affection for the fairer sex.
But because... that was his stuff!
This fire, according to the system's intelligence, was the key supplement for the advancement of his Great Sun Heaven-Burning Sutra!
It was the top-tier resource that could awaken his Soul Scorching special effect!
It was also the crucial item needed to enter the Empress's forbidden grounds later.
And now, this old bastard would rather destroy it than leave it for him?
He even set the NPC who was supposed to give him his reward on fire!
Was his Foundation Establishment spiritual item reward going to vanish too?
"Bastard!!"
"You dare touch my things?!"
Gu Yang let out a tyrannical, low roar. In his normally calm and unruffled eyes, flames of fury now burned, making him look exactly like an immemorial ferocious beast protecting its food.
If I do not let you die, even the King of Hell would not dare take you!
Swoosh!
Gu Yang's figure flashed, instantly appearing beside the fallen Su Wanyin.
"Do not come over!!"
Su Wanyin's shrill scream pierced the rain curtain.
That pale Nine Netherworld Soul-Locking Flame had completely drilled into her abdomen, like a cold poisonous snake, biting madly along her eight extraordinary meridians.
Pain.
Not just the pain of her flesh freezing and cracking, but the agonizing pain of her soul being forcibly stripped away.
Her vision began to blur, and she could only see that figure wearing a bamboo hat rushing toward her.
"This is the Nine Netherworld Soul-Locking Flame... touch it and you die... it will even infect the divine soul through spiritual energy..."
Su Wanyin exhausted her last trace of strength, wanting to push that man away.
She did not want to die.
But she even more so did not want this man—the only one who had ever given her warmth, whom she viewed as her lifesaver—to be buried with her because he tried to save her.
"Li Feiyu! Run!!!"
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?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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...
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
