Her body was screaming: Yes! This is it! This is exactly the feeling!
Those senior and junior brothers were too hypocritical. They flattered her, respected her, and didn't dare to touch her. That lifeless atmosphere, like worshipping a clay idol, suffocated her!
Only this man... only he saw through the cheapness beneath her noble skin!
His kick held not a shred of tender mercy for the fairer sex.
Ji Shuanghua lay sprawled in the muddy water. Her fingers dug fiercely into the cracks of the ground, her nails breaking and blood seeping out.
She was trembling.
Reason told her she should be furious, but her body was spasming with excitement.
It shattered the Supreme Forgetfulness Dao Heart she had painstakingly cultivated for twenty years into pieces.
Admit it, Ji Shuanghua.
You don't want to kill him at all.
You want him to step on your face with his foot, looking at you with that gaze reserved for trash.
Ha... ha ah...
Ji Shuanghua buried her face deeply into the foul-smelling mud, her shoulders heaving violently.
She laughed.
But tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.
So this is my true heart?
So this is what I look like inside, once stripped of that glamorous outer shell of a Holy Maiden?
Boom!
In the midst of this extreme emotion of self-loathing and self-destruction, the indestructible bottleneck of the Shattered Jade Sword Bone within her body actually let out an overwhelmed, crisp crack.
It shattered.
The so-called Clear Sword Heart, the so-called Heart like Still Water.
The original bottleneck shattered instantly like paper!
Boom!
An extremely piercing sword intent erupted from this hunched, lowly body.
Get lost!
Don't let those trashes get near here.
That icy voice came again, carrying an unquestionable will of domination.
Ji Shuanghua abruptly raised her head.
Her rationality completely collapsed.
Her eyes, originally cold as frost, were now bloodshot. Her pupils dilated and focused, flashing with a fanaticism and submission bordering on a wild beast.
He is commanding me...
He is using me...
Even if it's just as a meat shield... He is using me!
This sense of fulfillment from being objectified and used instantly filled her soul, which had been empty for twenty years.
Yes...
Ji Shuanghua staggered up from the mud puddle.
She didn't wipe the mud from her face; instead, she stuck out her tongue, greedily licking the blood coughed up at the corner of her mouth from her internal injuries.
She grabbed the heavy black iron sword from the ground, turned around, and put her back to the man who had trampled her into the mud.
Boom!
A pitch-black sword aura shot into the sky, carrying a wave of madness, and viciously slashed toward the surging tide of corpses ahead!
Pfft pfft pfft!
Severed limbs flew everywhere, and black blood rained down.
...
Meanwhile, in the center of the high platform.
The battle had reached a state of frenzy.
Old dog! You dare devour my Holy Land's origin source?!
Zhu Lie was now at the end of his rope. His red robes were torn to shreds, and his exposed, muscular body was covered in bite marks from the blood corpses. The wounds festered with a bizarre black hue, evidently infected with corpse poison.
But the fiery rage in his eyes burned brighter than the flames on his body.
The Sun-Seeking Compass in his hand radiated brilliantly, locking firmly onto Lin Zhennan.
Devour?
Lin Zhennan stood in the center of the blood corpse grand array, his hands manipulating the bloody tentacles dancing in the sky, wearing the mocking expression of a cat playing with a mouse.
Not just devour.
I will also use your pure yang essence blood to perform the final baptism for the Holy Fetus!
Lin Zhennan violently bit the tip of his tongue, spitting a mouthful of essence blood onto the array hub beneath his feet.
Nine Nether Blood Refining, Myriad Spirits Return to the Origin! Rise!
Rumble!
The entire Crimson Flame Suspended Platform trembled violently, as if a subterranean behemoth were rolling over.
The bronze sphere suspended in mid-air suddenly exploded!
Countless streaks of dark red flames, like a burst dam, did not attack Zhu Lie. Instead, they poured downward, instantly engulfing Lin Qingwan, who was sitting in her wheelchair!
Ah!!
Lin Qingwan, who had been in a stupor, let out an incredibly shrill and miserable scream.
Wan'er!
The eldest young master of the Lin family, Lin Junchang, who had been cowering and shivering in the shadowy corner, suddenly raised his head. An incomprehensible, dark glint flashed in his eyes.
But he didn't move.
He only stared fixedly at the bloody flames enveloping his sister, his fingers digging deeply into the flesh of his palms.
...
It's here.
Gu Yang, who was playing dead among the pile of corpses, twitched his eyelids imperceptibly.
Through his divine sense, he clearly saw that scene.
Lin Qingwan's frail body, under the calcination of the Nine Nether Soul-Locking Flames, actually began to... melt.
No, not a physical melting.
It was a peeling away on some higher dimension.
He saw that her abdomen, originally pale as paper, suddenly lit up with a blinding red light.
That red light was like a living heart. Every beat was accompanied by the howling sound of the surrounding spiritual energy being swallowed like a whale drinking the sea.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
The dull, thunderous pounding drowned out all the sounds of slaughter on the battlefield.
All the blood corpses stopped their movements at this moment. They instinctively knelt on the ground, trembling as they worshipped that ball of red light, as if welcoming their monarch.
Is this... the Blood Demon Fetus?
Gu Yang's heart chilled with awe.
And that ball of red light grew brighter and more intense!
Finally...
Bleurgh!!
Lin Qingwan violently opened her mouth wide. Her jawbone let out a crisp crack, actually dislocating directly.
A fist-sized, bloody meatball covered entirely in dark gold demonic patterns, wrapped in an overwhelmingly thick, strange fragrance, slowly squeezed out from her mouth!
The scene was extremely bizarre, both disgusting and exuding a demonic sense of holiness.
The Holy Fetus... my Holy Fetus!
The greed in Lin Zhennan's eyes had materialized.
That meatball hovered in mid-air. The flesh on its surface began to harden rapidly, forming a perfect, spindle-shaped blood cocoon.
Crack.
Crack.
Fine fissures split across the surface of the blood cocoon.
A terrifying pressure that made all Foundation Establishment cultivators present feel suffocated seeped out from the cracks.
That was... a quasi-Golden Core level aura!
Even Zhu Lie, who was fighting for his life, had a momentary lag in his movements.
It was the purest life origin source in the world, as if just taking one bite would allow one to ascend on the spot and achieve immortality.
Smack!
A tender pink little hand suddenly punched through the outer shell from inside the blood cocoon.
That hand was crystal clear, its skin like the finest pink quartz, and one could even see the golden blood flowing within.
Immediately after, the blood cocoon shattered with a bang.
A palm-sized infant with blurred facial features, radiating a precious glow from its entire body, sat cross-legged in the void.
It had no face, only a rough outline.
But the aura it emitted was as pure as the very first wisp of spiritual energy at the dawn of creation.
The Blood Demon Fetus had taken shape!
Hahahaha! Heaven is helping me! Heaven is helping me!
Lin Zhennan burst into maniacal laughter. He fiercely slapped away Zhu Lie, who tried to stop him, and his whole body turned into a bloody shadow, pouncing recklessly toward the floating Holy Fetus.
As long as I swallow it... As long as I swallow it, not only will I return to the Golden Core realm, but I will also forge a supreme demonic physique!
Lin Zhennan's hand reached tremblingly toward that perfect vessel.
Closer!
Just one inch away!
Right at the instant his fingertips were about to touch the crystal-clear skin of the Holy Fetus.
A sudden mutation occurred!
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?!
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.
