[Mother Gu (White Jade): Requires the host to swallow and refine it, taking residence in the heart meridian. Effect: No side effects; can nourish the host's mind, unilaterally sense the locations of all Child Gu, and suppress foreign Gu insects within the bodies of Child Gu hosts.
Child Gu (Crimson Red): Must be fed to another person. Effect: Once the Child Gu enters the body, it will take root in the host's dantian, assisting them in purifying spiritual energy and accelerating cultivation speed. Cost: The Child Gu host cannot harbor killing intent towards the Mother Gu host; otherwise, their heart will feel as though bitten by ten thousand ants.
Note: This Gu is not a Love Gu; it cannot forcefully twist will and emotions.]
Gu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.
It wasn't one of those low-grade, despicable Gu insects that forcefully turned people into rutting slaves.
Rather, it was akin to a binding of interests combined with a safety lock.
This was very good.
This suited Gu Yang's tastes much better.
He didn't want to get entangled in any more karma.
Without hesitation, Gu Yang tilted his head back and swallowed the plump, white Mother Gu.
Cool.
It felt like a mint sliding down his throat, which then transformed into a warm current that settled in his heart, without the slightest sensation of a foreign object.
Instead, he felt his heart beating more powerfully, and even his divine sense became a bit clearer.
Next, he picked up a red Child Gu between two fingers.
Extending his left hand, he gripped Lan Caidie's delicate and petite jawbone with the web of his hand, applying a little force.
Mmph...
Lan Caidie was forced to open her mouth.
Holding the red Child Gu in his right hand, Gu Yang sent it directly deep into her throat, then gave it a gentle push with his spiritual energy.
Gulp.
With a roll of her throat, the Child Gu slid down her esophagus.
The next second.
Lan Caidie's previously stiff body began to convulse violently.
As the red Concentric Child Gu entered her stomach, it did not ravage her intestines like poison. Instead, it was like a scalding hot coal, brutally crashing into her long-frozen dantian.
It was a crushing suppression on the level of life itself.
The Corpse Gu and Silk-Pulling Puppet Bugs that had originally entrenched themselves throughout her meridians like maggots in her bones had absolutely no power to resist under this bloodline pressure from an ancient royal clan.
Blergh—
Another mouthful of black blood spewed out.
This time, what mixed in the bloody water were no longer dead bugs, but clumps of foul-smelling black mucus. Those were the impurities and death aura that had been refined and expelled.
As this filth left her body, Lan Caidie's originally ashen complexion actually regained its vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was an almost demonic rosiness.
Hah... hah...
She lay on her back on the ground, gasping for air.
The palm-sized animal skin bandeau on her chest had long been soaked in cold sweat, clinging tightly to her skin and outlining a full, almost bursting silhouette.
Her long leg, tattooed with a crimson snake, curled up slightly, her toes tense from the lingering spasms, exuding a dying, decadent beauty.
Her previously unfocused eyes were now gazing mistily at Gu Yang.
Because of the effect of the Concentric Gu.
At this moment.
She could clearly hear Gu Yang's heartbeat.
Thump, thump, thump.
Steady, powerful, like an unshakeable mountain.
And her own heartbeat, unknowingly, began to synchronize with this frequency.
An unprecedented sense of intimacy and dependence surged up from the depths of her soul.
It wasn't love.
But rather a sense of belonging, like a baby bird's imprinting.
As if the man before her was her only reliance in this world.
Thank you, Young Master... for bestowing the Gu and saving my life.
Lan Caidie's voice was a bit weak, yet it carried an unprecedented coldness.
She didn't rush to get up, but first smoothed out her messy silver-tasseled skirt hem, and then pulled up the animal skin bandeau that was soaked in cold sweat and precariously slipping.
Her movements were unhurried and elegant, as if she were dressing in her boudoir rather than being in a tomb strewn with corpses.
That Concentric Child Gu had made its home in her dantian, and a warm current was continuously repairing her riddled meridians.
More importantly... the heartbeat.
Thump, thump, thump.
Through the connection of the Mother and Child Gu, she could clearly hear the steady and powerful throbbing in that man's chest.
Every beat was like a heavy hammer striking her soul, miraculously calming her originally terrified and uneasy heart.
This was a sense of security she had never felt before.
It was like being tethered to a towering, solitary peak by an invisible chain.
Lan Caidie took a deep breath, a chilling glint flashing through her fox-like eyes that were gradually regaining their luster.
Young Master.
She looked up at Gu Yang, a poignantly beautiful arc curving at the corners of her mouth.
Caidie has a presumptuous request.
This dog... could you let me handle him personally?
Gu Yang leaned against the cold blue brick wall, his bamboo hat pulled low, obscuring his expression.
He just waved his hand casually, as if shooing away a fly.
Receiving his approval.
Lan Caidie slowly stood up.
She walked towards the twitching mass of mangled flesh in the corner.
Li Qingzhe's breastbone was completely shattered, and his ten fingers were charred black. He looked like a mangy dog with its spine ripped out, paralyzed in the corner, barely clinging to life.
Hearing the footsteps, he struggled to open his eyes.
Seeing Lan Caidie's condescending gaze, a trace of instinctive fear flashed through his cloudy eyes.
Cai... Caidie...
Blood froth bubbled from his mouth as he begged for mercy indistinctly, his one intact right hand attempting to grab the hem of Lan Caidie's skirt.
Don't... don't kill me... I am... I am Ah Zhe...
Ah Zhe?
Lan Caidie stopped in front of him, not avoiding that hand covered in foul blood.
Suddenly, she laughed.
She laughed so hard she trembled, the snowy cleavage on her chest rising and falling, rippling in a breathtaking display.
Yet the smile did not reach her eyes; there was only a bone-piercing coldness.
Are you even worthy of that name?
Lan Caidie did not look at Li Qingzhe, but turned her head to speak softly to Gu Yang, her tone as flat as if she were telling someone else's story.
Young Master, did you know?
This person was originally just a dung-sweeping slave in my Lan family's stables.
The winter that year was exceptionally cold; heavy snow sealed off the mountains of the Southern Border.
I passed by the stables and saw he was freezing to death, yet his hands tightly gripped a torn copy of the Basic Gu Refining Record. I thought he had some aptitude and felt a bit of pity, so I gave him a bite to eat, bestowed the surname Li upon him, and kept him by my side as an apothecary boy.
Hearing these past events, Li Qingzhe's pupils, which had been unfocused from fear, suddenly contracted.
That past, as lowly as dust, was the deepest thorn in his heart.
Now, being exposed in public, shame and resentment intertwined, causing his body to tremble violently as strange gurgling sounds came from his throat.
Lan Caidie did not stop; her voice was distant and ethereal.
I taught him how to read, taught him how to refine Gu.
To help him establish his foundation, I did not hesitate to consume my natal essence blood to cleanse his marrow and forge his tendons, even damaging my own vitality to the point where I lay in bed for three whole months.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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...
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?"
