"Fate?"
Danxia was somewhat stunned.
Most cultivators did not believe in fate. They felt their destiny was in their own hands, not decided by the heavens. She hadn't believed in it either in the past, but after being reborn, she found herself believing in it again.
Originally, after her rebirth, she believed.
But after what she experienced with Shu'er, she no longer believed in that so-called fate.
Still, she wanted to hear what Shu'er had to say.
"That's right, fate."
Ye Shu said calmly as he walked, "It's not that I go where the spiritual flame is, but rather, the spiritual flame is wherever I go."
"If something is destined to be yours, it will eventually be yours."
These words sounded incredibly arrogant.
Yet, Danxia couldn't help but believe him, because the facts were right in front of her.
That was the reality.
The spiritual flame was not in the cavern from her original memories, but in the direction Shu'er was currently heading.
But the question was, how did he do it?
What made Shu'er so certain that the direction he was walking in was where the spiritual flame lay? What made him so sure that the spiritual flame in the cavern was a fake?
Even though, in her memories, the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame belonged to him.
"Because I am the Child of Destiny."
As if seeing through Danxia's doubts, Ye Shu spoke with absolute seriousness, his tone taking it as a matter of course.
"You really aren't modest at all."
"It's not a matter of modesty, it's just the truth."
Ye Shu took large strides forward.
From the very beginning, he had already set the trap.
And the core of all this was Xiaobai.
That's right, that seemingly useless Heavenly Dao child-bride who did nothing but sit on his shoulder all day, dangling her little feet.
Remember what was mentioned in chapter four.
Xiaobai's ability was to substitute the rewards in a secret realm, transforming them into the things he needed most at that moment.
At first glance, it seemed like a trash ability.
Because an equal substitution was meaningless. Those rewards in the secret realms were already things his future self needed, like this Green Lotus Heavenly Flame. Furthermore, even with the substitution, the villain and the female lead knew where the fortuitous encounters were and could come to intercept them. For example, they were currently in the cavern.
But in reality.
Looking at the problem from another angle.
The essence of this ability was that, from a secret realm that could theoretically produce an item of equal value, it would swap the reward for what he currently needed most.
It was not limited to secret realms that originally belonged exclusively to him.
For instance, that time in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, the Amethyst Winged Lion King's lair wasn't a fortuitous encounter designed by the Heavenly Dao. Yet, Xiaobai could still use her ability to generate Foundation Establishment Pills, Star Soul Grass, and pills to dissolve pill toxicity out of thin air for him.
Because that place had the qualifications to generate those items.
And the place he was heading to right now was none other than Queen Medusa's bedchamber!
Nowhere else was more qualified than there.
As for the spiritual flame originally not being there?
Sorry, but this was the power of fate.
The moment he needed the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame to appear in Medusa's bedchamber, the gears of fate began to turn. The train called fate would crush everything in its path, delivering the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame directly into Medusa's chambers.
It was like shooting the arrow first, then drawing the bullseye around it.
No, it was even more absurd.
It was like walking on a path where the final destination was already written by him from the very start. Under the influence of fate, everyone would step toward the future where the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame appeared in Medusa's bedchamber, becoming the driving force of this future.
As for him!
He didn't need any scheming, guessing, or investigating.
Because fate was always crawling at his feet.
Everyone's self-righteousness, their exhaustive calculations, were all just inevitabilities guided by fate.
Everything would move toward the destination he had set.
And all he had to do was.
Arrive at that designated terminal and ensure that no one came to disturb him.
That was why he used a paper puppet to disguise itself as him, and had Bingxuanzi follow it. It was to attract the attention of everyone, the system, the villain, the female lead, and even Queen Medusa, making them believe the heavenly flame was in the cavern.
Medusa thought she was very smart.
Using her foresight to lay an inescapable net, luring everyone into the cavern to die. But she didn't know that her cleverness was inherently a part of fate.
She thought she had hidden the heavenly flame well, but in reality, she was just delivering the flame to where it needed to go on Ye Shu's behalf.
This was the power of fate.
Intangible and invisible, yet it imperceptibly influenced everyone's decisions to steer them toward that absolute future.
With a mere Foundation Establishment body, he had schemed against four Soul Formation experts!
"You are my real trump card."
Ye Shu gently rubbed the head of Xiaobai, who was sitting on his shoulder with a bewildered and blank expression.
"Am I really that amazing?" Xiaobai blinked.
Wasn't it just a matter of swapping a reward?
Why did he ramble on with such a long speech? She couldn't understand a word of it. But even though she didn't get it, it probably meant that he couldn't do without her, right?
This made Xiaobai feel incredibly awesome.
She stood up, planted her hands on her hips, and looked completely elated and proud.
"Where are those people who said this Heavenly Dao is useless? Why are they mute now! Do they still dare to slander this Heavenly Dao?"
"Speak up!"
"Haters, speak up!"
She smugly raised her chin.
I am so awesome, let me pose with my hands on my hips for a bit.
Looking at Xiaobai's triumphant appearance, Ye Shu couldn't help but chuckle, smiling as he patted her little head. "Yes, yes, yes, our Xiaobai is the most amazing."
He continued taking large strides forward.
At the end of the corridor, an ornately carved and painted set of grand doors could faintly be seen.
Medusa had deployed all the city's elites into the cavern.
At this moment, only ordinary Snake-people remained above.
Coupled with the hypnotic flute melodies he had played day after day for two months, gradually exerting its influence, even a Golden Core cultivator wouldn't be able to resist. The Holy City was now effectively an empty city.
So what he needed to do next was very simple.
Open the doors.
Take the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame, and flee far away with everyone.
It was simpler than breathing.
In this state of mind, Ye Shu pushed the grand doors open.
Then, the smile froze on his face.
Inside the bedchamber, a cluster of green lotus flame was burning fiercely. And beneath it, a red-haired Snake-person sat with her tail coiled, resting with her eyes closed. Illuminated by the firelight, her exquisite face was breathtakingly, soul-stirringly beautiful.
The Queen of the Snake-people, Medusa.
Ye Shu: .........
He felt as if he was about to suffocate.

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

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?"