Whoosh!
Two streaks of purple lightning, as thin as cow hairs, shot from Jiang Xin's eyes and silently disappeared into the back of Ye Shu's head. Seeing him completely unguarded, Jiang Xin couldn't help but snicker inwardly.
A fool is always a fool!
Her "Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Art" was utterly silent, overpowering the target with immense soul force and a superior cultivation plane. It could shatter the target's divine soul into unconsciousness, turning them into a puppet that obeyed her every command.
Although she was currently only at the Nascent Soul stage with a damaged soul, even a damaged Imperial-level soul could easily crush the divine soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Yet in the next moment, Jiang Xin's pupils abruptly contracted.
"How... how is this possible?"
A scene was transmitted through the two purple streaks of light—a figure in a white robe stood before a radiant door. Beneath his feet knelt countless beings, and behind him stretched endless laws of the Dao. He was like a god overlooking the mortal world.
The figure lifted his eyes and cast a cold glance.
Shriek!
With just that one look, Jiang Xin's Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Art was instantly shattered. She felt as if her own soul had been struck heavily by a massive hammer. Her soul shook violently, and a sweetness rose in her throat as she nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, barely managing to swallow it back down.
"What... what is that thing?"
Jiang Xin's face was pale with terror, her eyes wide with shock. In her tens of thousands of years traversing the world, this was the first time she had encountered such a terrifying divine soul—one she could neither fathom nor comprehend.
This guy could not possibly be Mo Shisan!
Who the hell is he?
Staring intently at Ye Shu's back, Jiang Xin's internal alarm bells were screaming. Every hair on her body stood on end.
This guy was definitely a monster.
He was very likely one of those ancient beings mentioned in no historical records, one who had lived for who knows how many eons, for only someone like that could possess such a fearsome divine soul.
Meanwhile, Ye Shu scratched the back of his head, looking somewhat bewildered at the snowflakes drifting past the window.
"A mosquito bit me in this weather?"
"Forget it."
He shook his head, walked to the table, and picked up the nuptial wine flask. But instead of pouring the wine immediately, he first opened the lid, dropped a white pill inside, and gently swirled the flask to ensure the pill dissolved into the liquid before finally pouring a cup.
The golden nectar drew a graceful arc through the air.
Jiang Xin's delicate body trembled at the sight of the wine.
This... this bastard, what is he planning?
What did he put in the wine? Could it be... could it be some kind of aphrodisiac?
Jiang Xin's face instantly turned deathly pale.
If she had been confident at the start, now she was undoubtedly in despair. Her pride as a soul cultivator couldn't even breach his defenses, let alone any other means. She had read in ancient texts about how these ancient monsters loved to kidnap young, beautiful, talented women for cultivation through dual cultivation!
Watching Ye Shu draw closer with the wine cup, Jiang Xin could already foresee the scene of him having his way with her.
At the thought that her virginity, preserved for tens of thousands of years, would be defiled today by an unknown ancient monster, Jiang Xin's eyes instantly reddened.
On the other side, Ye Shu approached with the wine.
Seeing Jiang Xin's eyes welling up, he nodded to himself with satisfaction.
That's more like it! What well-behaved child wouldn't cry or cause a fuss when forced into a marriage? Her earlier composure was the abnormal part.
Little did he know, in Jiang Xin's interpretation, his expression was no different from the smile of a wolf spotting a lamb—the kind of pervert who gets more excited the more his prey struggles.
"Come on, drink this."
Ye Shu handed the wine cup to Jiang Xin, flashing what he thought was a gentle smile.
"I... I..."
Jiang Xin looked at the cup, her lips trembling. After a long moment, she raised her head, pulled at the corners of her mouth, and forced a pleading smile at Ye Shu: "Can I not drink it?"
Even as she said this, her hand uncontrollably reached for the cup and took it from his hand.
This was the backlash from the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Art...
Though the technique was powerful, its backlash was equally severe. Once broken, the caster temporarily lost control of their body, becoming completely obedient to the person who broke the spell.
That meant... even if Ye Shu wanted her right now, her body would obediently comply, lying on the bed and presenting herself, surrendering to his pleasure.
Jiang Xin was on the verge of tears.
She had truly tried to steal a chicken only to lose the grain.
"No... no..."
Watching her own hand take the cup and steadily raise it to her lips, Jiang Xin struggled desperately, shaking her head and letting out sobs of agony as tears streamed down her face. Yet she could only watch helplessly as the cup drew near, and she downed it in one gulp!
The strong wine slid down her throat without burning.
Jiang Xin smacked her lips and felt a hint of sweetness instead.
Ye Shu was completely stunned, watching her say "no" with her mouth while obediently drinking the wine.
Really, does this silly girl have some kind of performing personality?
Pretty face, not-so-bright mind.
After drinking the wine, a flush spread across Jiang Xin's cheeks. She felt dizzy, and a wave of heat surged from her lower abdomen.
Just as I thought...
She resignedly closed her eyes, waiting for the humiliating moment to come. Jiang Xin bit her lip hard, silently swearing in her heart: I will repay today's shame a thousand or ten thousand times over in the future. For now, I'll just pretend I was bitten by a dog.
However, the imagined brutality did not come.
Or rather, what came was more violent than she had imagined.
A cold, large hand suddenly grasped her neck, lifting her high into the air. The intense suffocation forced Jiang Xin to open her eyes, and she was met with Ye Shu's icy gaze.
He spoke coldly.
"I am not your husband, Mo Shisan. The wine you just drank has been poisoned. If you don't get the antidote from me within half a month, your intestines will rot and you will die a painful death."
"So, if you cannot keep this secret."
"Your fate will be summed up in two words."
"Death."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
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?"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
