Wang Jianqiang burst out of the frigid pool and reached downward, grasping at it.
The Minor Five Elements Sword Formation instantly transformed into a barrier, sealing the pool's surface.
Then, at full speed, he charged toward a distant range of snow-capped mountains.
"Struggling in vain."
Beneath the pool, Lin Xian'er let out a cold laugh. With a single finger pointed downward, the Minor Five Elements Sword Formation shattered instantly. She then shot out of the pool without pause, pursuing Wang Jianqiang relentlessly.
Once free from the pool, Lin Xian'er unleashed the full speed of her mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation.
Like a streak of rainbow light, she tore through the sky and appeared behind Wang Jianqiang in an instant.
Her palm pressed downward.
A massive spiritual energy hand descended.
Wang Jianqiang had no choice but to halt his escape, countering with a punch.
Boom!
After the deafening explosion, blood trickled from Wang Jianqiang's lips, but he continued his desperate flight toward the icy mountains.
Lin Xian'er's expression remained frosty. In a flash, she closed the distance again.
Boom!
Another explosion sent Wang Jianqiang hurtling backward. Yet, mid-air, he forcibly stabilized himself and resumed his flight toward the mountains.
"So stubborn!"
A flicker of surprise crossed Lin Xian'er's face before she sneered. "Let's see how much more you can endure."
With another cold laugh, she caught up to him once more.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The chase continued, explosions ringing out incessantly.
Wang Jianqiang was battered and sent flying repeatedly, his body barely holding together despite his physique, which rivaled the resilience of 960 spiritual runes.
His injuries piled up, growing more severe with each blow.
Yet, the distance to the edge of the snow-capped mountains steadily shrank.
Boom!
One final explosion sent Wang Jianqiang crashing heavily at the foot of an icy peak.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Lin Xian'er arrived, hovering above him like an immortal descending from the heavens, her white robes fluttering. Her face twisted with hatred as she looked down at him.
"Finally at your limit?"
She raised a finger, spiritual light flickering at its tip, ready to deliver the killing blow.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the frigid air turned scorching.
Lin Xian'er flinched, darting aside just as a streak of fire grazed past her.
Though untouched, the searing heat still burned her skin, and her spiritual energy felt as if it might ignite.
Before she could recover, a sharp whistling sound pierced the air.
Looking up, she saw a streak of cyan light diving toward her at terrifying speed.
Within the light was a tiny, delicate-looking cyan bird, no larger than a palm.
At first glance, it seemed harmless—frail, even.
But its blistering speed and the overwhelming heat radiating from it sent a clear warning: this creature was deadly.
Whoosh!
Before Lin Xian'er could react, the bird was upon her.
She barely managed to evade.
Boom!
The earth trembled as cyan flames erupted, spreading rapidly.
The snow-covered ground turned to scorched wasteland in an instant.
Seizing the opportunity, Wang Jianqiang attempted to flee.
Lin Xian'er's eyes flashed coldly—she moved to pursue.
Screech!
A piercing cry echoed from below.
A sea of cyan fire surged upward, engulfing her.
Her heart lurched.
Forced to abandon her pursuit, she focused all her energy on defending against the flames.
Yet the cyan fire defied all expectations.
Her defenses crumbled like fragile bubbles, melting away instantly.
"What kind of spirit beast is this? How can it be so powerful?"
Terror gripped her as she dodged frantically.
But the flames were relentless.
This time, she wasn't fast enough.
A wisp of fire, thin as a strand of hair, landed on her shoulder.
Her skin blackened instantly, the heat spreading like wildfire.
Panicked, she channeled her spiritual energy to suppress it.
Though she eventually extinguished the flames, the effort cost her a full tenth of her spiritual energy—not consumed, but outright incinerated.
Lin Xian'er paled.
Such terrifying flames were unheard of!
No longer daring to engage, she turned and fled.
Yet the cyan bird pursued her relentlessly, as if fixated.
Frustration gnawed at her.
Hadn't that wretched old man been here too?
Why was this monstrous bird targeting only her?
Was she truly this unlucky?
Though her mid-stage Foundation Establishment speed was formidable, the bird matched it effortlessly—even surpassing it.
In the chase that followed, Lin Xian'er failed to shake it off. Instead, she was struck multiple times by the cyan flames.
Her robes were tattered, her spiritual energy depleted by over eighty percent.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the bird lunged at her.
Too fast to evade, she took the full impact.
Thud!
Blood sprayed from her mouth as she was sent flying.
Crashing to the ground, she ignored her injuries, using the last of her energy to extinguish the lingering flames.
But with the flames gone, her spiritual energy was completely exhausted.
Worse, the collision had left her grievously wounded—now barely clinging to life.
Just as despair set in, a distant explosion echoed.
The cyan bird's attention snapped toward the sound.
Without another glance at Lin Xian'er, it streaked away.
She exhaled in relief.
Whatever had caused that noise, it had saved her.
Had the bird stayed, she would have been doomed.
As she struggled to rise, intending to find a safe place to recover, a figure descended from above.
Lin Xian'er looked up—and froze.
Wang Jianqiang?
Their eyes met.
He seemed startled at first, instinctively tensing to flee. But then, noticing her state, he landed before her with a smirk.
"Lin Xian'er. Fancy meeting you again so soon."
"You don't look so good."
Her heart sank.
Out of the frying pan, into the fire.
In her current state, even a peak Qi Refining cultivator could overpower her. Against this old monster, she stood no chance.
"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" Wang Jianqiang taunted.
Lin Xian'er scoffed. "Enough nonsense. What do you want?"
"Oh, I want."
He grinned.
Lin Xian'er blinked, uncomprehending.
Then realization struck.
Her face went deathly pale.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
