In the sea of consciousness, the dark pupils instantly surged with fury!
"You should shut up now."
A hoarse voice rang out.
In an instant!
Black mist swirled around Lu Caiwei's body, carrying a terrifying aura of bloodlust. It immediately caused the somewhat deranged woman to writhe in agony, twisting and rolling on the icy surface.
Lu Caiwei seethed with resentment but dared not act too recklessly. She gritted her teeth and spat coldly,
"I was defeated by that bitch with a longsword. My demonic blade was shattered on the spot, and my spirit suffered heavy damage. That’s the truth."
The demonic voice wavered in disbelief.
"How could this be…"
After a few breaths, the demonic voice slowly echoed again.
"Your spirit is indeed severely wounded. It seems another enemy has obtained extraordinary treasures. The Southern Li Celestial Domain seems to have some noteworthy figures—this is beyond my expectations."
"Time waits for no one. For now, focus on recovering. Once your cultivation improves, act swiftly for the great cause of our demonic race…"
Lu Caiwei, repeatedly humiliated, was far from willing.
Recover and work for the demonic race’s great cause?
What nonsense!
If she couldn’t even defeat two worthless women, what future prospects could there be?
She had truly been fooled by this damned thing!
Not to mention that sword, even Qing Yinxianyun’s gloves were far more formidable than the inheritance she had received. A sense of wasted potential gnawed at her, and her resentment grew even fiercer.
Though she remained silent, her thoughts were laid bare.
The black mist seeped toward her again.
Lu Caiwei paled in fear, but suddenly, an indescribable warmth spread through her body, soothing her pain completely.
In the blink of an eye, she had fully recovered!
Not only that, her shattered sword had been reforged!
Even more astonishing, her cultivation had more than doubled compared to before. Such power was terrifying—as if a Heaven-tier expert could be created effortlessly!
Sensing this extraordinary transformation, Lu Caiwei’s eyes flickered with wary astonishment.
In the sea of consciousness, the imposing demonic voice resonated slowly.
"Humans often say, one defeat does not define a hero."
"You possess exceptional talent and have inherited the legacy of our demonic race. Given time, you will undoubtedly achieve greatness. But your vision is narrow, always impatient for revenge. If you cultivate with patience and focus, it won’t be long before you exact your vengeance!"
"Once you fulfill the great cause of our demonic race, trampling the entire Lan Star beneath your feet will be effortless! If not… well, you’ve already experienced my methods. Moreover, you’ve offended two major celestial sects and have no place left in the Southern Li Celestial Domain."
"To achieve greatness, you must broaden your perspective and ambition. You’re a smart woman. The choice should be clear without further explanation."
The words carried profound weight, leaving her with little choice.
Lu Caiwei’s expression gradually darkened with complexity. Her initial rage and resentment began to dissipate under the carrot-and-stick approach, replaced by swelling greed and ambition.
Recalling her recent string of failures, she knew there was no other path—only to plunge deeper into darkness.
A ruthless glint of ambition flickered in her eyes, far more terrifying than her previous blind hatred.
"Fine!"
"I’ll expand my vision and devote myself to cultivation!"
"But you must give me absolute support. And when I fulfill the demonic race’s wishes, I’ll have additional conditions!"
The demonic voice in her mind laughed, dripping with temptation.
"Kekeke…"
"Everything… as you wish."
Lu Caiwei was overjoyed, surprised the demonic voice had agreed so readily.
She quickly regrouped, sheathing her demonic sword and stepping into the cave. A sinister light of anticipation gleamed in her eyes. Though surrounded by utter darkness, she felt no fear or chill—only comfort.
Settling deep within the shadows, Lu Caiwei’s gaze burned with anticipation.
"Once my cultivation reaches its peak, I’ll wash away every humiliation!"
"Those two bitches, their sects, and the so-called experts backing them—I’ll crush them all beneath my feet, make them weep and beg!"
"Hahaha…"
Her laughter echoed endlessly as the dark cave brimmed with overwhelming malice!
Far beyond the boundless clouds…
Amidst the vast sea of stars…
Yi Feng, riding lazily on his slow-moving steed, suddenly sneezed!
"Achoo!!!"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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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!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
