In a luxurious tavern.
A white-robed youth eagerly walked in.
"Uncle Luo, please help me guard, I need to first attune this top-grade Immortal Artifact to myself," he said solemnly before hastily sitting cross-legged in the room.
Then, he eagerly took out the top-grade Immortal Artifact, a sword, and examined it closely.
This was a top-grade Immortal Sword.
Its appearance was unremarkable, but it felt heavy in his hand, and his mind could clearly sense the terrifying energy within.
"Activate!"
Celestial Energy enveloped the sword, causing it to float before him.
At the same time, the terrifying Celestial Energy within the white-robed youth also began to circulate.
Clearly, he had started to refine the sword for himself.
With Uncle Luo guarding outside, he wasn't afraid of any problems.
A drop of bright red blood slid from his fingertip and fell onto the floating sword.
With the addition of blood, the refining process would be twice as effective.
However, to his surprise, a force of extreme repulsion emanated from the sword, nearly knocking the white-robed youth off the bed.
Although he managed to steady himself, he still felt quite unwell.
A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"I never thought that even with my blood and all my cultivation, I couldn't refine it!"
"Top-grade Immortal Artifacts are indeed top-grade Immortal Artifacts. It's said that weapons at this level already possess spirits. Now it seems to be true."
Instead of being alarmed, he became even more delighted, his eyes shining even brighter.
Clearly, the stronger the sword's performance, the more powerful strength it would bring him once truly refined.
"It seems I underestimated the top-grade Immortal Artifact."
"It looks like I need to use my essence blood."
"My essence blood is extremely precious, but for this top-grade Immortal Artifact, even if I consume a drop, it's worth it."
As he spoke, he bit his tongue.
A drop of blood emerged, golden and even glowing.
It then dripped down from his tongue.
Falling onto the sword.
"Refine!"
At the moment the essence blood fell, the white-robed youth quickly formed hand seals, pouring all his strength into the sword without reservation.
Boom!
The sword rebelled once more.
A powerful force suddenly erupted from within, heavily striking the white-robed youth, sending him flying.
"Damn it!"
"What's wrong with this broken sword!"
His face darkened as he shouted unwillingly, "How can even my essence blood fail to refine it!"
Just as he was feeling desperate and unsure of what to do, a sudden voice appeared in the room.
"Hmph!"
"Even if this sword is just one of my master's countless scraps, without his consent, how could a trash like you refine it?"
This voice made the white-robed youth shudder violently, his hair standing on end, his back turning cold.
Because with his strength, he couldn't sense where this person was exactly.
What was even more terrifying was that Uncle Luo was guarding the door outside, yet there was no movement at all, clearly indicating that he hadn't noticed this person's presence either.
"Who are you?"
"Since you're here, why hide your head and tail?"
The white-robed youth raised his guard, shouting loudly at the empty room.
As his voice fell, a black-robed figure appeared before him out of thin air.
The figure was small.
Wrapped in a large robe.
Its face was obscured by a thick mist, making it impossible to see its true appearance.
"Who are you?"
The white-robed youth narrowed his eyes and also took back the sword that hadn't been refined.
"Eternal Calamity God!"
"Lu Benwei!"
A casual voice came from within the black robe.
Behind the mist, it seemed there was a pair of cold eyes watching him, making the white-robed youth shudder and take two steps back unconsciously.
But when he heard the black-robed figure's words, he suddenly wasn't afraid anymore, raising his head and laughing loudly.
"Lu Benwei, if I'm not mistaken, you're the so-called Lu Dada from the mouths of those three trash, aren't you? Eternal Calamity God, what a joke!"
The white-robed youth completely relaxed, coldly looking at the black-robed figure before him, confident and saying, "Although I don't know what means you used to evade Uncle Luo's and my perception, did you really think I didn't investigate you?"
"You're not from the Heavenly Immortal Palace, and there's no one like you among the great beings above the Star Immortal Realm."
"So?"
A strange voice came from within the black robe.
"So, this young master doesn't take you seriously."
"As for your arrival, it must be for this sword, right?"
The white-robed youth sneered, leisurely saying, "The sword is in my hand, let me see what abilities you have to take it away."
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.
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】
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!
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?"
