Subsequently, under Ao Qing's gaze, a white, crunchy skull slowly walked out with a clatter.
"Hiss!"
Seeing this skull, Ao Qing sucked in a breath of cold air.
Although he couldn't see the cultivation level of the skull, the sense of crisis it brought was extremely strong. Moreover, this skull had no trace of life, clearly just a dead object.
How could a dead object move? And why did it have such powerful deterrence?
The dog couldn't figure it out.
With a flash, he darted to Yi Feng's feet.
"What on earth is going on?"
Yi Feng glared at Ao Qing impatiently, his eyes glancing back.
"Damn."
Seeing the skull, Yi Feng was so frightened he cried out, but soon calmed down. He rushed over to the skull in irritation and gave it a thrashing.
"It's you again, you idiot, scaring me to death."
Yi Feng cursed as he kicked the skull around. Just the sight of it made him extremely annoyed. At the same time, he silently scolded the System fiercely in his heart.
Because this was the most annoying thing for him all along!
He said, you useless System, you can't teach him how to make money or cultivate... Okay, admitted.
But damn it, your rewards are so shabby too. This really made Yi Feng intolerant.
Indeed, this skull was given to Yi Feng when he first merged with the System. But damn it, it was completely useless, only getting in the way.
It did nothing all day, wandering around like a ghost.
Later, Yi Feng locked it in the utility room, and even forgot about it. Who knew it ran out again by itself.
"Ah...ah..."
Kicked over by Yi Feng, the skull clattered as its jaws opened and closed. It slowly crawled up again.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this thing, Yi Feng lost his temper. He punched the skull over.
"Crack!"
With a series of clinks and clanks, the skull fell off and rolled under the corner of the wall. The rest of the skeleton groped around on the ground before finding its head and clumsily putting it back on.
"You idiot, you put it on backwards," Yi Feng yelled.
"Ah...ah..."
The skull continued clattering. Its hands rotated its head for a long time before finally straightening it.
"Great, no peace anymore."
Yi Feng was filled with depression. He directly grabbed a nearby black robe and threw it over the skull's head, shouting, "Put this on yourself, stop scaring people everywhere."
"Ah...ah..."
The skull clattered as it clumsily put on the black robe. Due to its small stature, its whole body was wrapped up inside.
Then, a black-robed figure swayed around the yard. No one knew what it was up to with all that hopping around.
Ao Qing, on the side, watched with eyes wide open, on the verge of popping out.
Especially seeing Yi Feng thrash the skull without it reacting at all, he was even more shocked beyond composure.
Tsk tsk! As expected of Master, so terrifying!
"Ah!"
Yi Feng stretched lazily, feeling rather bored. He got up and said, "It's such nice weather, you guys stay in the yard. I'll go sit in the sun at the door."
Speaking, Yi Feng moved a chair to the steps outside the martial arts school's entrance.
Lazily watching the passing crowds, listening to the bustling cries of peddlers, he felt a unique sense of comfort.
Among the crisscrossing buildings, a shadow flashed by, then stood tall on a rooftop. His eyes glinted coldly as he looked at the small martial arts school not far away.
He wore fluttering clothes, an abacus hanging behind him.
It was Li Moce.
"The Heavenly Yin grand formation, eight directions, sixteen meridian gates all set up and ready, just waiting for the right time, then the time, location, and people will be in harmony!"
His voice fell.
He looked up at the sky.
Those gloomy eyes slowly closed.
The wind rose and clouds swirled in the sky, enveloping it in a chilling aura. When the wind sounded, Li Moce's eyes abruptly opened.
"The hour has come."
"Rise!"
As his voice dropped, a shapeless mist emerged in the sky toward the martial arts school, then shrouded the entire place.
Mystical aura lingered in the air, the martial arts school deathly silent.
"Hmph, the grand formation is activated. Unless you are immortal, you are in my hands."
Li Moce sneered coldly.
But he also knew this special moment only lasted an instant. Not daring to delay at all, his robes fluttered as the abacus behind him shot toward the sky.
"Swish swish swish..."
A piercing sound erupted as countless abacus beads fell off, shooting upward, then vanishing into chaos.
"Converge!"
As he formed a series of complex hand seals, the disappeared beads converged together, then turned into a thousand-foot transparent longsword, plunging vertically toward the martial arts school, aiming straight between Yi Feng's brows as he lay on the lounge chair.
"Shing!"
In a flash, strong winds howled throughout Pingjiang City.
"Although this is merely my full strength as a Martial Master, without cultivation, even if you are a Martial Emperor, under this sword you can only become a dead dog!"
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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】
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.
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!
