When Demon Pu saw that the Heavenly Demon Blood Oath had taken effect, a heavy weight was finally lifted from his heart. However, recalling Gu Qingfeng's past antics, he still felt uneasy. What if this kid suddenly got it into his head to test the power of the Heavenly Demon Blood Oath?
To be safe, Demon Pu spent half the day explaining to Gu Qingfeng just how terrifying the Heavenly Demon Blood Oath was, emphasizing that the consequences of breaking it were worse than death.
But instead of being deterred, Gu Qingfeng grew even more excited, itching to try it out.
Through Demon Pu's explanation, Gu Qingfeng also came to understand the supreme existence of the Outer Heavenly Demon—a being that existed beyond this world, a great power roaming outside the boundaries of reality.
Even Divine Realm experts, who were hailed as terrestrial immortals, were still confined within this world. The Heavenly Demon, however, existed beyond it, and the gap between the two was as clear as day.
After finishing his lecture, Demon Pu didn’t say much more. He simply patted Gu Qingfeng on the shoulder, urging him to take care, and prepared to leave.
Just then, a system notification suddenly rang out.
*Ding!*
Host has been attacked by Demon Pu.
Congratulations to the host for comprehending the Soul Tracking Technique.
What the hell?
Gu Qingfeng was stunned. When did Demon Pu sneak an attack on me?
And what the heck is the Soul Tracking Technique?
Gu Qingfeng was completely baffled, but as the information about the Soul Tracking Technique flooded his mind, he instantly understood!
The Soul Tracking Technique was essentially a form of soul-based GPS. It allowed the caster to pinpoint the location of the target's soul in real time, and the casting condition was physical contact.
Damn it!
No wonder Demon Pu patted my shoulder earlier. He didn’t trust me and planted a tracking spell on me.
"Hey, Demon Pu," Gu Qingfeng called out, stopping Demon Pu in his tracks.
Demon Pu frowned, thinking Gu Qingfeng was about to make some unreasonable demand.
To his surprise, Gu Qingfeng walked straight up to him and, under Demon Pu's bewildered gaze, patted him on the shoulder as well: "You better watch yourself too."
With that, Gu Qingfeng turned and left.
Demon Pu watched Gu Qingfeng's retreating figure, his frown deepening. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Gu Qingfeng's actions had some hidden meaning. Did he figure out that I used the Soul Tracking Technique on him?
That couldn’t be. The Soul Tracking Technique was an ancient secret art. Only someone like Lord Blood Demon, who had comprehended divine intent, could detect it. Even a Dragon Transformation expert like himself wouldn’t notice it, let alone Gu Qingfeng.
After some thought, Demon Pu concluded that Gu Qingfeng was just being his usual eccentric self. Perhaps in his mind, patting someone’s shoulder was like trading insults—if someone insults you, you have to insult them back.
Shaking his head, Demon Pu left as well.
What Demon Pu didn’t know was that Gu Qingfeng, thanks to his system, not only detected the tracking spell but also managed to cast a Soul Tracking Technique on Demon Pu in return.
Back at the Demon Suppression Bureau, Gu Qingfeng quickly used the Soul Tracking Technique to sense Demon Pu's location.
In his perception, Demon Pu seemed to teleport, moving westward at an incredible speed. In just a short while, he had already traveled hundreds of miles.
Finally, he stopped a thousand miles to the west.
Gu Qingfeng focused his senses and discovered that Demon Pu was deep underground.
After observing for a while and seeing that Demon Pu didn’t move, Gu Qingfeng concluded that this must be the headquarters of the Blood Demon Cult—the very place where the Blood Demon, whom he had been longing to meet, resided.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into Gu Qingfeng's mind.
Just thinking about it made him tremble with excitement.
He had already fleeced Demon Pu several times, taking everything he had, almost leaving him bare. You can’t keep shearing the same sheep forever!
Besides, even if you keep letting the same pigeon go, you have to give it a break every three days. The return cycle was too long. It was time to go big!
After carefully refining his plan, Gu Qingfeng went about his usual routine, eating, drinking, and enjoying life as usual.
Time flew by.
Happy times are always short, and soon it was the night of Gu Qingfeng and Demon Pu's agreed-upon meeting.
At the hour of Hai (9-11 PM)!
Demon Pu's voice, like an alarm clock, rang out from the blood-red dandelion.
"Gu Qingfeng, wake up! It's time to act! Li Qianyan has been lured away. Don’t forget your Heavenly Demon Blood Oath!"
The message repeated three times.
It annoyed Gu Qingfeng to no end, wishing there was a button to turn off the alarm.
Once Demon Pu's voice faded, Gu Qingfeng put on the Phantom Spirit Mask and began shaping his face.
Admittedly, face-shaping was quite addictive. He spent a full incense stick’s worth of time crafting a face that was as handsome as his own but completely different in appearance.
How handsome was it? Think of a combination of Daniel Wu, Eddie Peng, and Takeshi Kaneshiro.
After finishing his face, Gu Qingfeng adjusted his aura, completely concealing it. With everything ready, he took advantage of the night and used his Shadow Shifting technique to head straight for the Demon Suppression Prison.
As Gu Qingfeng began his move, in the underground palace of the Blood Demon Cult, Demon Pu, who had been monitoring his location through the Soul Tracking Technique, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned to report to the Blood Demon: "Lord Blood Demon, Gu Qingfeng finally didn’t oversleep today. He’s making his move."
Hearing this, the Blood Demon gave Demon Pu a rare look of approval: "You’ve done well. Once Gu Qingfeng consumes the remaining five drops of the Blood Divine Son and has no further use, I’ll make sure he coughs up your Qiankun Ring."
"Thank you, Lord Blood Demon," Demon Pu replied with utmost respect.
...
Third level of the Demon Suppression Prison.
Gu Qingfeng, relying on the blood-red dandelion provided by Demon Pu, encountered no obstacles on his way to the third level.
It was as smooth as it could get.
The array restrictions and barriers might as well have been decorations.
Truly befitting of a Dragon Transformation expert.
As for the Demon Eliminators guarding the third level, Gu Qingfeng, with his Shadow Shifting technique and the immense strength granted by his Black Dragon Indestructible Body, simply ignored their presence.
Standing at the entrance to the third level, Gu Qingfeng carefully observed his surroundings.
Like the first two levels, it was dark and oppressive.
The only difference was that the third level was vast and empty, with only one cell.
A cell blocked by a bronze door covered in mysterious and profound symbols.
Even from a distance, one could feel the boundless sealing power emanating from the bronze door. This level of power was something no Grandmaster Realm expert could hope to break.
Without Demon Pu's help, Gu Qingfeng would have had to rely on brute force to break through.
Gu Qingfeng slowly approached the bronze door. As he got closer, the sealing power radiating from the door pressed down on his body, as if a mountain was being added to his shoulders with each step.
However, thanks to the formidable physique granted by his Black Dragon Indestructible Body, Gu Qingfeng remained completely unaffected.
No wonder there were no guards inside the third level, only those stationed outside. The sealing power here was so extreme that anyone staying too long would likely be crushed to death.
When he reached the door, he took out the blood-red dandelion.
The dandelion seemed to come alive, floating effortlessly in the windless prison before gently landing on the bronze door.
In an instant!
Both the dandelion and the bronze door erupted with a dazzling light.
A deep crimson glow intertwined with a profound blue radiance.
Fortunately, the third level was devoid of people and was a sealed space, or else this light show would have surely been noticed.
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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?!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
