"The dream is yet to be realized, comrades must continue to strive!"
Gu Qingfeng secretly resolved to work harder on his cultivation after returning, as a good life is created through relentless effort.
So... how should he get back?
Gu Qingfeng looked around blankly at the desolate surroundings, devoid of any human presence.
Who am I? Where am I?
Standing still for a moment in confusion, Gu Qingfeng vaguely recalled that Wutong Prefecture was roughly to the west. However, knowing the general direction was useless—the west was vast, and the distance was immense. Even a slight deviation could lead him astray by thousands of miles.
After some thought, Gu Qingfeng decided to head west first, hoping to encounter someone and ask for directions.
Thus, he set off. To avoid being recognized, Gu Qingfeng had removed the Phantom Spirit Mask before leaving, revealing his naturally handsome face.
The face of "Shen" (God) could no longer be used casually, as he and Demon Pu had stirred up too much attention while chasing each other across half of the Great Yan Dynasty. That face was far too conspicuous.
It wasn’t hard to imagine that after today, the legend of "Shen" would spread throughout the Great Yan Dynasty.
Moreover, Gu Qingfeng dared not travel by wind anymore, as that method was too similar to "Shen." He had no choice but to run on the ground, though his speed wasn’t slow—just a bit more obstructed.
Gu Qingfeng’s arms dangled limply, swaying in the wind generated by his speed. His body leaned low, his steps swift, and occasionally he kicked off tree trunks to propel himself forward, leaping like a ninja from a certain village.
After running for a while, Gu Qingfeng reverted to normal running, realizing that his previous method didn’t actually increase his speed. In fact, normal running was faster. As it turned out, anime had lied to him.
Time passed minute by minute. Gu Qingfeng sprinted from noon until sunset. As the last rays of sunlight disappeared, he quickly activated his Shadow Step technique, drastically increasing his speed. However, he was cautious not to teleport too far at once, as he still couldn’t determine the exact direction.
After several teleportations, Gu Qingfeng finally sensed the presence of a living being not far away with his formidable soul power. Overjoyed, he immediately teleported over.
There, he saw a hunched figure dressed in luxurious robes, resembling an elderly man. However, the person’s light and quick steps suggested otherwise—perhaps a young hunchback. Since the figure had its back turned, Gu Qingfeng couldn’t see its face.
This individual was walking alone in the pitch-dark wilderness, and just the sight of their back gave off a sinister vibe.
Moreover, under Gu Qingfeng’s soul perception, he detected a faint trace of demonic aura emanating from the figure. However, the aura was so weak that Gu Qingfeng couldn’t muster any interest.
Still, Gu Qingfeng wasn’t disappointed. With his current strength, only a great demon like Demon Pu could pose a challenge. Anything lesser wouldn’t help him improve.
Oh well, he just needed directions. No point being picky.
He quickly called out to the figure, "Hey, wait up! I need to ask for directions."
The figure paused, seemingly startled by the sudden appearance of someone behind them. They turned around sharply to face Gu Qingfeng, and upon sensing that Gu Qingfeng was only at the Qi Gathering Seventh Level, they smiled.
When Gu Qingfeng saw the figure’s face, he understood why their posture was hunched yet their steps were light—it was a weasel dressed in human clothing.
The weasel hadn’t fully transformed. Apart from being able to walk upright, it bore no other human characteristics. It was quite large, standing about the height of a person.
The weasel grinned at Gu Qingfeng, "You need directions?"
"Yeah."
"I can give you directions, but first, I’d like you to answer a question."
"Go ahead."
The weasel’s smile grew increasingly human-like, as if it were a person wearing a weasel’s skin.
"Do I look like a human to you?"
Gu Qingfeng immediately understood that the weasel was seeking a "verbal seal." Weasels had a unique method of transformation—they would stop people and ask, "Do I look like a human?" If the answer was yes, their transformation would progress significantly. If not, their cultivation would suffer.
Those who answered "no" would often face the weasel’s wrath, while those who answered "yes" wouldn’t be spared either. The weasel would cling to them, draining their life force.
Whether the answer was yes or no, it was a matter of dying sooner or later.
Unfortunately for the weasel, it had asked the wrong person.
"You look like an idiot!"
The weasel’s smile froze. In that moment, it felt as though its transformation progress had been reset to zero.
"You dare ruin my cultivation? I’ll kill you!" The weasel flew into a rage, its face contorting into a vicious snarl. Its mouth stretched wide, revealing sharp fangs dripping with foul-smelling saliva.
Gu Qingfeng feigned surprise, "Wait, an idiot is still a human, right? Saying you look like an idiot means you look like a human. How does that ruin your cultivation?"
"Die!"
The weasel dropped to all fours, transforming into a black shadow as it pounced at Gu Qingfeng like a wild beast, its gaping maw aiming straight for his neck.
Gu Qingfeng had initially considered taking a hit to see if he could gain a new skill, but the sight of the weasel’s drooling mouth made him abandon that idea.
Instead, he calmly extended his pale, powerful hand and, with a flick of his wrist, grabbed the weasel by the neck as if it had deliberately thrown itself into his grasp.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The weasel squealed in terror, its earlier ferocity completely gone.
*Slap!*
Gu Qingfeng smacked the weasel across the face, leaving it dazed.
"Shut the hell up," Gu Qingfeng said impatiently.
"Now, tell me, how do I get to Wutong Prefecture?"
"Spare... spare me..." the weasel pleaded weakly.
"Stop wasting my time. I’m asking for directions, not your life. Got it?"
Gu Qingfeng glanced at the dark sky, his patience wearing thin. At this hour, he would usually be dancing at the Heavenly Fragrance Tower. Instead, he was stuck in some godforsaken wilderness. The contrast was infuriating.
"I... I don’t know..."
"You don’t know!?" Gu Qingfeng’s eyes blazed with fury. "You don’t even know basic directions, and you want to become human? Just die!"
With that, he tightened his grip, ready to strangle the weasel.
The weasel struggled frantically and cried out, "I don’t know, but I know where people are nearby! You can ask them for directions!"
*Thud.*
The weasel fell to the ground in a heap.
"Lead the way," Gu Qingfeng said coldly.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
