"Originally, the plan was to blow up the bridge and block the road to force you to change your route before ambushing you, but it seems we miscalculated," the gaunt man said, twirling his dagger with a playful tone. "But it doesn’t matter. We of the [Shadow Thorns] have many methods."
Torres strained with all his might to control his body, yet no matter how hard he struggled, his limbs refused to obey, as if they were no longer his own. Worse still, he could feel his throat failing—his words came out hoarse and broken.
"You... you know exactly who is inside that carriage!"
The taller of the two men merely smiled. "We are here under the king’s orders to deal with the princess, who has been corrupted by an evil entity."
"Nonsense! Princess Irena is no monster! It’s them—it’s them who—!" Torres gasped for air, his consciousness slipping away.
His eyes darted around—the other adventurers had already collapsed, and those who had been asleep showed no signs of waking. Clearly, these two assassins had waited until everyone was incapacitated before revealing themselves.
With one last shred of hope, Torres glanced toward Ye Chuan, only to find him still motionless, eyes shut.
He’s been affected too.
A wave of despair washed over Torres.
"To think even the infamous [Shadow Thorns] would be sent after us," he muttered bitterly, his gaze flickering toward the carriage. He could only pray that whoever was inside might escape.
But deep down, he knew it was impossible.
He couldn’t imagine anyone who could save them now.
"Ying, kill him," the gaunt man said coldly. "No more delays."
"Understood." The one called Ying stepped forward, dagger gleaming. But just as he was about to strike, a sharp voice cut through the night.
"Stop!"
Ying paused, turning in surprise toward the carriage—
The curtain was pulled aside, and a young woman in a flowing dress stepped out. She bit her lip lightly as she removed her hood.
Under the moonlight, her silver-white hair cascaded down like a shower of starlight.
Her emerald-green eyes, sharp as gemstones, glowed faintly, and her pointed ears marked her with an otherworldly grace. Her skin was pale as snow, her features flawless.
"Spare Torres," she said, clutching a glowing pendant at her chest—its faint light shielding her from the paralyzing mist. "I, Irena Hill, Ninth Princess of the Empire, will return with you."
"Princess Irena," Ying chuckled, spinning his dagger lazily. "You seem to misunderstand your position."
A flash of steel—
Torres screamed as his ear was sliced clean off, hitting the ground with a wet thud.
"Torres!" Irena cried, her voice trembling with fury. "If I die, the king will never obtain what he seeks!"
"Princess, you are the one who misunderstands," Ying said, his smile turning cruel. "Our orders were to eliminate you, not bring you back. In other words..."
"Your fate as a monster ends here," Ying's companion, Ying, added flatly.
Irena's face paled further, her body shaking with rage. "What a despicable lie!"
"Run... Your Highness..." Torres rasped, his voice now barely audible.
A sickening thud—
The dagger plunged into Torres' chest, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Torres!"
Ying yanked the blade free, then turned his gaze to Irena. "Princess, do you really think you can escape us? With your skills, you wouldn’t even survive the beasts lurking beyond these woods."
"A dead end," Ying agreed coldly.
Ying strode toward Irena—but suddenly, a hand clamped around his ankle.
Looking down, he saw Torres, bloodied and barely conscious, gripping him with the last of his strength.
"Don’t... touch her..." Torres growled through clenched teeth.
"Still clinging to life?" Ying smirked, impressed despite himself. "Truly the son of the Knight Commander of Reinhardt. You look just like him when he died—pathetic."
With a flick of his wrist, Ying drove his dagger into the back of Torres' hand. Blood sprayed.
"Enough games." Ying wrenched the blade free, then kicked Torres hard—sending him crashing into a tree with a bone-shattering impact.
Torres coughed up blood, his body limp.
"NO!" Irena screamed, but an invisible force held her in place. Tears streaked her face as she thrashed helplessly.
"Let’s finish this," Ying said, bored now—though his eyes lingered on Irena’s beauty. He glanced at his brother. "Ying, mind if I have some fun first?"
"Try it, and I’ll slit your throat mid-act," Ying replied icily.
Ying shrugged, then hurled his dagger at Irena with lethal precision.
"Farewell, Princess Irena."
The blade cut through the air like a shadow—
Irena shut her eyes, bracing for the end.
But no pain came.
Confused, she opened her eyes—only to see the dagger hovering inches from her face before clattering harmlessly to the ground.
She looked up.
Ying and Ying were no longer smirking. Their faces had gone rigid with shock.
"Who’s there?!"
"Didn’t miss much while I was logged out, huh?" A lazy voice drawled.
From the shadows of a nearby tree, a figure stretched and yawned.
Ye Chuan glanced around, then locked eyes with the assassins.
"Oh. An assassination attempt. Cute."
"Sir Ye Chuan..." Torres groaned weakly from the ground. "Please..."
"Ye Chuan, look out!" Irena cried.
Before she could finish, Ying and Ying lunged—their daggers aimed straight for Ye Chuan’s throat.
No hesitation. No mercy.
Clang!
A metallic ring echoed through the night.
The assassins froze.
Ye Chuan had blocked both blades—with his bare arm.
And why did it sound like steel?
Ye Chuan smirked as golden lines traced across his skin. Light erupted around him—
[Armor Fusion Complete.]
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!
iaobai: "Councilor Dad, front me some funds. I want to hire ten thousand professional miners for a project!" [Five-Star Mission Issued: Capture the leader of the Blood Heaven Pirate Gang, who is on the run in the Radiant Star Sector. It is said the gang has over a hundred members. Proceed with caution.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, lend me the family's hundred-thousand-strong Lu Army!" [Seven-Star Mission Issued: Subdue a juvenile Void Dragon Beast.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, I'm taking your tamed Void Dragon Beast King out for a family reunion!" I said, System, don't you have any slightly more challenging missions? You're just not up to par! [Nine-Star Mission Issued: Become the Human Councilor.] Lu Xiaobai: "Dad, there's a small matter I'd like to discuss with you..."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
