Half an hour later, Ye Chuan finally left the place, satisfied after taking all the spirit stones from the entire Tianqian Sect.
"Elder, the sect leader... that Sect Leader Qin is terrifyingly powerful. In the blink of an eye, he took all the spirit stones and treasures from our vault," the elder said with a bitter expression.
He had never seen anything like this before.
Even a robbery wouldn’t have been this fast!
After sensing that Ye Chuan’s aura had completely vanished, Qiu Shuiyue slumped weakly into her chair to rest.
"Enough... this truly is divine retribution. From today onward, the sect’s spirit stone and pill allowances will be reduced to one-tenth of the original amount."
"What?!"
"What do you mean 'what'? This is all your fault!" Qiu Shuiyue snapped coldly.
"Y-yes, Sect Leader..." The elder was on the verge of tears. It seemed they would have to tighten their belts from now on.
"Qingyun Sect... once my master from the Holy Land returns, I won’t let you off so easily." Qiu Shuiyue’s eyes gleamed with icy resolve. This grudge would not go unavenged!
The Tianqian Sect was no pushover. The fact that Qiu Shuiyue had reached the Soul Transformation Realm at just three hundred years old was entirely due to her master’s backing from the Holy Land. However, since her master was currently in seclusion, she would not reveal her connection unless it was a matter of life and death, lest she bring trouble to those behind her.
"Qingyun Sect... Qin Tianya!"
"Just you wait!!"
......
"Crab fishing~ I love crab fishing~" Ye Chuan hummed cheerfully as he strolled through the clouds, his mood excellent after plundering an entire sect. His haul had been substantial.
"Though next time, maybe I should disguise myself better?" Ye Chuan mused, feeling his impersonation hadn’t been flawless.
Fortunately, he still remembered Qin Tianya’s appearance. A proper disguise would be more fitting next time.
"Hum~ hum~" Ye Chuan’s figure flickered as he teleported through space.
The capital of the Western Luo Kingdom wasn’t too far away. When he was close enough, he chose not to teleport the rest of the distance, instead enjoying the sensation of flying through the sky.
Back home, flying was risky—accidentally colliding with an airplane or something could hurt people.
But here? If he hit something, so be it.
Try complaining to my Soul Transformation physique.
Soon, Ye Chuan spotted a sprawling city below. Judging by its layout, this had to be the capital of the Western Luo Kingdom.
Though not a major power, the kingdom’s capital was rather splendid, with walls made of mystic stone engraved with formations.
What surprised Ye Chuan, however, was that the formations were already broken, their spiritual energy leaking out uncontrollably. Worse, smoke rose from multiple spots within the city, and faint cries of distress echoed in the air.
"Oh?" Ye Chuan extended his divine sense and quickly detected the auras of Ademi and Cang Wu in the palace at the city’s center.
"Was this city attacked?"
"Doesn’t seem quite right."
Moments later, he spotted several soldiers at the city gates desperately fighting against a man dressed like a cultivator.
......
"Hold him back! Avenge our brothers!" The soldier was covered in blood, every wound crusted with ice crystals. Gritting his teeth, he gripped his weapon and struggled against the man before him.
"Mortal fools. You’ll never learn the consequences of defying us immortals," the man sneered, his voice soft yet venomous. He wore pristine white robes.
"Do you even know what crime your Western Luo Kingdom has committed?"
"Daring to collude with demonic cultivators to murder our sect’s disciples—and even our Holy Son!"
"Today, the Western Luo Kingdom will be erased from this continent!"
With a flick of his ice fan, the white-robed man summoned several freezing gusts of wind that swept toward the soldiers. In an instant, the men at the front turned into ice sculptures.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
The remaining soldiers tried to fight back, but their bodies were already freezing solid.
"I’ll freeze your bodies but leave your consciousness intact. Let your flesh slowly crumble under the frost of my ice spiritual energy. Hehe, I’m such a kind soul—I didn’t even kill you outright." The white-robed man chuckled, his smile cruel.
His gaze drifted and landed on a little girl cowering in a corner, injured from a fall.
"M-mommy... I’m scared." The girl tried to move but couldn’t stand due to the frozen wound on her knee.
"Oh? What a precious little thing. Perfect for freezing and adding to my collection." The man lifted her by the collar, delighting in the terror on her face.
"Come on, smile for me?"
As he spoke, cold energy seeped from his fingers.
"Buzz—"
A silent sword qi flashed.
The white-robed man froze—then realized his entire arm had been severed.
"AHHHHHHH!!!" His shrill scream pierced the air as he stumbled back.
A figure had already caught the girl in one arm.
"Who are you?!" the man snarled, both furious and fearful.
"Just a passing... invincible expert." Ye Chuan tilted his head, studying him. "Remember that."
"You—?!"
"Ice Profound Palace?" Ye Chuan’s eyes flicked to the man’s robes. "Huh."
"Since you recognize us, you must know what’s happening," the man spat. "I am Bing Ya, the Ice Profound Palace’s chief disciple!"
"And I’m Dragon Fang," Ye Chuan said dryly. "So the Ice Profound Palace is here... meaning you came for Ademi?"
"She conspired with demonic cultivators to murder our Holy Son! She deserves death!" Bing Ya hissed. Unable to gauge Ye Chuan’s strength, he focused on staunching the bleeding from his severed arm while plotting an escape.
Suddenly, Bing Ya lunged, his fan unleashing a barrage of icy blades.
"Ice Profound Art—Frozen Slash!"
Ye Chuan didn’t even dodge. A mere pulse of his aura shattered every blade midair.
"?!" Bing Ya’s face paled. Realizing Ye Chuan’s cultivation far surpassed his own, he turned and fled without hesitation.
As he ran, he dispersed a thick mist of ice to obscure his escape—a technique his sect prided itself on for evading pursuit.
In an instant, the streets were engulfed in a freezing haze, visibility reduced to nothing. Even divine sense couldn’t penetrate it.
"Think you can run after letting out an icy fart?" A voice spoke right behind him.
Bing Ya felt an invisible force crush down from all directions. His body twisted—
"BOOM!"
Blood mist mingled with the ice fog.
Ye Chuan had reduced Bing Ya to nothing but a mangled pulp with a single thought, leaving only his soul hovering in the air.
"Come here." Ye Chuan pulled out a soul banner.
"You—you’re that demonic cultivator?!" Bing Ya’s soul shrieked.
"Demonic cultivator? Watch your mouth." Ye Chuan’s brow twitched. "Punishment: ten Black Dragon souls will take turns beating you inside."
Chains shot from the banner, impaling Bing Ya’s soul and dragging it in.
"NO! NOOOOOO—!!!"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
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."
