Ye Chuan returned to the depths of the forest.
The light in the woods grew increasingly dim. The branches and leaves of the towering ancient trees intertwined to form an impenetrable canopy, with only scattered spots of light spilling through the gaps.
Ye Chuan found a relatively open clearing, set down the cloth bag on his back, and drew his fine steel longsword.
He looked at his palms, swung the sword a few times, and frowned slightly.
Even now, he still hadn't figured out what was going on with his body.
His strength was ridiculously vast, and his body was as hard as iron, but this power was completely out of his control. Earlier, when he was prying the iron cage, he only wanted to gently bend a small gap, but he ended up almost crushing the entire cage out of shape.
His body seemed incredibly powerful, but he couldn't fully control it yet.
"Is this my free cheat code? It would be great if it came with an instruction manual."
"This won't do," Ye Chuan muttered to himself.
If he slipped up when facing the Demon Wolf, he didn't even dare to imagine the consequences.
Angelina was still waiting for him in town; he had to return alive.
Ye Chuan took a deep breath. Since he still had time, he started practicing his sword swings against a large tree next to the clearing.
He deliberately held back his strength, wanting to precisely control every ounce of his power.
Swish!
He executed several consecutive slashes.
Then, Ye Chuan closed his eyes and focused his mind. In the next second, tens of thousands of sword auras vibrated around his body, tearing space apart before it seamlessly closed back up.
"Huh? What just happened?" Ye Chuan opened his eyes and gripped the hilt in his hand. He looked around, and it seemed like nothing had happened.
Finally, his attention fell on the large tree not far away.
He gathered his energy, stepped forward, and slashed.
With a loud crack, the massive tree, which would take two people to wrap their arms around, was sliced in half by his feather-light strike. It crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Ye Chuan: "..."
He looked at the sword in his hand, then at the fallen tree, forming a rough guess about his own strength.
He was very strong.
His stats were off the charts!
"Is this a perk of being a transmigrator?"
But Ye Chuan still shook his head.
It seemed that controlling this monstrous strength would not be an easy task.
However, he didn't give up.
He practiced swinging, thrusting, and parrying over and over again. From initially using too much force every single time, he gradually learned to control his power, leaving scratches of varying depths on the tree trunk.
The sun gradually set in the west. He didn't stop until the last ray of sunlight vanished from the forest, his entire body drenched in sweat.
Days passed like this, with Ye Chuan devoting himself to training his techniques.
"That should be about enough."
Early one morning, he picked up his cloth bag from the ground, strapped the longsword back onto his back, and continued heading deeper into the Black Pine Forest.
The Demon Wolf...
"I hope nothing goes wrong," Ye Chuan murmured. "Once I finish this job, I can go back and live a good life with Angelina."
Right at that moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes ahead.
Ye Chuan immediately stopped in his tracks, tightened his grip on his sword, and looked over warily.
He saw a snow-white rabbit hop out of the bushes.
It had fluffy white fur, ruby-like eyes, and long ears drooping on both sides. It looked incredibly soft and cute as it held a carrot, munching on it with a crunching sound.
"A rabbit?" Ye Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, having thought the Demon Wolf had arrived.
Just as he was about to bypass the rabbit and continue forward, the rabbit suddenly raised its head, its ruby eyes locking onto him.
The next second, its figure flashed, leaving a white afterimage in its place. It instantly appeared right in front of Ye Chuan, its sharp claws gleaming with cold light as it swiped at his throat!
Its speed was astonishingly fast!
Ye Chuan instinctively raised his longsword to block.
Clang!
A piercing sound of metal clashing rang out.
Ye Chuan only felt a massive force transmit through the sword. The fine steel longsword in his hand was actually swatted away by a single claw from this seemingly soft and cute rabbit, embedding itself deeply into a nearby tree trunk.
Shocked, Ye Chuan hastily took a few steps back to create some distance.
"What the hell is this thing?!"
He looked at the rabbit before him in disbelief.
How was this an ordinary rabbit? It was clearly a terrifying monster!
The power behind that claw strike just now was countless times stronger than that of the swordsman Raymond!
The snow-white rabbit landed on the ground and licked its paw, a flash of surprise passing through its ruby eyes.
"Huh? Human, you actually managed to block one of my strikes?"
"Who are you?"
It actually spoke! Its voice was crisp and sweet, like a little girl's, but the words it spoke made Ye Chuan's blood run cold.
"You can speak?" Ye Chuan stared at it warily. "What exactly are you?"
"Me?" The rabbit tilted its head, a cruel smile appearing on its adorable face. "I'm just an ordinary rabbit."
An ordinary rabbit... with this kind of strength?
"I overestimated myself." An awkward smile tugged at the corners of Ye Chuan's mouth. He had thought he actually became strong.
He never expected a random roadside rabbit to possess such combat power.
Then how strong would the Demon Wolf be?
Wait, could an ordinary rabbit monster even speak?
Before he could finish his thought, its figure disappeared once again.
Ye Chuan's vision blurred, and a fierce gust of wind attacked from behind.
Bang!
The rabbit's claws viciously struck Ye Chuan's back!
"Hiss—" Ye Chuan gasped sharply.
"Oh, the toughness of your body is truly unusual." The rabbit landed on the ground, sizing Ye Chuan up with uncertainty and surprise.
She was one of the Eight Demon Lords of the Demon Race—the Formless Satania. She could transform into the appearance of any animal. Hearing a prophet say that the Demon King would be born on the borders of the Hill Empire, she had infiltrated human territory to search for him.
Who would have known that the very first human she encountered would have such strength.
Had the human race already grown this powerful?
The man in front of her was clearly just an ordinary person wearing ragged clothes.
Ye Chuan looked at the rabbit in front of him.
The rabbit was also looking at Ye Chuan.
Both sides found each other's strength utterly unbelievable.
Seeing his sword not far away, Ye Chuan immediately moved to grab it.
"Too slow," the rabbit's voice echoed in Ye Chuan's ear.
Ye Chuan only felt a sudden impact before he was sent flying by the rabbit, crashing into a nearby tree trunk!
"This is insane... If a rabbit has this kind of combat power, just how terrifying are the monsters those adventurers face every day..." Ye Chuan thought to himself as he stood back up.
Seeing Ye Chuan stand back up as if nothing had happened, the rabbit was also inwardly shocked.
"How terrifying... For a human to have this kind of combat power, what kind of existence were our ancient demon compatriots facing?"
Ye Chuan took a step back. Seeing this, the rabbit also took a step back.
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."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
