"Heave-ho, heave-ho..."
"Damn, you’re really not fighting back?"
"Does it really feel that good when I grind you down?"
Inside the Illusory Star Grotto, Chen Yi’s true self wore a strange expression.
Honestly, he didn’t get it!
Seven days—he’d been going at it relentlessly for seven whole days!
He’d already worn away a full 10% of the will imprint, yet the thing just kept trembling in excitement—or was it excitement from trembling? Either way, it looked like it was enjoying itself way too much!
Come on, show me some respect!
This isn’t a massage—I’m scraping your bones here!
If you keep this up, once I grind away half of your will imprint, who’s to say who’ll really be in charge of this chat group!
Even if you’re powerful enough to turn the tables, what’s already in my belly won’t be so easy to spit back out.
At worst, we’ll split it—half for you, half for me. You go your way, I’ll go mine, and we’ll never cross paths again!
"Whew~ I was rusty at first, but now it’s getting easier. Today, I’ll carve away 30% of your will imprint! The Primordial Chaos Creation Disk will be mine sooner or later!"
After a brief rest to recover his peak condition, Chen Yi went at it again with full force!
He had no idea what the other party was going through, why it wouldn’t resist even as he reshaped the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk in his own image.
But since the opportunity was there, he’d seize it!
He wasn’t about to hold back!
Time ticked by, and the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk gradually succumbed, slowly taking on Chen Yi’s form.
Sensing this, Ling Xiao felt immense pressure—he couldn’t let the intruder run wild in his domain any longer!
Otherwise, he’d truly lose everything!
"Think you can steal my Primordial Chaos Creation Disk? Go ahead and try! Even if I’m pursued by Wuji, even if I have to drag the River of Time with one hand—I remain invincible in this world!"
Under extreme pressure, Ling Xiao acted recklessly, instantly burning a strand of his foundational Dao traces to sharply accelerate the Bronze Colossus Coffin, leaving Wuji far behind—a full epoch’s gap between them!
"Ling Xiao, don’t you dare run!!"
Wuji, too, grew frantic. With a palm strike, he hurled the Chaos Cauldron overhead, shattering the vast resistance of temporal forces in an instant—even as cracks spiderwebbed across the cauldron’s surface!
"This time, I won’t let you escape!!!"
"Hahaha! Haven’t you heard? Heaven never seals off all exits. If I wish to leave, the path lies beneath my feet!"
Ling Xiao laughed wildly, burning three more foundational Dao traces to boost his speed further!
"Throwing caution to the wind? How many Dao traces do you even have left? You can’t keep this up forever!"
"You said the same thing back then!"
"The past is the past. Now is now. You won’t get away!"
Ling Xiao fell silent, igniting five more Dao traces to widen the gap once more.
Though Wuji’s pursuit still locked onto him, the distance bought him enough time to deal with the pest in his domain!
With a thought, he connected to the will imprint on the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk.
"GET OUT!!!"
A tsunami of will surged forth, startling Chen Yi mid-grind. Without hesitation, he pushed back:
"Hey, no need to yell so loud!"
By now, he’d gained a firm foothold—controlling 30% of the disk’s territory, roots sunk deep. The original owner couldn’t just evict him on a whim!
"Who are you?!"
Ling Xiao was stunned. The invasive will carried a faint eerie aura but lacked the warped properties of an Abberation.
This wasn’t one of those freaks!
"None of your business!"
Chen Yi’s tiny illusory avatar clung stubbornly to the disk, refusing to budge.
So what if this was a mighty Immortal Realm expert? If Ling Xiao’s true body were here, Chen Yi would’ve bolted long ago.
But this was just a will imprint, already 30% worn down. If it were so invincible, how had he managed that?
After playing it safe for so long, victory was within reach—he wasn’t backing down now!
"Withdraw now, and I’ll spare your life!"
Ling Xiao had no time to waste. Wuji’s pursuit was relentless—he couldn’t afford prolonged distraction. His will imprint vibrated, attempting expulsion.
"That’s all you’ve got?"
Chen Yi stood firm. Over 60% of his soul power was anchored here, reinforced by his 30% control. Like an immovable boulder—even the original owner couldn’t dislodge him now.
Unless... Ling Xiao was willing to sacrifice that 30% outright.
But clearly, he wasn’t. Just as Chen Yi couldn’t bear to abandon the remaining 70%.
The treasure vault inside was at stake—how else could he fund the chat group? Poverty left no room for surrender!
"Let go, or when my true self arrives, your soul will scatter to the winds!" Ling Xiao resorted to threats—a sign of desperation.
"If you could come, you’d have done it already. Stop bluffing!" Chen Yi saw through it all. "Let me guess—your true body’s in danger right now, isn’t it?"
"You dare?!"
"Tch, you’re panicking. You can’t remove me quickly, and time’s running out. My advice? Cut your losses. At least this way, you keep what’s left."
Ling Xiao was at a loss.
Where had this nuisance come from?
His soul power seemed frail, weaker than even a Golden Immortal’s, yet it defied all logic—soft, elusive, dispersing pressure through inexplicable means.
Worse, as their wills clashed, Chen Yi grew more adept, even continuing to refine the disk under Ling Xiao’s onslaught!
Apart from Wuji, fewer than five known beings could withstand his will—let alone grow stronger under its assault!
This... was no ordinary lifeform.
No normal being possessed such bizarre techniques.
He had to be an Abberation masquerading as mortal!
Prolonging this battle would only lead to defeat.
With that realization, Ling Xiao made his choice.
"Primordial Chaos Creation, by Wuji’s law—Heaven-Earth Infinite Cosmos Seal, SUPPRESS!"
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uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
