To be honest.
Su Ji didn’t like the feeling of being forced into arrangements.
But the problem was, the other party was too damn sneaky.
They outright covered their face.
No matter how much he rambled, he couldn’t trigger any options.
Whatever.
He’d definitely become legendary sooner or later anyway.
If she genuinely treated him well, helping her bury the sword would just be a small favor.
If this was a setup, who’d end up entangled in whose karma was still up for debate.
Su Ji suppressed the thoughts surging in his mind.
He walked slowly toward the azure magic sword embedded diagonally in the scorching rock.
The blade was unadorned, devoid of any ornate engravings, bearing only a single, naturally flowing line that exuded an indescribable charm.
Su Ji reached out and gripped the hilt.
It felt warm to the touch—not cold as he’d expected.
With a slight exertion of his arm, he slowly pulled the sword free from the rock.
"Hum—"
A faint, lingering hum resonated through the air.
A wisp of azure breeze materialized out of nowhere, brushing past Su Ji’s hair and robes.
His long locks fluttered wildly, his sleeves billowing in the wind.
In that instant, an inexplicable surge of pride welled up in his heart.
This world was vast, yet the countless cultivators within it were nothing more than weeds to be trampled underfoot.
This sword seemed capable of severing all restraints, freeing him to roam beyond heaven and earth.
Something’s off.
Su Ji’s mind jolted alert. His Glazed Dao Platform roared to life, forcibly suppressing the sudden arrogance.
What a domineering sword intent.
It could influence one’s mind without them even realizing.
This thing was definitely a treasure beyond the realm of ordinary magic artifacts.
But as for its exact grade? He couldn’t even begin to fathom it.
The fading figure of the green-robed woman seemed to flicker with surprise as she watched Su Ji shake off the sword’s influence so quickly.
"The sword’s name is Singing Wind."
"Singing Wind is the sword."
Su Ji paid her no mind.
Once it was in his hands, what it was called wasn’t up to her anymore.
Useless sword owner.
Right now, all Su Ji could think about was how to test this sword’s power.
A bold idea flashed through his mind.
He glanced at the nearly vanished illusion, then down at his waist.
The next moment, under the green-robed woman’s stunned gaze, Su Ji drew the sword at his hip—a blade that had once drunk the essence of a flood dragon.
This was a treasure a Golden Core stall owner had lent him for a whopping five thousand premium spirit stones.
Though it was just a temporary loan, its sharpness was undoubtedly top-tier among Golden Core artifacts.
Su Ji held the ancient azure sword in his left hand and the Golden Core blade in his right.
A grin of anticipation spread across his face.
He gently tapped the edges of the two swords together.
No earth-shattering clash.
No dazzling burst of spiritual light.
Just a faint, almost imperceptible click.
The priceless Golden Core artifact—its sharpest tip—had been cleanly sheared off.
The severed piece spun through the air before landing on the scorching ground with a crisp clink.
What a sword!
Su Ji couldn’t help but marvel.
The sharpness of this ancient azure blade surpassed anything he’d ever known.
But then, a chill shot up from his feet straight to the crown of his head.
Oh shit!
No!
What a damn—
What a damn hand!
Su Ji felt his heart bleeding.
Five thousand premium spirit stones!
That Golden Core stall owner’s "old flame"!
He’d already dyed the sword red once—fine, whatever—but now… now he’d straight-up broken it?
How was he supposed to explain this?
That old man had sworn a Dao Heart Oath, vowing to brave fire and water if summoned.
But he never said anything about still being willing after having his "old flame’s tip" snapped off!
Even if you borrow someone else’s stuff, you don’t go this far, do you?
Su Ji—the master actor—found his expression control utterly collapsing for the first time.
First shock, then agony, and finally, a look of utter devastation.
He scrambled to pick up the broken tip from the ground, only to hiss in pain as the scorching surface burned his fingers.
Then, wrapping his hand in spiritual energy, he gingerly pinched the searing fragment and held it against the broken blade, trying to fit them together.
After a moment, an idea struck him.
Su Ji turned his head.
"Senior! Fellow transmigrator…"
"Before you go… how about one last favor?"
"Help me fix this?"
"Call it building good karma! I’ll burn extra incense for you two in Qingqiu!"
The green-robed woman’s illusion, already on the verge of vanishing, lingered a moment longer at this bewildering display.
Her faint silhouette seemed to tremble slightly.
As if laughing.
Or sighing.
Finally, a voice tinged with resignation whispered in Su Ji’s ear.
"As expected… I didn’t choose wrong."
Though she didn’t directly answer, the refusal was clear.
Su Ji didn’t mind.
Rubbing his hands together, he adopted an enthusiastic tone and finally got to the point:
"Senior, senior—what kind of dragon is locked in this Dragon Binding Abyss?"
"Let me ride it, yeah?"
The moment these words left his mouth, the nearly dissipated figure of the green-robed woman suddenly solidified for a split second.
A cold, slightly flustered voice rang out clearer than ever before.
"Absolutely not!"
Su Ji, completely oblivious to the shift in her tone, took it as a sign of possibility and immediately launched into persuasion mode.
"Senior, look—you’ve got this big dragon locked up here, hidden from the world. What a waste!"
"It’s gotta be suffocating."
"How about this? Have it acknowledge me as its master. I’ll take it out, we’ll ascend to the upper realm together, reform properly—strive to be a good dragon! It gets freedom, I get a powerful ally. Win-win!"
Su Ji delivered this speech with righteous conviction, as if he weren’t coveting a divine beast but doing it a favor.
The green-robed woman fell silent.
Her hazy figure simply watched him.
After a long pause, she let out a weary sigh.
"What locks her here… is me, yet not me."
Su Ji blinked, not quite grasping the riddle.
Her voice carried a sorrow too deep to dissolve.
"To be precise, what locks her is the past."
The past?
Su Ji frowned, about to press further—
But the green-robed figure had already faded to near transparency, leaving only one last ethereal whisper carried by the wind.
"Of all the Dao in this world, none cuts deeper than the past…"
"I never should’ve disguised myself as a man back then… What a cursed bond…"
"She doesn’t wish to see me, and I won’t disturb her."
"Staying here is fine… At least she’s alive."
With those final words, her presence vanished entirely.
The underground lava cavern fell silent again, save for the bubbling of molten rock.
Su Ji stood motionless, gripping the azure sword named "Singing Wind," lost in thought.
He hated these cryptic types.
Especially a fellow transmigrator—shouldn’t they be more straightforward?
Su Ji curled his lip and muttered under his breath.
"Playing mysterious."
He hefted the sword. Not even a scabbard?
Maybe he should go find that dragon instead.
Su Ji was confident in his silver tongue’s ability to work miracles.
To have a good chat with that never-before-seen true dragon about the beautiful blueprint of "freedom" and "the future."
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?"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
