Even the never-ending wind of the wasteland became barely audible as it approached this place.
Su Ji could roughly guess why.
Those two were doing it on purpose.
It was to make him put away any messy little schemes he might have.
It was also to tell him that in the face of absolute power, any plots and tricks were nothing but a joke.
He would be better off cooperating honestly; perhaps then he would have a way to survive.
Zhao Tianyang stopped at the door, his wrinkled old face a bit pale at this moment.
He turned his head to look at Su Ji. Although he didn't say anything, Su Ji could roughly understand his meaning.
"Kid, remember the agreement we just made!"
"Whether you live or die is entirely up to your own fortune!"
Having said that, he hesitated no longer and pushed the door open.
Creak—
The door hinges let out an overwhelmed groan.
The scene inside the door subsequently entered Su Ji's line of sight.
The room was not large, and the furnishings remained simple.
Zhao Wuji sat upright on one side, holding a steaming cup of tea. He looked refined, his joy or anger indiscernible.
On the other side, the Pavilion Master of Tingfeng leaned against the back of his chair, holding a jade slip. His posture was languid, as if he couldn't care less about the outside world.
But the moment Zhao Tianyang pushed open the door, both of their movements paused.
Two gazes—one as deep as the sea, the other as ethereal as the clouds—landed on the doorway at the same time.
Zhao Tianyang's body uncontrollably hunched over, shrinking by half.
As for Su Ji, he felt as if he were being crushed by two invisible mountains.
His breath hitched instantly.
Within his Dantian's sea of qi, that towering Heavenly Palace actually began to circulate on its own under this pressure. A torrent of spiritual energy nearly burst out of his body.
Su Ji's heart clenched violently.
He forcefully suppressed the spiritual energy that was about to run rampant. As his vitality surged, he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Su Ji staggered a step and supported himself on the doorframe. His already pale face turned even more ghastly white.
"Cough... cough cough..."
He began to cough violently.
"Patriarch, Pavilion Master."
Enduring the pressure, Zhao Tianyang respectfully cupped his fists toward the two.
"I have... brought the person."
Zhao Wuji set down his teacup and turned his gaze to the door, his voice flat.
"Lead the way."
Hearing this, Su Ji shook his head instead.
"Not... right now."
"You can see my current condition."
"If I force my way in, let alone retrieving the item, whether I can even come out alive is uncertain."
Su Ji added weakly.
"We have to wait... at least another half a month."
The atmosphere in the room instantly turned cold.
Zhao Wuji didn't speak; he merely picked up his teacup again and sipped slowly.
The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng slowly turned his gaze back to Su Ji.
"Didn't Zhao Tianyang tell you?"
Su Ji's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone in the room clearly.
"I do not have a Flawless Body."
As soon as these words came out, the hand Zhao Wuji used to hold his teacup paused in midair.
The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng's casual posture also quietly withdrew.
Two gazes as sharp as knives instantly focused on Zhao Tianyang.
Zhao Tianyang's body trembled violently. His already bloodless old face turned deathly pale in a flash.
He fell to his knees with a thud, a sobbing tone in his voice.
"Patriarch! Pavilion Master! I... I verified it! It's absolutely true!"
He couldn't figure out why this Su Hao would dare to say such a thing at a time like this!
Was he trying to get himself killed?!
Watching Zhao Tianyang's terrified, groveling display, Su Ji slowly spoke the second half of his sentence.
"I only managed to temporarily gain the characteristics of that physique because of the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art I obtained by a stroke of luck."
The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng casually tossed the jade slip in his hand onto the table, making a soft clack.
"This is the key you found?"
"And he's trying to bargain with us?"
A layer of fine cold sweat instantly seeped out on Zhao Tianyang's forehead. He hastily bowed, his posture humble to the extreme.
"The Pavilion Master is right, it's just... this person's physique is special. He is indeed the only candidate who can enter that place."
Hearing this, the Pavilion Master of Tingfeng let out a soft chuckle of unclear meaning.
"The only one?"
He repeated these words, and then turned his gaze to Zhao Wuji beside him.
"Patriarch Zhao, tell me, are there really that many 'only ones' in this world?"
Zhao Wuji set down his teacup, wearing a perfectly measured smile on his face.
"The Pavilion Master jests."
"This person is nothing but a tool. To be discarded after use, nothing to be taken seriously."
The two echoed each other, conversing as if there were no one else around. From beginning to end, they didn't spare another glance at Su Ji in the doorway.
Su Ji's coughing gradually subsided.
This was a warning to him.
To make him realize his status and not harbor any crooked thoughts.
But this behavior proved exactly one thing.
He, as this key, was incredibly important.
Important enough that a True Immortal and a Soul Formation cultivator needed to team up to put on a show for him.
The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng stretched, stood up from his chair, and paced a couple of steps around the room.
"Half a month it is."
"But that's the absolute limit."
After his words fell, he had already walked to the door.
At that moment, no one noticed that an aura as ethereal as clouds enveloped Su Ji.
Su Ji's body suddenly stiffened.
He felt as if he had plunged into a boundless sea of clouds. All around him was churning mist; he couldn't distinguish directions, nor could he find a way out.
"Kid."
The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng's voice seemed to come from all directions.
"Let me ask you."
"Where did you get your so-called Heaven Devouring Demonic Art?"
The voice was flat, yet it made Su Ji feel as if his very soul was trembling.
"I... I don't know..."
His voice carried a bit of a stutter.
"It was an ancient ruin. I just wandered into it by mistake, saw the cultivation method carved on the stone wall, and... and memorized it."
"A ruin?"
The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng's voice remained unhurried.
"After I... I came out, that ruin just... collapsed..."
"Heh."
A soft chuckle came from the clouds and mist.
That laughter was filled with undisguised mockery.
"Make it up, keep making it up."
"Do you take me for a three-year-old child?"
The next moment, Su Ji felt the surrounding clouds and mist suddenly tighten. An irresistible, massive force squeezed in from all directions.
He felt his bones groaning, as if in the very next second, he would be crushed into powder by this terrifying pressure.
"Senior Brother!"
Su Jiu exclaimed in alarm, wanting to resist that pressure.
"Don't move!"
Su Ji shouted lowly in his heart, forcefully suppressing Su Jiu's power.
He couldn't expose Su Jiu's existence just yet.
Once the other party knew that a Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox was hiding in his body, the problem would be massive.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
