That palm strike, carrying the primordial soul power of a Spirit Severing cultivator, was silent yet brimming with terrifying might.
Yet the expected scene of flesh and blood bursting apart did not come.
"Boom!"
A dull, heavy thunderclap resounded.
Yun Xi’s primordial soul afterimage slammed solidly into the Black-robed Man’s chest, but the feedback she received was not soft flesh—instead, it felt like an unbreakable thick wall!
The Black-robed Man didn’t even stagger. Instead, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth.
That smile seemed especially savage in the wind and snow.
Not good!
Alarm bells clanged wildly in Yun Xi’s mind.
But before she could retract her primordial soul, the long silver knife in the Black-robed Man’s hand had already transformed into a sweeping streak of cold light, silently slashing upward!
Yun Xi’s physical body twisted sharply midair, her waist bending at an impossible angle, narrowly dodging the blade.
Her primordial soul, however, was a beat slower, its momentum spent.
"Rip——"
The blade’s edge scraped along the edge of the primordial soul afterimage, trailing a string of fine, glowing sparks.
The primordial soul afterimage let out a pained groan, its light dimming instantly as it was forced back into Yun Xi’s body.
Yun Xi staggered onto the snowy ground, stumbling back several steps before barely steadying herself. Her chest heaved with surging blood energy, and her face paled further.
Lifting her head, she fixed her gaze on the Black-robed Man, who still hadn’t taken a single step back.
"You..."
Yun Xi’s pupils sharply contracted, her voice carrying an almost unbelieving shock.
"You were already in Spirit Severing... yet you severed your emotions."
The Black-robed Man had not a shred of protective spiritual radiance around him. With nothing but his pure flesh, he had withstood her primordial soul’s attack!
This reckless method of body cultivation was something Yun Xi had heard of only in one place.
“Heart like withered stone, body like iron and gold…” Yun Xi murmured, her expression growing even more grim. “This is the Blade Sect’s body-tempering secret technique…”
“Heh heh heh…”
The Black-robed Man let out a piercing, eerie laugh. He stuck out his tongue and licked his cracked lips. In those eyes burned a morbid fervor.
“Sect Leader Yun has sharp eyes.”
“A poor man’s child can never compare to a proud favored daughter of the Illusory Sect like yourself.”
The Black-robed Man rolled his neck, producing a series of crisp cracks.
“I barely got my foot in the door of Spirit Severing by cutting off my emotions. What strength do I have left to nurture a primordial soul?”
"All I could do was walk some crooked paths."
He weighed the silver knife in his hand, his tone dripping with undisguised mockery.
"Seems the results aren't half bad."
"Enough to deal with… some second-rate Spirit Severing cultivators, at least."
Second-rate.
She knew he spoke the truth.
She, Yun Xi, was no true prodigy after all.
Back then, had it not been by luck alone, she wouldn’t even have been able to touch the threshold of Spirit Severing.
This primordial soul of hers, seemingly strong, was actually unstable at its core—her greatest weakness, yet also her greatest reliance.
Now that sole reliance stood as a joke before the Black-robed Man’s indomitable, Dharma-artifact-level physical body.
And what’s more…
Feeling the burgeoning blade energy stirring anew in his hand, along with her own spiritual power growing sluggish from forcing her primordial soul, Yun Xi’s heart sank little by little.
She was injured.
Her cultivation base had never been solid to begin with.
In this battle…
Most likely, she could not win.
Yun Xi softly exhaled. The white mist dissipated swiftly in the cold air.
Suddenly, she found it a little ironic.
She had hidden for sixteen years, concealed herself for sixteen years.
And in the end, she was going to die here anyway?
So be it.
Death would put it all to rest.
But…
Two figures uncontrollably rose in Yun Xi’s mind.
One was that impulsive, innocent-hearted disciple—simple as a blank sheet of paper, yet always stepping forward to shield her at critical moments.
“Master! Do you mean… you’re letting me go down the mountain for training?”
The other was that disciple who silently shouldered the weight of the entire sect.
“Master, take care.”
Yun Yao, Yun Ying…
And the rest of her disciples—those who usually feared her, yet truly revered her…
Yun Xi’s heart felt as if it were crushed by an invisible, massive hand, squeezing until she could barely breathe.
That Black-robed Man had been right.
She should never have taken them as disciples.
If she hadn’t, they wouldn’t have died.
It was she herself who had killed them…
The fighting spirit that had been so hard to muster now swiftly withered.
The light in her eyes dimmed, little by little.
The Black-robed Man keenly caught the shift in her mood.
His sinister grin widened.
“Looks like Sect Leader Yun has seen reason?”
Knife in hand, he advanced step by step toward Yun Xi.
Deep footprints were left behind in the snow.
“Fine.”
“Being put to death by this blade is your honor.”
“After all…”
The Black-robed Man raised his silver blade; the moonlight reflected a chilling gleam from its edge.
“My knife here has yet to taste a Spirit Severing cultivator’s primordial soul.”
“Today, I’ll get my fill!”
The last words fell. A tangible, condensed killing intent erupted from the blade.
Yun Xi stood still.
She didn’t look again at the blade about to fall upon her.
Instead, she raised her eyes toward that direction, shrouded in wind and snow, where Yun Yao and Yun Ying had vanished.
Her gaze was full of an unspeakable tenderness… and regret.
“Yao’er, Ying’er…”
“And everyone else…”
“Live on…”
Slowly, she closed her eyes. The corner of her mouth curled into a bitter smile.
But then—
At that very moment, as the blade was about to descend—
“Clang—!!!”
A pitch-clear cry of a sword suddenly exploded from the peak of Suanxuan Mountain!
The cry seemed distant at first, but the next moment, it echoed directly in their ears, as if crossing all distances!
Then.
A sword light fell—like a fallen star plunging from the Ninth Heaven, flashing by in an instant!
So fast that even the Spirit Severing Black-robed Man had no time to react!
“Thud!”
A muffled sound of flesh being pierced.
The Black-robed Man’s sinister grin froze on his face.
He stiffly lowered his head.
On his chest, a sword had somehow already appeared.
A plain, blackish-green iron sword, unadorned by any ornate patterns.
Its tip pierced through from his back.
“This…”
For the first time, bewilderment crept into those eyes.
He couldn’t understand.
Where had this sword come from?
The newcomer, hair and beard flying wildly, his snowy locks flailing in the furious wind.
His aged, wrinkled face was twisted with extreme rage. His old eyes were bloodshot, red enough to be frightening!
It was none other than Elder Yao—the person who should have already left!
He was in a very wrong state now.
His cultivation base was only at late-stage Nascent Soul.
But the wild spiritual energy now radiating from him was warping the very air around him.
“Heh heh heh… take a step back… take a step back…”
Elder Yao’s mouth let loose an unintelligible roar.
“The more I step back, the angrier I get!”
I've lived for hundreds of years! Wherever I go, people treat me like an ancestor they’re duty-bound to worship!
Those who seek my alchemy services can line up from one end of the Chaotic Star Sea to the other!
And what’s the result?!
In the end, I couldn’t even protect the people I wanted to protect! I have to tuck my tail and run like a dog?!
Why?!
I’m not leaving!
Damn it! What’s so scary about death?!
I was born to be respected wherever I go—that’s how I picked up this rotten temper.
And now you want me to run with my tail between my legs?
I refuse!
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】
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!
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.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
