Su Ji naturally couldn’t admit his own shortcomings. "It’s a bit difficult," he said.
Su Jiu grabbed Su Ji’s arm, narrowly avoiding a massive boulder crashing down from above.
Steadying herself, her clear fox-like eyes were filled with confusion.
"Why?" Her voice carried a hint of urgency.
"Last time, when you slew that Nascent Soul remnant soul, your spiritual energy was completely drained."
"But this time, after killing that enchantress, you still had more than half your spiritual energy left."
"With the remaining energy and my immobilization technique, slaying this damned beast should’ve been more than enough!"
Su Jiu spoke rapidly.
She refused to believe Su Ji would hold back at such a life-or-death moment.
There had to be a reason she didn’t know.
Listening to his junior sister’s sharp analysis, Su Ji inwardly marveled at her intelligence.
This little fox wasn’t just beautiful—her mind worked frighteningly fast. She wasn’t easy to fool.
He let out a heavy sigh, his face twisting with an indescribable struggle.
"Junior Sister, you don’t understand…"
"This sword technique of mine…"
He paused, as if carefully choosing his words—or perhaps unwilling to revisit the past.
"It’s a forbidden secret of my clan, with extremely strict limitations."
Su Jiu didn’t press him, simply watching in silence.
The fire wyrm lashed its tail again, shattering a stone pillar beside them. Debris flew, one piece grazing Su Jiu’s cheek with a scorching gust.
Finally, Su Ji seemed to make up his mind, lowering his voice.
"This is the Heartless Sword Path."
Heartless Sword Path?
Su Jiu frowned.
The Heartless Path’s reputation was far from obscure.
Su Ji’s expression grew graver as he stared at the increasingly frenzied wyrm in the distance.
"This sword… is meant to slay only those female cultivators who try to seduce me with their charms and disrupt my Dao heart."
"So…"
He turned to meet Su Jiu’s stunned gaze, enunciating each word clearly.
"It can’t be used against that beast."
Su Jiu’s mind reeled.
So that was it?
Now that she thought about it, it made sense.
The last time, that Nascent Soul remnant soul had indeed offered to possess her body and "let Su Ji try some new tricks."
Then Su Ji had cut it down with a single stroke.
And earlier, that enchantress, disheveled and using seduction arts to control him, had met the same fate.
"ROAR—!!!"
The fire wyrm clearly had no intention of giving them time to reminisce or discuss sword philosophy.
Enraged that these insignificant humans dared to chat so casually in its presence—an outright insult to its future as a True Dragon—it opened its maw wide.
A massive, condensed ball of molten lava gathered in its throat, far larger and more concentrated than any before.
The aura of annihilation pressed down on them.
"Go!"
Snapping out of her thoughts, Su Jiu stopped dwelling on the absurd sword path and dragged Su Ji toward the only passage in the molten cavern not yet submerged in lava.
As Su Jiu pulled him along, Su Ji still found time to flip the wyrm off and shout,
"Eat shit, dumbass! I’m outta here!"
"Senior Brother, why provoke it?!"
Su Ji didn’t look back, sprinting faster than a hare.
"It doesn’t understand anyway!"
"That bastard chased me for ten days!"
"Ten. Whole. Days!"
"If it weren’t for the maze-like tunnels letting me loop around, I’d probably be a pile of dung in its stomach by now!"
His voice dripped with deep-seated resentment.
"If I don’t vent this anger, I’ll develop inner demons and ruin my Dao path!"
"This is called ‘resolving grievances’!"
Su Jiu: "…"
She didn’t even know where to begin refuting that.
Somehow, his nonsense almost sounded logical.
Whatever.
She stopped arguing.
Their figures darted like phantoms through the cavern.
Meanwhile, Su Jiu formed hand seals with her free hand.
Several illusory clones of themselves materialized, sprinting in different directions.
ROAR—!
The wyrm’s intelligence wasn’t fully developed, making it easy to deceive with illusions for a short time.
It spewed molten fire at one of the clones, melting a gaping hole in the cavern wall.
Seizing the chance, Su Jiu and Su Ji slipped into a narrow crevice.
Behind them, the wyrm’s roars and the crumbling of rock gradually faded.
…
Inside a relatively safe stone chamber, the two finally stopped.
Su Jiu released Su Ji’s wrist, scanning their surroundings to confirm they were safe before turning to him.
The frustration she’d suppressed the whole way finally spilled over.
"Senior Brother, why did you come here?"
"Didn’t I tell you to stay put in the sect and behave?"
Her voice held worry, but more than that—an unconscious dread she hadn’t even realized she felt.
This was a Golden Core beast!
And with Su Ji’s sword technique useless against it, they stood no chance.
Su Ji didn’t answer immediately.
First, he leaned against the wall, panting dramatically like a man who’d narrowly escaped death.
Then, slowly, he lifted his head.
The mocking, shameless look he’d given the wyrm was gone, replaced by a mix of guilt and something almost like… grievance.
After fumbling in his robes for a moment, he pulled out a palm-sized, translucent stone radiating pure spiritual energy.
The [Dragon’s Saliva Stone] he’d pocketed earlier.
"Junior Sister… you’ve been running around outside, gathering materials for my Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment."
His voice was low, slightly hoarse.
"If I just sat there, waiting without lifting a finger… I couldn’t live with myself."
He held the stone out to her, his gaze utterly sincere.
"I heard there might be treasures here… thought maybe it could help you forge a Ninth-Grade Golden Core… so I came to try my luck."
Su Jiu froze.
She stared at the [Dragon’s Saliva Stone] in his hand.
Then at his face, plastered with "I did it all for you."
Her mind buzzed.
Every emotion she’d been ready to unleash was instantly stifled by that tiny stone.
He’d risked being crushed into paste by a Golden Core beast.
Ventured into this death trap.
All… to find something that might help her?
Just because he "couldn’t live with himself"?
A warmth she couldn’t describe surged from her chest, washing away all her anxiety and irritation in an instant.
Her nose stung, her eyes growing suspiciously hot.
Snatching the stone from his hand, she clenched it tightly—if only to hide how flustered she was.
"You… you think I’m an idiot?"
Her voice trembled, but she forced it to sound stern.
"Was this worthless thing worth risking your life for?"
Su Ji grinned. "Ah, so you saw through me?"
"Well… there was one other thing."
Su Jiu: ???
Wait—
What?
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
