Of course, regardless of whether the aura was strong or weak, Chasing the Wind could still sense it clearly. The qilin in the sky was indeed emanating the aura of a divine beast... which had an obvious suppressive effect on him.
So, he still wanted to go over and take a look. What if? What if there really was a little qilin cub crying out for food?
The thought of raising a little qilin as a pet excited him.
He said to Xiao Bufan, "We'll visit Dan Peak another time! Now we're going to find a baby qilin."
Without waiting for Xiao Bufan's response, he took Li An and rode the wind out.
"Senior brother! Be careful of the Boundless Sword Sect..." Xiao Bufan hurriedly warned.
But when he looked up, in just a short moment, Chasing the Wind had already dived into someone's shadow, switching between shadows several times, reaching the foremost position.
"What terrifying speed!" he marveled inwardly.
But he wasn't planning to rush over and fight for this opportunity. Whether it was a qilin or not, one had to be alive to claim it, right? Now that he sensed the killing intent from the Boundless Sword Sect, he had to quickly slip away.
Chasing the Wind's short-range burst speed was incomparable to the cultivators who had come here. Even though he had let those cultivators run ahead by several hundred meters, he still arrived at the position beneath the qilin before them.
The qilin was in mid-air. He looked up and felt the obvious suppressive force of the high-level bloodline on him.
"Is it really a qilin?" he wondered, and wind gathered at his feet as he prepared to go up and investigate.
But just as he moved, his nose suddenly caught a special scent. He quickly stopped, his nose twitching...
"The smell of blood?"
He looked up at the qilin in the sky again, vaguely understanding something.
He no longer went up into the air, but suddenly lay flat on the ground, as if he had been suppressed by the qilin's divine beast bloodline and couldn't move.
The cultivators following behind him saw his state and couldn't help but reveal mocking smiles.
"A beast is just a beast, always limited by bloodline!" Fu Ming, who was very fast and among the first batch following Chasing the Wind, looked down at him from the air with disdain and continued flying towards the qilin in the sky. "That's why the master of this world can only be the human race!"
While these cultivators were feeling smug and mocking, they didn't notice that as they flew up towards the qilin, their shadows were cast on the ground, forming darkness right in front of Chasing the Wind.
And the moment the shadows formed, Chasing the Wind opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of darkness onto the shadows. The darkness immediately spread within the shadows. In the blink of an eye, a large patch of pitch-black darkness appeared on the snow-white ground.
"Pfft! Idiots!"
Chasing the Wind raised his paw and gave a middle finger to those guys flying towards the qilin in the sky. Then he took Li An and plunged into the darkness on the ground, burrowing underground.
The first batch of cultivators who approached the qilin still held reverence for such an auspicious beast as they looked at the majestic, noble, and divine qilin. They didn't immediately go forward to do anything disrespectful.
They even bowed to the qilin under Fu Ming's lead.
Fu Ming stepped forward and said to the qilin radiating divine light, "Senior, I am Fu Ming from the Boundless Sword Sect of the Lingnan Region, here to pay respects to the divine beast."
However, the qilin just stood there proudly and solemnly, looking in the direction of the sun.
Fu Ming bowed again and said, "I apologize for disturbing the divine beast..."
As he spoke, he finally realized something. Although the qilin before him had the divine aura and presence of a divine beast, it had no life force. It seemed more like a painting, a sculpture, a shadow, an exquisite work of art, rather than a real qilin.
His expression darkened as he slowly walked forward, reaching out to touch the scales on the qilin's leg. Unsurprisingly, his hand passed right through.
He then leaped forward, charging... and his entire body passed through the divine beast.
It was indeed just a projection!
"A shadow!!" discussions erupted among the crowd.
"It's not a qilin..." someone said, "It just has the aura of a qilin."
"But... what created this shadow?" A clever person quickly thought of this question.
The qilin in the sky was just an illusion, so what had created this qilin illusion?
Fu Ming realized something and quickly looked down at the ground. Sure enough, that white tiger was gone!
Amidst the rolling snow waves, a patch of pitch-black darkness was undulating on the surface out of nowhere.
"The treasure is underground!" he shouted.
The other cultivators also looked down at the ground and saw that patch of darkness. Being as clever as they were, they instantly understood the situation.
There was no qilin, but there was a treasure related to the qilin. And now someone had already taken the lead...
They jolted and quickly flew towards the ground.
Among them, the fastest ones dove into the darkness on the ground in the blink of an eye.
However... Fu Ming, who was the fastest, remained motionless in mid-air. He narrowed his eyes, coldly watching those cultivators who were rushing into the darkness.
"Why isn't Senior Brother going?" a crisp female voice asked him.
Fu Ming turned around to see Fairy Miaoyi from Zhican Valley. He smiled and replied, "The darkness on the ground is that white tiger's spell. Only fools beyond redemption would recklessly dive into someone else's spell without any precautions."
"But it's a qilin!" Fairy Miaoyi said, "It's worth taking some risks."
Fu Ming shook his head, "I don't need to go in. I just need to wait outside, monitoring the ground. That white tiger will surely return to the surface after obtaining the treasure. Isn't it lovely to wait for the rabbit by the tree stump?"
"Senior Brother is so wise!" Fairy Miaoyi praised.
...What about marking the boat to find the sword?
In the darkness underground, Chasing the Wind was freely roaming in his dark domain. He sensed that divine aura and swam towards it with a dog paddle.
Soon, he saw the treasure.
Just like the last time he used this divine ability, spiritual veins and spirit stones weren't assimilated by the darkness, and neither was this treasure.
It emitted a seven-colored radiance in the darkness.
It shone with seven colors in this dark domain, like a gemstone under sunlight.
Chasing the Wind stared at the colorful radiance in a daze, dog-paddling to its side.
His nose twitched, smelling that bloody scent amidst the divine aura. He reached out with his paw and touched the seven-colored light.
The colorful light disappeared, revealing its true form...
Blood, a drop of qilin blood.
"So this is that qilin cub?" he murmured, his tiger face smiling in the colorful light, "An'an, how about I give you this qilin blood as a welcome gift?"
Li An was sleeping soundly, hugging his neck.
Chasing the Wind held this drop of qilin blood with his paw. He wanted to put it into the Universe Bag, but the Universe Bag couldn't contain this drop of qilin blood, so he had to hold it with his paw.
By this time, those cultivators had already chased down. They saw a tiger shadow holding a seven-colored light from afar.
"He's got the treasure!" someone shouted.
"Qilin, my qilin!" someone swam towards that direction with all their might.
Chasing the Wind looked back, seeing those cultivators struggling to swim in the dark domain. His tiger mouth twisted into a sneer, "All idiots!"
The next second, all the darkness contracted towards him as the center. In an instant, the darkness disappeared, and this place returned to its original state of underground soil and rocks, with all the cultivators trapped within.
Chasing the Wind, wrapped in darkness, turned and rushed out of the ground.
Then, the moment he burst out of the ground, a sharp sword energy flew towards him.
【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.)
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.
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
