Qin Ran was woken up by the “hee hee ha ha” sounds of Li Shiyin’s voice. He crawled out of bed and went out to the hallway, and as expected, Li Shiyin was sword dancing in the mud pit again.
It was around five o’clock in the afternoon now. The sunlight was starting to soften, but the sun had not set yet. Today was sunny again after the rain, and the whole world was clean, fresh, gentle and beautiful.
It was as if last night’s rainy escape was just something from a dream.
The silly apprentice was making a ruckus over there, and he should have stopped her, but right now he didn’t want to stop her. He just felt it was very beautiful.
He went downstairs and poured himself a glass of boiled water, then slowly stepped to the edge of the mud pit, cup in hand.
When he arrived here, he realized there was not only Li Shiyin at the bottom of the pit, but Chasing the Wind was there too. This cat, originally black and white, was now waving its paws vigorously, clawing at the mud. It was also meowing, kicking up mud and dirt, turning itself into an all black cat.
Li Shiyin had been digging this pit for almost twenty days now. It had reached a considerable size. As she danced her sword within it, twisting and turning, she was no longer affected by the terrain.
The silly apprentice's talent for martial arts was no joke. Qin Ran watched for a while and realized the silly apprentice's sword already vaguely contained sword energy.
Once sword energy appeared, it signified formally entering into the path of the sword. As for Qin Ran himself, he looked like a blind man swinging around a lantern when holding a sword.
"It's just that her alertness is too low," Qin Ran shook his head. He had been standing here for quite a while already, yet the silly apprentice had not noticed him at all. If she went out adventuring like this, she'd likely be dead before even reaching Linxian City.
"Looks like I'll have to strengthen education in this area from now on..." he thought.
Just then, Li Shiyin shouted lightly: "Master, watch my sword!"
"Hmm?"
Qin Ran looked closely. Li Shiyin in the pit was already facing towards him. She placed the tips of her feet on the ground, borrowed a bit of force, and her whole body sprang up into the air as she thrusted a sword strike at him.
Good heavens, he had just been dissatisfied with the silly apprentice's alertness, and the next second he was about to be backstabbed by the silly apprentice. Fortunately his skin was thick enough.
Seeing this, Qin Ran moved his right hand fingers, guiding the boiled water in his left hand cup to fly out in a strip, swirling forward to wrap around the silly apprentice's sword. With a tug to the side, her strike deviated to the side.
"Go pour the water!"
Qin Ran threw the cup to Li Shiyin and went to sit in the chair at the edge of the pit.
"Aw!" Li Shiyin sighed regretfully, caught the cup, and trotted off to the cabin with a "du du du".
Chasing the Wind, who had been working hard at the bottom of the pit, also noticed Qin Ran at this time. With a "meow", it became excited. It leapt from the over three meter deep pit in one go, landed right on the edge, then pounced towards Qin Ran's embrace.
Qin Ran had just sat down and was caught unprepared. Chasing the Wind crashed into his arms, knocking over his recliner and forcing the air out of his chest.
Even after knocking him down, Chasing the Wind was still excited. The ten-plus kilo body stomped around on his chest, letting him experience the unbearable weight of love.
Covered in mud, Qin Ran gasped for air, beginning to worry. Chasing the Wind was not a cat but a tiger. If it never figured out its size as it grew up and kept pouncing on him like this, it could kill someone.
He reached out to hug Chasing the Wind, intending to teach it a lesson, but at that moment, he suddenly heard Chasing the Wind make a sound: "Hug... dad... dad... bow..."
"Hmm?" He froze in shock, looking at Chasing the Wind in disbelief. "You, what are you saying?"
Chasing the Wind opened its cute three-lobed mouth, revealing two adorable sharp fangs, and clearly shouted: "Dad...dad..."
"I...I...damn!" Qin Ran blurted out a curse, completely dumbfounded, unable to move for half the day.
Li Shiyin came running over with the water. Chasing the Wind tilted its head towards her and shouted: "Mom... mom... moo..."
"Hey hey hey! Stop! Don't make random sounds!" Qin Ran woke up with a jolt and sat up, hurriedly holding Chasing the Wind down to stop it from shouting randomly.
"What's wrong with Chasing the Wind?" Li Shiyin handed the water to Qin Ran. "Haha, Master, Chasing the Wind is so dirty, and got you dirty too!"
"Cough..." Qin Ran didn't dare look at Li Shiyin. He felt guilty for some reason, and took the water from the side, replying: "No... nothing!"
"I feel like I heard Chasing the Wind talking!" Li Shiyin said.
"Oh? Really?" Only then did Qin Ran react, recalling that he had forgotten to show off. He said to Chasing the Wind: "Come, Chasing the Wind, Chasing the Wind, come, call me!"
"Dad..." Chasing the Wind mumbled.
"Wow!" Li Shiyin was shocked. "Chasing the Wind can really talk now?!" Although unclear.
Amazing. She hugged Chasing the Wind and happily spun circles. After a while, she put Chasing the Wind down and said to it: "Chasing the Wind, call me!"
Chasing the Wind was still dizzy from the spinning. It blinked its cute big eyes and blurted out: "Mom mu~!"
"Pfft!" Qin Ran spit out a mouthful of boiled water, his hair standing on end in fright.
"No, no, call me big sister!" Fortunately the silly apprentice didn't notice anything wrong. She kept correcting Chasing the Wind.
"Meow meow?" Chasing the Wind was puzzled.
"No, big sister!" Li Shiyin persisted.
"Eld... er..." Chasing the Wind was confused.
"Hehe..." Qin Ran calmly drank his water at the side and chuckled: "Teaching Chasing the Wind to speak, is that something normal people can do?"
"Oh!" Li Shiyin sighed. "Chasing the Wind is just too stupid!"
Qin Ran's gaze slanted at her over his cup. He didn't know who was more stupid.
"Master... what does dad mean?" Li Shiyin asked again. "Chasing the Wind calls you dad?"
"It means father, dad, that kind of meaning." Qin Ran's tone carried no small amount of pride.
"Oh..." Li Shiyin nodded, then quietly mumbled: "Then calling me big sister is no good."
"What?" Qin Ran asked.
"Nothing!" Li Shiyin hurriedly replied, then hastily changed the topic: "Master, where did you go this morning? Why did you come back like that? And slept the whole day too."
Qin Ran glanced at her. "Adult matters, children shouldn't ask!"
"I'm not a child!" Li Shiyin pouted.
"How is your Guiding Starlight Art practice coming along?" Qin Ran asked.
"Mas...ter..." Li Shiyin dragged out, helplessly saying: "You're getting muddled. I haven't even started practicing yet! How could I practice these days? It was raining last night, let's see if it rains again today. I can't practice tonight if it does."
That was right, Qin Ran nodded. The night before last night they were at the Hengduan Mountains range. It rained last night too. The Guiding Starlight Art guided starlight. It was the same as when building the foundation. For the first practice, it was best at night when the power of the stars was most abundant.
But he would not admit his mistake, only saying: "Then practice tonight."
"Oh..." Li Shiyin sighed. "Why the hurry, Master?"
"When I tell you to practice, you should obediently practice. Why so much talking?" Qin Ran said.
He didn't know when the demon beasts would officially revolt. If he didn't finish the lifebound sword before the revolt, there would be many variables afterwards.
But once the lifebound sword was done, there would be many more options...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
