Moonlily City.
Lynn stroked his chin, looking at the soldiers and residents on the city walls who were kneeling and worshipping with tears and snot streaming down their faces, and said:
"This should be fine now. Fortunately, I received the blessing of that cat, transferring all traces and karma onto him. Even if the gods notice anything unusual, they'll only go after him..."
"I'm still a bit weak, my mastery of the laws is not yet proficient. It's still not easy to deal with those gods..."
Lynn muttered.
But at that moment.
He suddenly sensed something and abruptly turned his head, his gaze piercing through several thousand meters.
It fell on Sword Puppet and Vivian, who were sneaking away from the area.
In an instant.
Vivian's eyes widened abruptly, and cold sweat poured down her face.
No... not good!
Discovered!!
Lynn tilted his head, picked up an apple, and took a bite.
Huh?
There are still two people whose memories I haven't tampered with?
Interesting.
By rights.
Those who can evade my influence, apart from those stronger than me, are only...
And at that very moment.
Vivian's vision blurred for a moment. In an instant, the figure of that young man appeared right in front of her.
Vivian (ΩДΩ) exclaimed: "Oh my gosh!!"
"Don't touch my master's descendant!!" Sword Puppet roared, immediately drawing his sword and slashing at Lynn.
Clang——
Sword Puppet was instantly shocked to see.
That young man had easily caught his blade with just two fingers.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.
Lynn's lips curled.
【Indeed, it's the puppet I left behind back then...】
Crack——
A loud sound.
Under Sword Puppet's stunned gaze, the sword in his hand was lightly snapped in half by that young man.
And before he could react.
Swish——
With a flick of the young man's finger.
The half of the sword pierced through his chest.
Sword Puppet's pupils constricted, his mouth opened, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.
This sword didn't pierce his core but passed through his body and pressed on the switch to restart his internal energy source.
But he clearly felt...
The aura entering his body was...
That familiar aura was...
And at that very moment, he once again heard that playful voice from back then.
"It's time to replace some parts, silly boy, your body is as brittle as a cookie..."
In that instant, within his aged magic core, it trembled uncontrollably.
It's him!
It's really him!
He's still alive!
He really wanted to call out that long-lost title...
The one he hadn't called out in a thousand years...
Hum——
Sword Puppet's body instantly froze in place, all the energy in his body rushing into his core, entering standby mode.
"Grandpa Sword Puppet!!" Vivian cried out.
She wanted to rush over.
But she immediately felt an invisible force imprisoning her in place.
In an instant.
A hand like a steel clamp gripped her neck, lifting her up.
Vivian's eyes filled with immense anger, she screamed: "You... you despicable guy! You killed Grandpa Sword Puppet!"
"Just a maintenance reboot. No need to panic."
Then he took another bite of the apple, tilted his head, and looked up and down at the girl in front of him.
【So...】
【This obviously very stupid girl...】
【Is my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great granddaughter?!】
【Although the bloodline is almost negligible, there's still a tiny bit of blood connection.】
"She really doesn't look like me at all..." Lynn exhaled, his gaze extremely strange.
Then he immediately recalled thousands of years ago when he first crossed over.
That was the beginning of the Violet Family.
He vaguely remembered...
At that time.
He was a pure and handsome young man.
Like most brainless youths who crossed over to another world in anime.
Becoming a powerful dragon slayer always made people feel excited!
He was no exception.
So after he had trained to a certain extent, he joined an adventuring party and set his sights on a powerful blue dragon.
Ready to hunt it.
And then...
He was unsurprisingly captured by that blue dragon who had transformed into a blue-haired big sister.
"Hehehe, wicked human who wants to hunt me, the great dragon! I now give you two choices, either die or obediently become my little brother, choose one!"
"Hmm, if I want to blend into human society, a family should be indispensable, family... um... or should I promote my little brother to husband?!"
"Give up! Give up! Take off all your clothes! Your mating rights have been monopolized by me!"
"Eek! You're so inexperienced! Hehehe, there's no way, just obediently eat soft rice! From now on, you're my little brother and spouse! You can't escape! Hahaha hic!"
Lynn shuddered instantly.
That embarrassing memory immediately surfaced in his mind.
Yes!
His precious virginity was taken away by a blue dragon!!
(〃´皿`)q
Although that guy's human form was a very cute blue-haired girl, but it was after all a dragon!
Others started their journey by struggling for a few years, but his own journey started not long after being kept by a dragon, this really wasn't a happy thought!
(╬￣皿￣)
Soft rice!
It was also very reluctantly eaten!
But anyway, having a dragon wife became a settled fact.
O(╥﹏╥)o
And having offspring was naturally unavoidable!
Being so beautiful, (T＿T) so energetic, it was really hard not to be drained every time!
And having a dragon wife, Lynn naturally wouldn't spread it around.
So.
Very few people knew that the descendants of the Violet Family basically had dragon blood.
The sad thing was.
His not-at-all-gentle blue-haired wife only lived with him for less than two thousand years before dying in the hands of gods during a catastrophe.
And the reason was simply because...
She became a demigod.
Lynn took a deep breath.
He had been searching for a way to resurrect his blue-haired wife for many, many years.
Even stepping into the abyss, delving into the endless sea, except for the upper realm where the gods resided, he had been almost everywhere, during which time he gradually became indulgent, brutal, cruel, and gloomy.
And it was only until he also became a demigod...
He realized.
Demigods who died with part of a divine core could not be resurrected.
But even so, he still used his forbidden methods to find her last fading trace in the endless river of souls.
He vaguely remembered what she had said with a smile at that time.
"Stay forever young, Lynn."
This sentence he really kept in his heart, unable to forget.
Lynn took a deep breath, shook his head, and tried to pull himself out of that memory.
Because she was gone.
She wouldn't come back.
But maybe in the endless flow of time, there would appear a...
Similar flower?
Lynn muttered: "I'm not even sure..."
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.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
