After waiting for a while, Fang Zhiyi felt a bit puzzled. He simply jumped straight out of bed, but the iron chains cuffed to his wrists restricted his movements. Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Zhiyi reached out and began to dismantle the bed.
"If I can't break the chains, you think I can't deal with a broken bed?" he muttered. Then, with a sudden, fierce kick, the already rusty iron bed began to twist. Little Hei bared its teeth at the sight.
"It's only because your spiritual power is extremely strong. Tsk, too violent."
Dragging the two iron chains, Fang Zhiyi kicked the door open. A gloomy corridor was exposed before him. The lamps on the wall emitted a pale light, and a freezing aura permeated the surroundings.
As he stepped out of the room, the iron chains dragged across the floor, making a loud rattling sound.
Passing by the next room, Fang Zhiyi turned to take a look. An old woman was sitting on the bed, holding something and muttering to herself. He tilted his head in confusion, pushed the door open, and walked right in.
The old woman didn't turn around; she just kept humming a song. Fang Zhiyi slowly walked up beside her and then saw the shriveled thing she was holding. On top of a withered, skinny, headless body sat a giant eyeball resting right on the neck.
The eyeball met his gaze, looking visibly bewildered.
The next moment, its neck was grabbed, and its entire body began to struggle wildly.
"That, that, what was that thing again?" Fang Zhiyi couldn't quite remember the demon's name, so he simply asked, "Where is Skinny Dog?"
The eyeball's body kept thrashing. It tried to use its eye to bewitch this human who had inexplicably barged in, but it was useless. What greeted it was a slap from the other party. With just one slap, the eyeball instantly ruptured. Fang Zhiyi immediately let go and threw it on the ground. "What the hell, you can't talk?"
At this time, the old woman seemed to suddenly wake up. She turned to look at Fang Zhiyi. "Who are you? Where is my grandson? I..."
Her figure gradually became transparent. Watching this scene, Fang Zhiyi roughly understood what was going on.
This mental prison had just welcomed its most terrifying nightmare.
One room door after another was pushed open, and one low-level demon after another was beaten and kicked by Fang Zhiyi.
In the real world, those possessed individuals who had left their families helpless gradually woke up, so excited that they began praying to their idols.
A child who had been foaming at the mouth suddenly dropped from mid-air and landed on the bed. The exorcist who was in the middle of performing the exorcism was a bit dumbfounded. He hadn't even exerted his power yet, had he?
But in the blink of an eye, he immediately took credit for this successful exorcism.
The commotions coming from the other rooms had already disturbed some of the low-level demons. They all stopped what they were doing, wondering what exactly had happened. Could it be that those ridiculous exorcists had broken in? Impossible.
Meanwhile, a scarecrow was currently being grabbed by Fang Zhiyi, who was pulling out the straw from its body one by one.
"Are you going to talk? Are you going to talk?"
The scarecrow was going crazy. "I'll talk! I'll talk! You have to ask a question first!"
Fang Zhiyi paused for a moment. "I didn't ask?" He felt a bit embarrassed. "Oh, right. Do you know where that guy is? That Skinny Dog."
The scarecrow froze. Its scarlet eyes spun rapidly, and after a good while, it shook its head in despair. "I, I don't know any Skinny Dog, I..."
Fang Zhiyi turned it sideways and was just about to snap it in half when suddenly, the surrounding environment melted and faded away once again.
The scarecrow fell to the ground, its face full of the joy of surviving a disaster.
"I survived! I survived!!!"
It rushed out the door, its hoarse and unpleasant screams echoing down the entire corridor.
"Whatever bastard you are, Skinny Dog! Get the hell out here!!!"
In a room decorated like a cave, Uresk listened to the clamor outside and inexplicably felt a bit cold.
No, that wasn't right. He was a demon; he shouldn't be feeling cold.
"Son! Today, more than a dozen people possessed by demons have broken free from their control!!" Mother Fang said excitedly to Fang Zhiyi, who was sitting up. "There's hope! The Order really can perform exorcisms!"
She hugged Fang Zhiyi excitedly. Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes. If you had woken me up a bit later, I could have taken care of a few more.
But he couldn't say that, so he just played along with a smile.
After a while, Fang Zhiyi suggested going out for a walk. The excited Mother Fang nodded repeatedly. "Go ahead, take a walk outside. Don't just stay cooped up at home all the time."
"Yo, isn't this what's-his-name? The sickling?" Fang Zhiyi was pondering over the matter of that corridor when a voice interrupted his train of thought.
Turning his head, he saw a burly boy looking at him with a face full of disdain, accompanied by a few other petty thugs.
He remembered that these were the classmates who used to bully the original owner of this body.
His luck was really something else.
"I heard your brother ran away from home? Was it because he couldn't stand you anymore? Hahaha, what are you looking at? Do you still think your brother can stand up for you? You piece of tra..."
Just a few minutes later, this dark and burly boy was kneeling in a row alongside the others.
Fang Zhiyi was panting slightly; this body was indeed a bit weak.
"Fang Zhiyi, I was wrong, please let me go."
Fang Zhiyi looked at him. "I still prefer the rebellious and untamed way you were acting just now."
The burly boy immediately puffed out his chest while kneeling. "Fang Zhiyi, I was wrong!"
Fang Zhiyi reached out and smacked him. "You're apologizing, yet you're acting so self-righteous?"
Right at that moment, one of the kneeling guys suddenly slumped onto his butt. Before Fang Zhiyi could speak, the guy pointed behind Fang Zhiyi in terror. "Demon, demon!!"
Fang Zhiyi turned around. Not far from there was a grove of trees, and at this moment, standing at the edge of the woods was a... woman wearing a white dress?
It was just that she looked incredibly bizarre no matter how you looked at her. The woman's limbs were like wooden sticks, impossibly long and thin. On her face, a wide, gaping mouth took up half the space. Her head was tilted and resting on her shoulder as if her neck were broken, and the hand she had raised was clearly holding a meat cleaver.
She looked quite terrifying no matter how you looked at it.
Fang Zhiyi was observing her intently, while the guys behind him began to scramble and crawl away, fleeing for their lives.
The woman also started sprinting toward them.
"Fang Zhiyi! Run!" The burly boy didn't forget to turn his head and shout. Although he liked bullying Fang Zhiyi, he didn't want to see him die here. But he received no response. When he looked back, he saw Fang Zhiyi charging straight toward that bizarre demon.
This scene left him dumbfounded.
Could it be that Fang Zhiyi was tired of living?
Seeing the woman getting closer and closer, Fang Zhiyi also revealed a smile. He flew up and delivered a flying kick. The kick felt like it had hit a hard wooden plank. The woman merely paused for a moment, opened her mouth, and roared at him. Not only was her voice harsh and unpleasant, but a foul, putrid stench also blasted from her mouth.
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?!
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."
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.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
