"She is very cute, but I don't know why a demon would latch onto her." Prey looked at his sleeping cousin on the bed, his face full of heartache.
"A bastard like you actually has someone to care about?" Fang Zhiyi's words showed no mercy.
Prey felt a bit awkward for a moment: "I'm sorry."
"Sorry is useless." Fang Zhiyi leaned closer to the girl, bending over and staring straight at her.
He didn't sense any eerie aura. He had now realized that he could only use his bizarre powers when coming into contact with those demons; at all other times, he was still just a sickly invalid.
The room fell silent. Prey looked at Fang Zhiyi nervously.
The girl was still fast asleep.
After a good while, Prey couldn't help but ask, "Fang, Fang Zhiyi, why are you staring at her? Shouldn't you be chanting some exorcism spell?"
Fang Zhiyi said crossly, "Do you think I know any exorcism spells?"
"True... then what do we do now?"
"Wait."
"Wait for what? Holy crap!"
As they spoke, the girl suddenly opened her eyes. Her originally cute and peaceful face suddenly became ferocious. Her eyes were pitch black, without the slightest bit of white.
She opened her mouth and let out a roar at Fang Zhiyi, who was extremely close to her.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly smiled. Yes, this was the exact feeling.
The girl's voice quickly attracted her family. The aunt pushed the door open and nervously told Prey to take his friend outside.
Fang Zhiyi acted as if he hadn't heard a thing.
Just as the girl continued to roar at him, Fang Zhiyi raised his hand and delivered a resounding slap to her face.
The crisp sound made the room suddenly quiet down. Prey's aunt and uncle looked at Fang Zhiyi in shock, Prey's face was full of admiration, and the demon-like girl was completely stunned.
Did she just get slapped?
When she reacted and struggled to roar again, what greeted her was another slap.
Being humiliated in succession, the demon became somewhat angry. She violently broke free from the ropes, and her entire body slowly floated up.
She looked down at Fang Zhiyi with a sinister smile: "You will die, you will definitely die... I see a fragile soul..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Fang Zhiyi suddenly reached out again, grabbed her by the hair, and mercilessly threw a punch.
"Don't hit my daughter!" The aunt finally reacted and wanted to step forward to stop him. Prey was quick and held her tightly: "Auntie, she is not my cousin right now!! She is a demon!"
A series of heavy blows caused the levitating girl to fall heavily onto the bed.
The demon was thoroughly infuriated: "You! How dare you hit me!"
What made it somewhat fearful was that every strike from this human made it feel real pain, as if its true body was being attacked by him.
It suddenly opened its mouth, wanting to disgust this human, but it didn't expect Fang Zhiyi to move faster. He reached out and pinched its mouth shut, then without hesitation, gave the girl an over-the-shoulder throw.
When the girl's body hit the ground, a painful wail came from her mouth.
"Why! Why can you hurt me!"
As it roared, a wisp of black smoke seeped out from the girl's fingers, and the blackness in the girl's eyes quickly faded. Fang Zhiyi tried to stomp on the black smoke, but it was useless.
"Mom, I had a dream..." the girl murmured. She looked in surprise at the older brother grabbing her collar, her face full of fear.
Fang Zhiyi immediately let go, and the girl's family behind him widened their eyes in pleasant surprise. Their daughter was back to normal?
"Did that guy leave?" Prey asked excitedly.
Fang Zhiyi looked out the window and narrowed his eyes: "...It ran away."
Hearing the chatter of the little girl's family behind him, Fang Zhiyi turned and left.
"Fang Zhiyi, don't be in such a hurry, Auntie says she wants to thank you!"
"Wuwu, Mom, my face hurts so much..."
Fang Zhiyi quickened his pace. If he didn't leave now, what if they tried to extort him for medical bills?
Meanwhile, in a gloomy and cold room, a demon with disheveled hair looked at the disappearing girl on the bed and let out an unwilling roar of rage.
It was just one step away. Just one more step and it could have seized the girl's soul and completed its mission. Why did such a rude and unruly guy suddenly appear?
Shouldn't he have negotiated with it first, and then chanted those useless exorcism spells? Who just comes up and starts hitting people?
Its roar attracted one of its kind, who stood at the door and watched it for a while.
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing, I heard something happened over at Number 34, and thought we had run into the same problem here."
"Number 34? What problem happened there?"
"I heard that over half the demons there were killed or injured, and it was caused by a human."
"How is that possible! How could a weak human possibly hurt..." The long-haired demon suddenly froze. That shouldn't be right?
At this time, Fang Zhiyi was sitting at a desk, resting with his eyes closed. After pondering for a long time, he drew a large question mark on the paper in front of him.
In Corridor 34, the previously tightly shut room doors were all wide open now, and Uresk was calculating what he should do.
The sound of iron chains dragging on the ground came from outside again. The few remaining demons here all knew that it was the voice of the Grim Reaper.
It had thought for a long time and decided it had to stand up.
Things couldn't be allowed to continue like this. If the lord above found out, all the demons here would be exterminated.
Fang Zhiyi looked at the demon in front of him and pondered for a good while: "Skinny Dog?"
"I... yes." Uresk gave up resisting. No matter how you looked at it, the human in front of him was extremely dangerous. His hands were wrapped in iron chains, a sharp knife snatched from who-knows-where was tucked into his waist, an iron hook hung behind his butt, and half an axe poked out from his clothes on his chest. Those were all weapons of its former colleagues. Uresk closed its eyes, "Come on, bring whatever you have at me!"
The imagined death did not arrive.
It opened its eyes, and the human in front of it was staring at it with great interest.
"I have a few questions to ask you."
"Human, I will not answer any of your questions, even if you can..." Before Uresk could finish its words, an iron chain flew past, brushing against its face, and then used its momentum to wrap around the neck of a demon who was peeking.
It watched helplessly as that fellow demon struggled and was dragged out, and then Fang Zhiyi directly crushed its skull with a stomp. The headless body was still writhing. Fang Zhiyi didn't think twice; he pulled the sharp knife from his waist and stabbed at the body that was nothing but skin and bones, stabbing it a dozen times in every part until the headless body finally stopped moving.
"You were saying." Fang Zhiyi wiped his face with his sleeve.
"I was saying, what questions do you have? I am the most honest among the demons." Uresk rubbed its hands together, its face full of flattery.
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."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
