The cult was wiped out overnight, sending the town's residents into a panic. A follower who had originally intended to go pray smelled a strong stench of rot. When he followed the scent to the prayer room, he found the floor covered in corpses. These bodies wore the cult's robes, but they had been decaying for a long time. The entire enclosed space was filled with a nauseating odor.
No one knew what had happened. Even the sheriff was clueless. They could only attribute this tragedy to the work of demons.
"According to what you said, that powerful NPC is just a medium." Hearing that three people had actually returned alive from a team doomed to die, Lin Ye went to chat with them to gather intelligence, as per regulations.
Wei Kaiyang nodded. "Anyway, if it wasn't for him, we all would have died."
The other two also nodded in agreement.
"Tch, isn't he still just an NPC?" Lin Ye scoffed. "Are you guys still worrying about him?"
Wei Kaiyang glanced at him. He had always disliked this Lin Ye who came out of nowhere. Although he was strong, his methods were utterly cold-blooded. In his eyes, everyone was just a chess piece.
Even if their entire team had been wiped out this time, this guy would probably only say one word: "Trash."
He had absolutely no desire to communicate with Lin Ye, and neither did the other two. Seeing this, Lin Ye didn't say anything more to them. He got up and left. He had always looked down on these people anyway. With his system, wasn't any dungeon a breeze to clear?
Meanwhile, the abyss was in chaos. Fang Zhiyi, wearing his worn-out hospital gown, sat slanted on the towering throne. The newly appointed Lust demon walked in briskly.
"Boss, the great purge is almost complete." The way it looked at Fang Zhiyi was practically dripping with desire. "As per your request, we released the news of your death. Sure enough, quite a few demons started getting restless, but they have all been destroyed now."
Fang Zhiyi nodded.
"However, there are still quite a few demons that have been wandering the human realm for a long time. We haven't found their whereabouts yet."
Fang Zhiyi frowned. "They truly have no discipline at all." He paused. "Go gather the executives at the lord level and above. We are holding a training session."
"A training session?" Lust tilted its head in confusion, its large eyes blinking continuously.
At that moment, in a certain dilapidated house, a young man who had clearly become demonized pushed the door open and walked out.
"Zhiyi, wait just a little longer. When I return, the demons will no longer pester you..." His pupils had already turned into two vertical slits.
After leaving home, Fang Linjie went to the cult, wanting to coerce them into exorcising the demon from his younger brother. However, there, he saw a spine-chilling scene: those cult members were not human.
Of course, he didn't manage to escape. Instead, the hooded cult leader extended an invitation to him: as long as he was willing to sacrifice his soul and become the cult's exorcist, the leader would solve his problem.
Fang Linjie had no thought of refusing such a condition.
Thus, he became an exorcist, and his job was very simple: to deal with the demons that opposed the cult.
Sometimes he found it highly ironic. People had no idea that the ones helping them and the ones harming them were the exact same kind of creatures.
These demons were merely fighting over the ownership of humans.
Covering his face once again, Fang Linjie did not respond to the family's gratitude. He simply carried the demon head in his hand and quickly disappeared into the woods.
He wanted to go back and see, to see if his brother had recovered. Just a glance from afar would be enough.
Yet, the closer he got to his hometown, the faster his heart beat. He could not turn back now. There was still one more task. Just one more task and it would be over. He looked at the parchment scroll in his hand, his gaze solemn.
What would the future hold? That demon who called himself the Lord of the Abyss had said that once the contract was fulfilled, he would completely become a member of the abyss.
However, for his brother's sake, this ending didn't seem too bad.
"Quest issued: Investigate the fallen exorcist. Quest difficulty: A. Time limit: None. Provided item: Exorcism Array. Perfect clearance condition: ???"
"System, what is the condition to achieve a perfect clearance?" Lin Ye had already developed the habit of asking questions at any time.
"Investigate Fang Linjie's story thoroughly and kill him," the system replied mechanically.
Lin Ye nodded. This was simple enough, but the surname Fang...
Having been teleported to this unfamiliar world, he strolled around as if taking a walk. After all, his teammates were well aware of his strength; there were some things he didn't need to do himself.
The execution capability of Lin Ye's squad was much stronger than Zhao Lei's team.
In just half a day, they had found out where Fang Linjie's home was and learned about his running away from home. The group looked eagerly at Lin Ye. Lin Ye closed his eyes to think, but in reality, he was using his cheat.
"System, give me a hint."
"Fang Linjie left home to save his possessed younger brother. He outwardly disdains his brother, but deep down, he cares about him very much."
Lin Ye glanced at his teammates. He felt a bit helpless. Unfortunately, he had to pretend to investigate a bit; otherwise, he could clear it instantly. Having to let these people gradually learn the truth was quite troublesome.
But he quickly made a decision.
"Let's go to his house!"
The group barged into Fang Zhiyi's home in a mighty formation. Unlike Wei Kaiyang's caution, their attitude was very arrogant.
Only this time, they didn't encounter the tragic scene of the Fang parents' brutal deaths, but rather Mother Fang warily blocking their way.
"This family again?"
"There's quite a story behind this family too."
"How fast can Almighty Lin Ye clear the dungeon this time?"
"I'm guessing one day."
"It won't be that slow."
The viewers in the livestream chat were discussing enthusiastically.
"It's annoying every time I see Lin Ye acting like that."
"Are you sick in the head? Did Lin Ye provoke you?"
"Look at his attitude towards others. Lao Wei is much better than him."
"Come on, bro, this is a dungeon. These are just NPCs. Why would you be polite to NPCs?"
"That's not how it works. NPCs will help if their affection level is high. Look at Lao Wei and his group from before."
"Shut up, all of you. Does my Brother Lin need anyone's help?"
Inside Fang Zhiyi's house, Father Fang, hearing the commotion, also rushed out. Wielding a kitchen knife, he demanded that these strangers leave.
Lin Ye was arrogant. "We are here to solve your son's problem."
"My son doesn't have a problem! Get out!" Father Fang pointed at the door.
"I'm talking about your eldest son."
Mother Fang was visibly stunned for a moment. "You know Linjie?"
Lin Ye rolled his eyes. "Isn't this a misunderstanding? Don't get worked up. We are Fang Linjie's friends; we are all exorcists." He deliberately emphasized the word 'exorcists'.
"Exorcists?" Father Fang looked suspiciously at the strangers in front of him, clearly exhibiting some distrust.
But a subsequent voice interrupted him.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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...
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."
