The key to this world is that the Demon Venerable Ning Xiaoyao and the Qianling Sect's proud daughter of heaven, Xu Ruolin, developed feelings for each other, which triggered a war between the righteous and demonic factions. During the second great war, Ning Xiaoyao couldn't bear to kill Xu Ruolin and willingly used his body to block a sword, ultimately ending up reduced to ashes. Because of this, Xu Ruolin also realized that she deeply loved Ning Xiaoyao. However, she couldn't ask anyone else for help. After thinking it over, she thought of you. She painstakingly cultivated you just to create a suitable body for Ning Xiaoyao.
Little Hei finished explaining the key points in one breath.
Fang Zhiyi nodded; this kind of trope was quite familiar to him.
Suddenly, a person wearing the same outer sect disciple uniform appeared in front of him. He frowned and looked at Fang Zhiyi: Handyman, have you washed the clothes I told you to wash?
Fang Zhiyi didn't even look at him, but instead asked Little Hei, Your state isn't right... Are you hiding something from me?
Little Hei pondered for a moment: ...I don't think I should hide it from you, so I'm going to give you two choices.
Hey? Are you deaf? The disciple became a little angry, stepped forward, and kicked the basin, sending water splashing everywhere.
You can return to your original world now... Little Hei said.
Fang Zhiyi's eyes suddenly widened. Really?
Yeah... After all, we've come this far...
Then what is the other choice you're giving me?
You dare to ignore me? The disciple stepped forward to grab Fang Zhiyi's collar, but Fang Zhiyi directly slapped his hand away. Instead, he grabbed the disciple's hair and shoved his face straight into the washbasin full of clothes.
...Continue transmigrating with me. Little Hei glanced at the flailing, struggling disciple. But it might be a bit dangerous. However, you need to know... you are also its target.
Fang Zhiyi frowned and began to think.
But thinking of that monster he saw before entering this world, he shook his head. I really don't think I have the ability to deal with that thing, especially since you said it's even stronger than you...
Little Hei stared at Fang Zhiyi. Do you remember the last time you returned to your own body? It had its eyes on you long ago.
Fang Zhiyi asked in return, But it can't always be like this... How much time will it take? How many worlds do we need to go to?
Wait, that guy in your hands is about to die.
Fang Zhiyi lifted his hand, and the disciple gasped for air. Having just recovered, he glared at Fang Zhiyi. You trash... blub blub blub...
It's fine, he can still hold on.
Honestly, I don't know how long it will take either... Actually, I noticed it looking for me earlier... so I've always been very careful. But there's no helping it. It won't allow an existence like me to continue growing and threaten its position... Even if you choose to go back and live a normal person's life now, it won't let you off.
Why do I feel like you're threatening me?
I'm not threatening you, I'm just stating the facts.
Fang Zhiyi and Little Hei fell silent at the same time; only that disciple was constantly struggling.
So you later started looking for taskers like me to confuse it.
I had that in mind, but it was also to absorb the power needed to grow. Little Hei was quite honest.
Fang Zhiyi felt a bit helpless. I just don't understand. Can't existences like you coexist peacefully? Why must you fight and kill?
If you were a villain, would you show mercy to those who might pose a threat to you in the future?
I find that your brain has gotten quite sharp now.
I'm flattered.
Fang Zhiyi lifted the disciple's head up again. The disciple's face was now deathly pale. Looking at Fang Zhiyi, he was scared.
Junior Brother, Junior Brother, spare me this time, I was wrong, I was wrong!
Fang Zhiyi frowned slightly. Get lost.
He released the disciple, and the guy scrambled out, crawling and stumbling. He was probably going to tattle.
You have to let me think about it... Honestly, I don't think I can help you much, just like I don't think you can help me much either.
Little Hei shrugged his shoulders; his demeanor was simply a miniature version of Fang Zhiyi.
It all depends on your own choice... It's just that since it can send people to directly attack you, you probably won't be able to live a peaceful life.
Little Hei... You've learned quite a bit of human thinking from me, but there's one thing you haven't learned.
What is it?
Emotion.
Little Hei looked at Fang Zhiyi with some confusion.
What I mean is... bonds, do you understand? Of course, you don't have a mother, so you wouldn't understand.
I feel like you're cursing me, and cursing me really harshly at that. Little Hei suddenly laughed. But I think I know your choice.
Fang Zhiyi stood up. Listening to the clamor outside the door, he straightened his clothes.
No one doesn't want to go home... No matter what, take it one day at a time and do what needs to be done. Let's solve the trouble in front of us first.
Fang Zhiyi! Come out! To think you dared to lay a hand on me! You're just a piece of trash at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet you dared to sneak attack me! The disciple who had been let go earlier was now full of anger. To make himself look better, he even described Fang Zhiyi's actions as a sneak attack.
And behind him stood several helpers.
I used to find it strange that no matter what world it is, bullying always exists. Fang Zhiyi pushed open the door and looked at the people in front of him.
Come out! Today I want you to kowtow and apologize to me! If it weren't for the fact that you stole the spirit herbs from Eldest Senior Sister and the others back then, you'd still just be a piece of trash at the Qi Condensation stage! Do you think you can really reach the heavens in a single bound? Even if you absorbed the spirit herbs, you're still just a...
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him. Yo, your hairstyle is quite unique. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?
These words entered the disciple's ears, no different from naked provocation.
Trash! Today I'll teach you a good lesson!
Some disciples watching the commotion around them were whispering. They originally looked down on the honest Fang Zhiyi, and were even more filled with jealousy after he suddenly obtained a fortuitous encounter and broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage.
But Fang Zhiyi calmly took a step forward.
Suddenly, the entire scene quieted down.
Senior Brother, did you feel that just now? Someone suddenly looked around.
Yes, it seems... Someone frowned. The spiritual energy is flowing rapidly!
Everyone present was a cultivating disciple. Their ability to perceive spiritual energy was almost as simple as breathing and drinking water, and they also noticed that the spiritual energy around them was currently surging continuously toward that piece of trash.
You look quite like a giant vacuum cleaner, Little Hei said slowly. But with the original owner's body, is it really okay for you to do this?
Heh... It was fine when you didn't mention it, but once you brought up that I can go home... it makes me a little impatient.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
