"Bang!!"
The grave of Old Liu's biological father exploded. Clusters of black mist formed the shape of auspicious clouds and billowed up from the tomb.
Old Liu was stunned. He slumped to the ground on his backside, muttering to himself.
"The... the... the ancestral grave is smoking?!"
However, what flew out of the tomb was not his old man, but a white pennant propped up by a bamboo pole.
Old Liu's face was full of question marks.
What was even more bizarre was that this white pennant actually spoke!
"Oh, sorrowful Liu Gousheng, son of Liu Laojiu, do you desire power?"
Old Liu's brain almost crashed at this moment.
He didn't snap out of it until the white pennant asked him again.
A look of joy gradually welled up in his eyes.
That's right, this was the legendary fateful encounter!
To think that at my age, I, Old Liu, would still have such good fortune??
The heavens want me to prosper!
"Yes! I want power! I want to shatter the injustice and darkness of this world! I want to make everyone who bullied me tremble in fear!!"
"Oh, my friend, you are a true warrior! Then come! Grasp this power from the abyss and nightmares. Although this might cost you a tiny price, what does that matter?"
Reaching his twilight years, Old Liu suddenly got the script of a hot-blooded youth, and his long-dead heart began to beat wildly again.
However, just as his rough, aged hand reached toward the white pennant, another strong and vigorous young hand grabbed Old Liu's hand, extinguishing his hot-blooded script.
"Friend, this fortune is too great. You won't be able to handle it."
Old Liu turned his head to look at you.
"Who are you? Stop being a busybody and screw off!!"
The simplicity in Old Liu's eyes was gone, replaced by a layer of madness.
The beguiling power of the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant was simply too strong.
You knocked Old Liu out with a single punch and then kicked him to the side.
Old Liu was only at the Ninth Stage of Body Refining right now; he was no match for you at the Eighth Layer of Spirit Gathering.
Seeing that Old Liu was useless, the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant spoke to you instead.
"Oh, brave warrior! Do you desire power?"
You felt a wave of discomfort; the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant seemed to be trying to beguile you.
However, your trait Strictest Father of Alien Races included the effect of immunity against alien beguilement.
The Ten Thousand Soul Pennant wasn't human, so it was also an alien race.
Makes perfect sense.
The Ten Thousand Soul Pennant noticed something was wrong. Unlike Old Liu, your eyes didn't reveal an uncontrollable desire.
Then it had to increase the intensity.
"Oh, friend, do you desire to shatter the darkness and injustice of this world? Do you want to make those who bullied you..."
You yanked the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant right out of the tomb.
"So you're the so-called Ten Thousand Soul Pennant, huh?"
You didn't care about any of its nonsense and just started pummeling the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant with your fists.
Trying to beguile me?
Trying to control me?
Trying to use me?
In your dreams!
I'll beat you into submission first, and then you'll obediently serve me!
"Hey? Brave warrior? Good sir? Handsome guy! Why are you taking this so seriously? Want to be friends??"
As you were beating it, a loud snap rang out, and the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant broke!
"Holy crap! What kind of counterfeit, shoddy product is this??"
Although the pennant was broken, the black mist didn't dissipate. A sphere emitting a dark glow flew out of the pennant.
"Bastard! I finally found a clean white pennant! Ugh, where am I going to find such a fitting vessel now!"
"I say... what's the deal with you? Aren't you the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant? Why can you speak? Why don't you have a physical body?"
"Nonsense! I am the artifact spirit of an Immortal Artifact! I can still exist without my main body! It's just that I'll get weaker and weaker, so I need to quickly find a suck... I mean, a fated person to help each other out!"
You looked at it with suspicious eyes.
"Please do not insult my noble artifact integrity with your questioning gaze!"
After some friendly exchange, you gained a basic understanding of the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant's situation.
This guy was indeed just a mass of artifact spirit. Its main body had been lost at some unknown point in time.
Its memory regarding this was blurry because as it grew weaker, it couldn't retain many of its memories.
However, it wasn't surprising at all that this guy had been destroyed. This thing was absolutely an evil object. Whenever righteous cultivators discovered it, they would always try to destroy it.
But this didn't mean the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant was useless.
It could attach itself to any object and continue to function, but since it wasn't its main body, its power would be greatly discounted.
The closer the object it attached to was to the form and quality of its main body, the more power it could exert.
The spiritual artifacts used by martial artists were divided into different qualities, similar to cultivation methods.
They were categorized into Low-tier, Mid-tier, High-tier, Earth-tier, and Heaven-tier. And the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant was an Immortal Artifact, which was even higher than the Heaven-tier!
Right now, it was constantly growing weaker and needed to acknowledge a master as soon as possible, so it could be nourished by its master's body.
"Little brother, you really lucked out today!
Although you destroyed my carefully selected body, you and I are destined!
As long as you let me acknowledge you as my master, I will definitely help you marry a noble lady, become a high-ranking official, and reach the pinnacle of the martial dao in the future!"
"Acknowledging a master is fine, but let's get one thing straight first. You can't cause a backlash against me, like making me lose my lifespan, making me weak, or things like that."
"Nonsense! Where did this rumor come from? How could I, the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant, treat my master like that? If word of this got out, what would other Immortal Artifacts think of me? Do I not need face? Hmm? Answer me!"
You mentioned the situation from Old Liu's previous simulation. Of course, you didn't directly use Old Liu's deeds, but adapted it as a rumor you had heard.
"So you were worried about this.
Although I don't know which of my previous masters you're talking about, one thing is for sure.
He must have been eager to become stronger, so he had me refine a portion of his origin soul, providing him with a massive amount of cultivation in a short period of time.
Although this method offers a rapid boost, it severely reduces one's lifespan and depletes vitality. He wouldn't have lived long."
"Then apart from what you said about refining the origin soul, are there any other ways to help me gain extra cultivation?"
"Simple! Kill people! Go on a massive killing spree!
Right after those fresh lives die and before their souls dissipate, hand those delicious souls over to me! Slurp slurp!
Afterward, I will slowly refine those souls and obtain their soul power. We'll split it thirty-seventy. You increase your cultivation, and I repair my spirit body. We'll become stronger together!"
"It's not really appropriate for me to take seventy percent, is it."
"Hehe, you get thirty, I get seventy."
"Fifty-fifty."
"Thirty-seventy!"
"Fifty-fifty."
"Thirty-seventy!!"
"Thirty-seventy."
"Fifty-fifty!!!"
"Deal."
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"By the way, does killing demons work?"
"Killing demons is too much trouble! Those mortals are as fragile as paper. You are a dignified martial artist, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for you?"
["I will take that as a yes. How about this: from this day forward, you will join me in slaying demons and vanquishing fiends, capturing every malicious ghost and evil spirit across the world!"]
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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...
