Under Wang Ye's home, the woman with the bronze nail nailed to her head stood in the residential area, looking up with vacant eyes silently gazing at the window of Wang Ye's home.
Blood kept dripping down from her forehead.
The passersby around seemed to turn a blind eye to this.
For a long time...
She retracted her gaze and walked into the corridor of Wang Ye's building.
In the quiet stairwell, the sound of footsteps kept echoing...
With the low thuds, the woman appeared at Wang Ye's door and stopped.
The woman's somewhat vacant eyes flashed a trace of color, then quickly dimmed again without making any more sounds, like a lifeless body.
...
Inside the room, Wang Ye wearily sat on the sofa to rest.
In just two short weeks, too many things had happened, keeping his nerves tense all the time.
Taking out the Lei Yin fruit from his pocket, looking at the mysterious stripes covering the golden fruit, a flash of brightness appeared in Wang Ye's eyes.
"All effort will lead to reward."
A trace of satisfaction showed on Wang Ye's face. Then he gently bit into the Lei Yin fruit.
The next second, the Lei Yin fruit lit up with brilliant golden light, illuminating the entire room brightly...
Outside the door, strands of golden light spilled out, shining on the woman's body. The numb expression on the woman's face twisted slightly, a bizarre color flashing through her eyes.
Silent for a few seconds, the woman retreated two steps back, hiding outside the golden light, and stood motionless again.
Inside the room, Wang Ye felt a hot flow going down his throat.
Unlike the forced pouring in the post office, this energy was much milder, continuously flowing inside Wang Ye's body.
He could clearly feel his body's functions, just strengthened not long ago, enhancing again.
And his skin turned translucent and crystal clear, giving off faint golden light.
After a long time, the golden light gradually faded away. Wang Ye closed his eyes, sensing the changes inside his body, a trace of smile at the corners of his mouth.
Compared to before, his physical fitness had risen another level.
Clenching his fist, Wang Ye thought for a bit...
Now without using any abilities, he could probably match half a Yang Chen.
Each time an ability awakened, this energy would wash over his body once, achieving the strengthening effect. He had only awakened once, yet his body had been enhanced three times.
Wang Ye increasingly looked forward to the next awakening.
Just as Wang Ye could barely withstand the tiredness and was about to fall asleep, the phone rang.
Wang Ye frowned slightly, looking at Zhang ZiLiang's name somewhat helplessly.
"Hey, Wang Ye, come to headquarters, there's a meeting," Zhang ZiLiang's voice was as calm as ever.
Wang Ye said tiredly, "Does the logistics department's meeting need me to participate...I'm a bit tired today."
"It's headquarters' meeting."
Zhang ZiLiang paused for a few seconds, "Regarding team spots allocation."
...
Wang Ye breathed out slightly, massaging his temples, "Wait for me."
After speaking, Wang Ye hung up the phone, vigorously rubbed his face to invigorate himself, tidied up simply, and opened the door.
The moment this door opened...
Wang Ye was completely spirited. His entire person rapidly retreated backwards.
The hemp ropes had entwined his hands somehow without him noticing, the bloodstained bone knife tied between the ropes and his palms. His other hand radiated blood red light, a ghostly face surfacing on his palm, revealing an eerie smile.
In just three seconds, all hidden cards were revealed.
All because of where he was standing...
A woman was standing there.
A woman who should have been sealed.
Back then at 404, he had nailed that nail in with his own hands.
After Wang Ye's series of actions, the woman seemed unaware, standing stiffly in place, eyes vacant, the bronze nail still nailed to her forehead.
Wang Ye stood in place, silently confronting the woman.
Sweat kept dripping down his forehead, but Wang Ye didn't dare make any movements, his gaze fixed tightly on the woman.
Damn!
How did she get out!
Why did she come looking for him!
Wang Ye's mind involuntarily recalled when he left Shen Yuan residential area, the woman standing at the window watching him with resentful eyes.
That creepy feeling was still fresh in Wang Ye's memory.
As time passed slowly, the cold sweat had soaked Wang Ye's clothes, but the woman kept standing in place, keeping Wang Ye's heart suspended nervously.
And doubts gradually flashed through Wang Ye's eyes as he stared fixedly at the bronze nail.
The bronze nail was still firmly nailed into the woman's forehead.
"Could it be...she's still sealed?"
"But how did she appear at my door...using her consciousness?"
Wang Ye gradually figured it out in his mind, but couldn't confirm. To be safe, he took out his phone and called Zhou Han.
"Hey, come over, something's up."
Without waiting for Zhou Han to speak, Wang Ye decisively hung up, still watching the woman coldly.
Probably a few seconds later, the door across slammed open and Zhou Han rushed over angrily, "Wang Ye, what are you doing! You think I'm your maid?"
As Zhou Han came to the woman's side, Wang Ye's pupils slightly contracted, his gaze fixed tightly on the woman.
Seeing that the woman had no reaction at all, only then did he slowly relax, looking at Zhou Han, "Just wanted to introduce a new neighbor to you."
As he spoke, Wang Ye pointed at the woman.
Zhou Han reflexively looked over, then his hair instantly stood on end as he rapidly retreated backwards, leaning against the wall with five golden flying knives dancing in midair.
"Wang Ye, damn you!"
"You tricked me!"
Zhou Han kept his eyes on the woman while gnashing his teeth and cursing fiercely.
Five now huh?
The prayer beads really enhanced her psychic power it seems.
Wang Ye silently analyzed, then revealed an innocent expression, "I'm just introducing you to the new neighbor, to say hi."
As Wang Ye's voice fell, the woman stiffly turned around and looked at Zhou Han, raising her arm eerily and waving at Zhou Han with vacant eyes.
Wang Ye, Zhou Han silently watched this scene, both gasping.
Wang Ye was even more creeped out!
He had said to greet her, he didn't expect this woman...
To actually do it!
And Zhou Han was terrified that this woman actually listened to Wang Ye's words!
"I...I won't dissect you, can you make her stop looking at me?" Zhou Han looked at Wang Ye aggrievedly, a trace of fear in her eyes.
Wang Ye thought for a bit, "Take one step forward and look at me."
As his voice fell, the woman really took a step forward and turned her head, looking at Wang Ye vacantly.
What is going on!
Wang Ye's expression was solemn, his mind racing.
After a long time, a trace of madness flashed through his eyes.
He knew this woman was powerful! If he could control her, in the short term he would definitely gain Top Tier combat strength in Beijing City.
Although there might be some risks...
But...
Wang Ye had never been afraid to gamble.
Mad gambler Wang Ye...online!

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”