The black mist this time was more exaggerated than the previous few times.
The thick black mist almost completely surrounded Li Hongtian. In the mist, a pair of sinister eyes faintly appeared and disappeared.
Li Hongtian's body shook violently, his skin instantly dried up, his face pale, his body weak.
Under the intense pain, blood mixed with sweat faintly flowed out of Li Hongtian's skin.
But his eyes showed a hint of madness.
The black mist forcibly surged into Li Hongtian's body. His eyes were sometimes violent, sometimes crazy, and his breath kept changing.
The tombstone of Grave Number Five also cracked silently.
Hey, can't hold it back anymore?
Li Hongtian's whole body trembled, he licked his dry lips, and took out a creepy little knife.
On the handle was a shrunken baby's head with its eyes closed.
He used all his strength and ruthlessly stabbed the dagger into his own heart without hesitation. Fresh blood kept flowing onto the baby's head along the knife.
The head creepily opened its eyes, glowing red, and its lips opened slightly, letting the blood flow into its mouth.
As the blood increased, the red light in the head's eyes became more intense.
Li Hongtian slowly closed his eyes and stopped breathing, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
The black mist began to struggle violently, but no matter how it roiled, it could not escape from Li Hongtian's body.
Finally...
The black mist was completely immersed in Li Hongtian's body.
As Li Hongtian's heart blood gradually drained, the baby's eyes gradually closed.
Then, this creepy little knife slowly drilled into Li Hongtian's skin inch by inch, leaving only the baby's head exposed.
After a long time...
Li Hongtian suddenly opened his eyes and slowly stood up.
But there was no more heartbeat or breathing.
He looked at his pale skin and smiled with satisfaction: Did it work?
Haha...
From today onwards, I, Li Hongtian, will have eternal life!
Faint wisps of black mist emanated from his body. He glanced indifferently at the cracked tombstone of Grave Number Five and walked out of the cemetery.
Suddenly, an old man silently stood in front of him, blocking Li Hongtian's way.
Li Hongtian was emotionless, his deadened eyes looking indifferently at the old man, without the previous fear: I'm immortal now. As a fellow clansman, are you going to stop me?
The old man was as frail as a candle fluttering in the wind. He shakily raised his right hand and pointed a finger at Li Hongtian's forehead.
Li Hongtian's forehead suddenly exploded, leaving a bloody hole.
Blood kept flowing out of his forehead, but soon the wound healed as the black mist surged.
Haha, I said, from now on, I'm immortal.
Li Hongtian sneered. He ignored the old man and walked away.
The old man looked deeply at Li Hongtian's back. His outstretched hand gently clenched.
Li Hongtian's body shook violently and exploded out of thin air, turning into a mist of blood. Countless small pieces of flesh kept writhing on the ground, trying to piece themselves back together.
But each piece of flesh was surrounded by a faint aura that prevented them from healing no matter how they tried to reattach.
Thick black mist enveloped the flesh pieces, emitting bursts of roaring sounds.
The old man silently watched the flesh pieces for a long time before disappearing like a phantom.
Only a faint laugh lingered in the air.
Ha...
It took several hours for the aura around the flesh pieces to gradually dissipate, leaving only a shadow of the black mist.
The flesh pieces quickly healed and restored Li Hongtian's original appearance.
But now his face was even paler than before. The calmness and confidence in his eyes were completely replaced by fear.
He...
What kind of existence was he?
Li Hongtian stood there in a daze, muttering to himself, his body constantly trembling with fear.
After a long time, he staggered away from the suburban cemetery, no longer calm and arrogant as before.
In Wang Ye's room.
Wang Ye sat on a pink fluffy sofa, looking at Zhou Han: Let's talk?
How romantic. Zhou Han shyly sat down with a blushing face.
...
Ji Ziqian?
Looking at Zhou Han, Wang Ye said lightly.
Zhou Han looked at Wang Ye in confusion: Who is Ji Ziqian?
Then, as if thinking of something, her face was full of grievance. Tears swirled in her beautiful eyes: Did you cheat on me behind my back with another woman?
No reaction?
Wang Ye withdrew his gaze that had been fixed on Zhou Han, and pondered slightly.
Really...don't remember?
Seeing Zhou Han looking as if she would cry at any moment, Wang Ye's expression was still cold: I believe your situation is not good either. Only cooperation can lead to mutual benefit.
The tears in Zhou Han's eyes receded. She looked at Wang Ye worriedly: Are you...stupid?
Glancing lightly at Zhou Han, Wang Ye shook his head slightly and stood up: When you make up your mind, you can come to me.
With that, Wang Ye opened the door and walked out.
Zhou Han sat on the sofa, her eyes blank for a moment, then turned cold.
Watching Wang Ye's departing back, Zhou Han's sexy lips curled into a faint smile: Hehe, little guy, do you think I'm stupid?
Outside...
Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, his back slightly damp with sweat.
Xiao Si was standing silently outside the door at some point, invisible, but ready to attack at any time.
Taking out his phone which now had Zhang ZiLiang's number, Wang Ye tapped and operated it for a while. An image appeared on the phone screen.
In the image, Zhou Han looked coldly at the direction of the door, her eyes full of indifference.
Heh, indeed, a person from decades ago doesn't know about surveillance cameras.
In the corner of the sofa opposite Zhou Han was a tiny camera aimed at Zhou Han.
Wang Ye silently turned off his phone, completely resolving one of his doubts. Lost in thought, he returned to his room, took out the densely filled diary, and kept writing in it.
After a long time, Wang Ye closed the diary and put it on the desk.
Since people came to the house often, it was better to put it openly on the table than to hide it.
Anyway, the diary was full of nonsense and mostly useless scribbles. Apart from himself, no one else could understand its contents.
Complicated threads intertwined in Wang Ye's mind.
Wang Ye closed his tired eyes to rest.
On the back of Xiao Si's head, chest and dantian were three half-burnt paper money talismans. He stood stiffly in the corner.
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ave】 Shen Qingling was a man with peerless looks, a cunning mind, and the ability to play both the aloof noble and the innocent sweetheart—a master of seduction who could outplay any player. But after an untimely death, he found himself bound to a system and transmigrated into the tragic "true young master" of a melodramatic novel. In the original story, his childhood sweetheart treated him as a backup plan, his fiancée swore to break off their engagement for the sake of the "fake young master," and his own sister saw him as the family's disgrace. He was nothing more than a rat everyone wanted to stomp on. System 077: "Your mission is to change the original fate and conquer the goddesses." Shen Qingling: "Thanks for the invite. If seduction had tiers, I’d be max level." His childhood sweetheart knelt, begging for forgiveness: "Qingling, I was wrong. Please give me another chance." His ex-fiancée refused to marry anyone else: "Shen Qingling, I was blind before. In this life, I’ll marry no one but you." A yandere CEO went mad for love: "Shen Qingling, you can only like me. I’ll stop at nothing to make you mine!" His green-tea sister clung to him daily: "Brother, look at me, won’t you? I’m more obedient than them—I love you the most~" At first, they scorned and trampled on him. Later, they burned themselves like moths to a flame, all for his sake. His looks were his weapon, his sweet words the bait—heroines obsessed over him, villains turned to madness for him. Shen Qingling became a true male siren, igniting battlefield after battlefield of women fighting for his affection. Years later, when System 077—now one of the elites—was asked how to become as outstanding as it, it lazily exhaled a smoke ring and replied: "Just know how to cheer ‘666’ at the right time."
