On the snowy plains.
"Cough! Cough, cough, cough! Cough!"
Liu Han had just retrieved the necklace when he heard a series of coughs.
He anxiously asked,
"Old Qin! Are you alright? Has your soul been damaged?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine. That attack just now wasn't even one percent of my full strength, cough, cough! I just need to rest for seven days. Take care of yourself during these seven days."
After Old Qin finished speaking, the luster of the jade necklace dimmed.
He was going into temporary hibernation.
Rustle—
At that moment, Ye Wangchuan arrived with Li Luo in tow.
"Are you alright?"
Ye Wangchuan inquired.
Liu Han concealed the urgency in his eyes and forced a smile, saying,
"Everything's fine. Brother Ye, you wouldn't believe it, but that snake just fell from the sky and died on impact."
"Is that so? By the way, there's an altar over there. Let's go take a look."
Ye Wangchuan didn't press further and casually changed the subject.
Liu Han nodded.
Beside them,
"Hah, ha-choo!"
"Ugh~ It's so cold! Ye Wangchuan, can I crawl into your clothes?"
Li Luo, shivering all over, burrowed into Ye Wangchuan's clothes.
Since Ye Wangchuan's cultivation had reached the second level, he had a high resistance to cold.
His body temperature was warm and comforting.
Li Luo poked his head out from Ye Wangchuan's collar, looking quite content.
"Ah~ Much better here."
[Villain Emotional Value +100]
[Villain Emotional Value +100]
"Hey, you... I'll get you a coat, so get out of there."
Feeling the cold sensation against his skin, Ye Wangchuan tugged at Li Luo's collar, trying to pull him out of his clothes.
"Eh~"
Li Luo grumbled reluctantly and then said,
"Nine cultivation pills."
"No, fifteen."
"Fine, fifteen it is!"
Li Luo agreed without hesitation.
After all, ever since they entered this secret realm, the system had been acting like a charity.
Killing enemies, slaying monsters, or collecting treasures—all of it yielded a ton of Villain Emotional Value.
It was hilarious; he had more than enough Villain Emotional Value to spare!
And even while hiding in Ye Wangchuan's clothes, the Villain Emotional Value kept pouring in.
As Li Luo thought about this, he reached out and touched Ye Wangchuan's abs.
[Villain Emotional Value +100]
[Villain Emotional Value +100]
Ohoho!
Just a couple of touches, and the emotional value spiked. This Ye Wangchuan was such a pushover~
……
……
Soon.
The group arrived at the altar.
The altar was made of black stone bricks, with a thick layer of snow piled on top.
In the center of the altar was a raised mound of snow.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, took out a fan, and with a strong gust of wind, swept away the snow in the center!
The object beneath the snow mound was revealed.
It was a skeleton, sitting upright in the center of the altar.
However, the three of them had strong mental fortitude and weren't frightened by the skeleton.
Ye Wangchuan examined the skeleton closely.
In its left hand, it held a frozen heart, while its right hand cradled a book.
In front of it was a sword covered in frost.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, picked up the book, and looked at it together with Liu Han.
……
……
The contents of the letter:
Day 1.
A light appeared on a spiritual mountain. Then, the sect sent me in.
As soon as I entered, I found myself underground.
Fortunately, the vines here glowed, and since I was already at the second level, I wouldn't die anytime soon.
Day 2.
I spent the day trying to climb out, but I couldn't make it.
This place is really deep.
Day 3.
Climbed again, still didn't make it out.
Day 4.
Climbed again, still didn't make it out.
Day 7.
Climbed again, still didn't make it out.
Day 14.
Maybe I should try a different approach.
If I can reach the third level, maybe I can get out.
But it took me ten years just to reach the second level. Who knows how long it'll take to reach the third?
Year 1.
Cultivating.
Year 3.
Cultivating.
Year 10.
Cultivating.
Year 20.
There's a small snake down here?
I started feeding it a bit of spiritual energy every day, hoping it would gain sentience soon.
Being alone is really tough.
Year 31.
I suddenly had a bold idea!
Year 32.
The snake laid eggs. Now there will be more snakes to keep me company. I won't have to endure loneliness anymore!
Year 50.
Cultivating.
Year 80.
Haha, I did it! I did it! I finally broke through to the third level! Eighty years! It took me eighty years!
Since the secret realm doesn't provide cultivation resources like the sect does, it took almost twice as long as it would have outside.
But I made it! Now I can finally return to the outside world!
I wonder how the sect is doing, how my junior sister is doing.
Year ××.
Where is the exit?!!! (The handwriting is frantic, with many parts of the paper torn.)
I made it out of the underground, but where is the exit? Where is it?!
I searched for decades! Decades!
Why?! Why am I the only human in this entire secret realm? Where is the exit? Where is it?!
Is this a time-limited secret realm? Why didn't the sect tell me?! Why didn't they tell me?!
When will it open again? How many years from now?
Year ××.
I returned underground. At least there, I have my wife and my children.
Even if they're just mindless snakes.
I need to cultivate! I need to cultivate! I need to cultivate! I need to reach the seventh level and tear this damned secret realm apart with my bare hands!!!!
Year 200.
Cultivating.
Year 300.
Cultivating.
Year 400.
Haha, I've broken through to the fourth level! The difference between the fourth and third levels is no joke! I feel like my life itself has evolved!
But I still can't get out.
Year 500.
Hello, future visitor. (The handwriting suddenly became neat, a stark contrast to the frantic scribbles of the past few centuries.)
By the time you read this, I will already be gone.
The reason is simple.
I couldn't hold on anymore.
Five hundred years! Five hundred years without speaking to another human being!
I was so lonely. So, so lonely. So painful.
No matter how much I tried, beasts are still just beasts.
Yesterday, the first snake I met, my wife, passed away.
Its cultivation wasn't high enough, and its lifespan was only five hundred years.
That was the final straw for me.
So I decided.
To end my own life.
To ensure that no one else falls into this bottomless pit like I did, I've left my legacy here.
The heart in my left hand has been nourished by cold energy for a hundred years. Even after my death, it will continue to be nourished by my body.
It contains a vast amount of cold energy and my malice. Consuming it will grant you the Frost Malevolence Body.
Be careful not to lose yourself to madness.
As for the sword in front of me, it was forged from the bones of my wife and my own kindness. It is the Ice Bone Sword.
The spiritual bones of a five-hundred-year-old demon beast should be quite powerful, right?
However, to prevent unworthy individuals from defiling my wife, I've placed a restriction on it.
Only the purest and most righteous of heart may wield this sword.
One of malice, one of kindness—this is my life's legacy.
Good luck, future visitor!
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
