"Price?"
Mo Tianxiao pondered for a moment. "This junior hasn't really thought about it."
"However, if Senior truly wishes to reconstruct a physical body, or retrieve your previous one, relying on a guy like Xiao Fan is definitely impossible.
Of course, even I could only do my best, but at the very least, following me means Senior won't have to hide and scurry about every day like you do with Xiao Fan.
Furthermore, I possess a treasure that nourishes the divine soul. Senior only needs to stay inside to recover your soul power, awaiting the day you can see the light again.
As for compensation, in Senior's current state, there is no point in discussing it. It won't be too late to talk about compensation after Senior obtains a physical body and recovers your strength."
Seeing Elder Yun deep in thought, Mo Tianxiao continued, "Senior should know a bit about my character. Although I am a disciple of the Demonic Sect, from the moment I discovered Senior until now, I have never exposed Senior's existence to anyone."
"Though my strength is meager, I am still the personal disciple of a Quasi-Emperor. If I truly harbored ill intentions toward Senior, I'm afraid Senior and Xiao Fan wouldn't have lived to see today."
"Elder, Elder Yun, you don't actually believe him, do you?! The words of demonic cultivators cannot be trusted! Only I! Mmph, mmph, mmph..."
Ao Dalong grabbed Xiao Fan by the throat, lifting him into the air, and said fiercely, "When my big brother is speaking, is it your place to interrupt?!"
Xiao Fan struggled desperately, but in Ao Dalong's hands, he was like a loach, completely powerless to resist.
Elder Yun also noticed Ao Dalong's strength. He was actually a Saint Realm cultivator. A Saint Realm cultivator was calling little friend Mo big brother?
In just a brief moment, Elder Yun had already deduced that Mo Tianxiao was not someone this fellow Xiao Fan could compare to. Following Mo Tianxiao would absolutely be countless times better than following Xiao Fan.
However, he wasn't sure if Mo Tianxiao was telling the truth or lying.
"Could little friend Mo take out that soul-nourishing treasure for me to see?"
Elder Yun's heart was wavering.
With a wave of his hand, Mo Tianxiao summoned the Human Emperor Banner. It appeared in his grasp, radiating a brilliant golden light and overflowing with the aura of divine souls.
"This treasure is called the Soul Nourishing Flag. It is inherently a treasure that accelerates the cultivation of soul power. If Senior is willing to trust this junior, you can stay within this flag to recover your soul power from now on."
Sensing the dense soul power emitting from the Human Emperor Banner, Elder Yun was somewhat surprised. "What a miraculous treasure, to actually possess such rich soul power."
Just as he was about to inspect it closely, Mo Tianxiao immediately took out a rare heavenly treasure. "Senior, this is a rare item for recovering soul power that I chanced upon in the past. Over the years, Senior's soul power has likely depleted quite a bit. This rare item is useless to me, so I offer it to Senior."
The rare item flew from Mo Tianxiao's hand toward Elder Yun. Elder Yun naturally recognized this item; wasn't it the exact same one that fool Xiao Fan was scammed out of back then?
"Mmph, mmph, mmph!"
Seeing this rare item, Xiao Fan was so infuriated he almost broke free from Ao Dalong's restraint.
"Behave yourself!"
"Elder Yun, what do you think? I believe you have already seen this junior's sincerity."
Elder Yun looked at the rare item in his hands, a myriad of thoughts swirling in his mind.
Whenever he thought about how Xiao Fan had actually given this rare item to someone else for the sake of a strange woman, he couldn't help but get angry.
Knowing full well that he needed this rare item to recover his soul power, Xiao Fan had still given it away without hesitation.
In Xiao Fan's heart, he was perhaps nothing more than a tool to become stronger, not even comparable to a random passerby.
Thinking of this, Elder Yun's gaze grew much firmer. "Little friend Mo, this old man has made up his mind. I believe you. As for this Xiao Fan, you can deal with him however you please. I will absolutely not interfere."
"Mmph, mmph, mmph, mmph!"
Xiao Fan desperately shook his head, his eyes red. He panicked; his biggest trump card was gone!
What should he do?! Falling into Mo Tianxiao's hands, he definitely wouldn't have a good end!
Mo Tianxiao glanced at Xiao Fan, then cupped his hands toward Elder Yun. "This junior will definitely not make Senior regret this. Since that's the case, please enter the treasure first to recover your divine soul, lest this unfilial fellow Xiao Fan upset you."
Elder Yun took one last look at Xiao Fan and gently shook his head. "Xiao Fan, I owe you nothing. The fate between you and me ends here."
With that said, Elder Yun dove into the Human Emperor Banner without looking back.
However, after Elder Yun entered the Human Emperor Banner, the originally brilliant golden supreme treasure turned eerie and sinister, reverting to its original state of emitting black smoke.
"Hmm!?"
"Something's wrong!"
As soon as Elder Yun entered the Human Emperor Banner, he saw thousands upon thousands of dark spirits floating inside. It was a ghastly scene resembling the netherworld hell.
"This is... the Ten Thousand Soul Banner?!"
"Little friend Mo, you deceived this old man!"
Elder Yun wanted to rush out, but he was firmly imprisoned by the formations within the Human Emperor Banner.
The corners of Mo Tianxiao's mouth curled up, revealing a smile. "Don't panic, Senior. Don't worry about what kind of banner this is. Either way, it can recover your soul power, right?"
"It can even allow you to cultivate your soul power to be stronger than it was at your peak."
"This junior is not someone who breaks his promises. I won't erase your consciousness. Senior can just focus on recovering with peace of mind. The previous promise is still valid."
"You!"
Elder Yun's expression was somewhat unwilling. He really wanted to curse him out, but cursing would be useless now.
Having entered this place, he was destined to be at this guy's mercy. The fact that the other party wasn't erasing his consciousness was already giving him face.
"Sigh... Ultimately, this old man was too hasty. Little friend Mo is truly worthy of being the heir to the Demonic Sect. You really live up to the name."
"Senior overpraises me. At the end of the day, it was that fellow Xiao Fan who disappointed you too much."
Having harvested the remnant soul of a Great Emperor, Mo Tianxiao was in a very good mood.
Not erasing his consciousness, doesn't that amount to eternal life?
This fellow, Elder Yun, truly found a blessing in disguise.
The disaster was naturally meeting that guy Xiao Fan, and the blessing was gaining eternal life within the Human Emperor Banner.
[Snatched the greatest golden finger of the Child of Destiny. Aligns with villainous behavior. Villain Points +18,888!]
[Lost protection. Child of Destiny Xiao Fan's Destiny Points decreased. Kill success rate increased. Currently at 100%.]
"Xiao Fan, oh Xiao Fan, do you know why you ended up like this today?"
Ao Dalong let go of Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan looked at Mo Tianxiao with a terrified expression. "Let me go, and I promise I'll never cause you trouble again!"
"Swish!"
The Nine Tribulations Holy Sword slashed across Xiao Fan's neck. A head flew into the air, and blood spilled across the sky.
"Do you think I'm running a charity? So noisy."
Severing Xiao Fan with a single sword strike, he grabbed the other party's divine soul and threw it into the Human Emperor Banner. "Senior, I've sent this rebellious disciple in for you. Train him well. Cultivate a great general for me."
[Slain Child of Destiny Xiao Fan. Plundered destiny successfully. Destiny Points +10,000!]
Mo Tianxiao looked at Xiao Fan's headless corpse and incinerated it with a burst of flames. A chunk of Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice, three clusters of differently colored heavenly rare flames, and a mostly intact heart faintly surrounded by Sanskrit chanting floated in the air.
"A massive harvest! This dog had quite a few good things."
"I'll keep the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice for now. The three rare flames can be used for alchemy. As for this Buddha Heart..."
A Quasi-Emperor level Buddha Heart was the root cause of Xiao Fan's rapid cultivation progress.
"Dalong, this is for you."
"Thanks, big brother!"
Faced with such a good thing, Ao Dalong (Ao Big Dragon) did not stand on ceremony and swallowed it in a single gulp.
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...
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
