Mo Tianxiao narrowed his eyes and looked. Seeing that the two were only at the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence stage, he felt a pang of relief. If they were at the Saint King stage, it would have been truly troublesome. Fortunately, they were only at the peak of Tribulation Transcendence—what a good soul possession!
“How dare you, evil cultivators, commit such heinous crimes! Repent within my banner!”
Mo Tianxiao flipped his hand, and a five-colored bowl appeared in his palm. He tossed it into the air, and immediately the bowl burst forth with five-colored light, transforming into an imprisonment cage that shot toward the two old monsters who had taken over others’ bodies.
The two took a closer look, their expressions filled with surprise. “It’s actually a Saint artifact. Little girl, you really are a perfect gift! Bringing us so many treasures!”
The two were not flustered at all. One gripped a dagger and smashed the cage formed by the Five Elements Bowl. “Little girl, you can’t unleash the full power of a Saint artifact, but we can!”
The daggers gleamed with cold light. The two mobilized the power of their Saint King-level souls to drive their Saint artifacts. Immediately, the two icy daggers radiated a faint blue glow, surging with endless baleful energy. The two seemed to transform into two venomous serpents, their figures flickering as they vanished entirely into the darkness.
“Little girl, do you think you can fight us just because you have a soul-targeting treasure?”
“Hahahahaha! You’re a Blood God Palace assassin, right? You should know that the thing assassins are best at is killing—have you decided how you want to die?”
Two different voices came from all directions.
Meanwhile, the soul trapped within the Soul Refining Array shouted fiercely, “Take control of her quickly! Remove the formation—don’t damage her body!”
“Don’t worry, old ghost. We won’t harm the body you’re about to take over. But thinking about you turning into such a beautiful woman all of a sudden makes us feel a little stirred... Hahahahaha!”
“After you possess her, why don’t you let us...”
Swish!
The two who had been hiding their forms were still spewing filthy words, not taking Mo Tianxiao seriously at all. But in an instant, one of their heads flew off, their face still bearing a lecherous grin, as if they hadn’t even noticed their head was gone.
“What?!”
The other person hidden in the shadows was horrified. He frantically scanned his surroundings but failed to spot Mo Tianxiao.
“Blood Stealth Technique?”
“What’s going on here?”
Even with all three in the same realm, he couldn’t discover the other’s trace!
Slap!
Mo Tianxiao tossed the headless corpse into the Soul Refining Array, her voice echoing from all sides, “Hehehe... the tables have turned! Are you trembling yet, you old wretch?”
The remaining old monster’s figure was exposed from the void. He warily looked around, raising his dagger, his expression extremely grave, daring not to show any carelessness.
“Fellow cultivator, you conceal your methods so skillfully. I must admit, we underestimated you.”
He never expected Mo Tianxiao could render his Blood Stealth Technique useless. What kind of arts were these? He had never even heard of them.
“Fellow cultivator, you can deal with these two old fools however you want. I have no intention of becoming your enemy. Let’s turn from foes to friends instead—I can offer you many benefits.”
“Whether it’s cultivation techniques or mystic arts, I can give them to you. I guarantee smooth breakthrough to the Saint realm.”
“Moreover, there’s the Heavenly Tribulation Pill! As a peak Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, you should be aware of the work needed to break through to the Saint realm. I am an alchemist; I can refine tribulation pills for you for free.”
Mo Tianxiao’s expression shifted with a sly tone from hiding. “Old fellow, you sure know how to read the room, don’t you? Not bad—I like types like you.”
Hearing this, the man’s face lit up with joy. “We’ve all spent so much effort cultivating to this level; there’s no need to make trouble for each other. The fact that you were sent here means you must be a Blood Son, right?”
“I am a core elder of the Blood God Palace. In the future, when you compete for the Blood God Throne, I can help you!”
“Fellow cultivator, why don’t you withdraw your divine skill? We’re all on the same side now.”
A murderous light flickered in the man’s eyes as his voice grew alluring. “Let me humbly tell you a little secret: as long as you stay in the Blood God Palace, you can even survive the heavenly tribulation might...”
Boom!
The Five Elements Bowl materialized out of the void and inverted itself above the man’s head. The majestic pressure trapped him in place.
“Think twice, fellow! If you kill us, you won’t be able to leave alive either!” The old monster hurriedly activated his dagger to resist the Bowl’s pressure, shouting loudly, “The Blood God won’t let you go with each step. If you kill us, your outcome will only be worse!”
Swish!
The Nine Tribulation Sacred Sword, wreathed in a fearsome Saint might, cleaved through the void, cutting the man in half—even the dagger he used to defend himself. His soul tried to flee, but the Five Elements Bowl sealed it, tossing it directly into the Soul Refining Array.
“Aaaaah! You will die a wretched death! The Blood God won’t forgive you!”
Huff.
Mo Tianxiao appeared from the void, turned her wrist, and the Nine Tribulation Sacred Sword dispelled its Saint might.
“Unsealing just eight layers gives such divine power… no wonder master gave me this.”
She gazed at the sword in her hand, quite pleased. This sword might be even more powerful than her imagination.
She put away the sacred sword and finished cleaning her gear. Then Mo Tianxiao settled down to await Master Yun refining the souls of those three Saint King peak cultivators.
Mo Tianxiao began to wander around the cave dwelling, trying to find something valuable. Apart from three withered, ancient bodies left to sit and decay, there was nothing worthwhile. The three corpses had long lost any vitality—they couldn’t even be turned into puppets, utterly useless.
Indeed, the souls of a Saint King were tough to refine. Even stripped of their attack power, they resisted the Soul Refining Array for several days before being completely subdued.
In the end, the three unwillingly turned into vengeful spirits, gaining eternity within the Human Emperor Banner.
Mo Tianxiao held the Human Emperor Banner and said, “Since you gentlemen know what’s good for you, I grant you everlasting life. Be very grateful to me.”
“Thank you, Master, for granting us eternal life!”
The three souls, now wiped clean of awareness, had become loyal members of the Human Emperor Banner.
By examining their memories, Mo Tianxiao discovered that the so-called Blood God Alternation Ritual was nothing but a scam. Choosing the heir for the Blood God was merely a way to select the most gifted one among Zhou Muxi and the other candidates—so that the Blood God could possess them.
Every previous Blood God used this approach to cling to life until they had a chance to break through to the Emperor realm, or until they could no longer possess other bodies.
Of course, the hope of surpassing their previous selves was nothing but empty delusion. No matter how gifted the possessed lot might be, they could barely match their former selves after possession; this was a rule of the universe, hard for anyone to break.
As the number of possession attempts increased, restrictions only grew stronger, and their Dao heart became only more fractured, until ultimately there was no escape from death. Still, some old bastards preferred to drag out existence with these methods, unwilling to let it all end.
From the memories of the three grotesque spirits, Mo Tianxiao also learned how to leave the cave dwelling. But she was a little afraid to go out.
According to their memories, the Blood God outside was feeble and aging—but an unequivocal half Emperor in true cultivation level.
Knowing he could never survive the upcoming tribulation of ascension and with his lifespan running short, he decided to resolve both problems in one stroke through possession—neither having to undergo the tribulation nor face death.
“A quasi-emperor... this is troublesome indeed.”
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."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?"
