“However, they are merely two demonic beasts. The Ten Thousand Mountains and the Chaotic Star Sea are far too distant from here to pose any threat to me.”
Blood God’s expression remained utterly unchanged; he still maintained that, aside from his waning lifespan, there was nothing in the entire Xuanhuang Realm that could threaten his life.
As long as he didn’t court death, no one could kill him. Such was his confidence.
“Anything else? If not, I shall make my move.”
As he spoke, Blood God had already raised his hand. A massive blood-colored hand coalesced above everyone’s heads, radiating a terrifying oppressive aura.
“Rest assured, I will merely extinguish your souls. It will be quick—you won’t feel any pain.”
Seeing this, Huang Xiaoyao immediately stepped forward, ready to toss the feather in her hand to buy some time, but Mo Tianxiao stopped her before she could act.
“Wait! Lord Blood God, please wait a moment!”
Mo Tianxiao pulled Huang Xiaoyao and the others behind him. “Since Lord Blood God shows no leniency at all, allow me to make my final stand.”
“Brother Tianxiao?”
Huang Xiaoyao looked at Mo Tianxiao in confusion.
Mo Tianxiao’s gaze was calm, but inwardly he was flustered. He transmitted a message to Huang Xiaoyao: “Xiaoyao, I’m not sure if this trick of mine will work. If it doesn’t, I’ll need you to stall for us.”
Huang Xiaoyao gave a slight nod. “Got it!”
The blood-colored hand above them remained suspended, showing no sign of dissipating. Blood God glanced down at Mo Tianxiao. “I told you, stalling won’t change your fate.”
The group stared at Blood God’s detached expression, their hearts filled with a desire to see him torn to pieces.
A half-step emperor, scheming against a group of juniors—if word got out, cultivators of the same level would laugh their teeth out.
Mo Tianxiao pulled out a jade token, his expression unusually tense. “Blood God, among the half-step emperors I’ve encountered, you may not be the strongest, but you’re certainly the most shameless, the boldest, and the stingiest.”
“We worked our asses off for the Blood God Palace, yet you withheld ten sacred artifacts from us. Damn you! You hold back our sacred artifacts, and on top of that, you scheme against us. You have no shame whatsoever! Not only that, but you even dared to send assassins after me.”
Though they hadn’t exactly labored tirelessly for the Blood God Palace, that didn’t make him any less pissed about Blood God keeping their ten sacred artifacts.
“Blood God, if you don’t finish me off today, I swear I’ll finish you sooner or later.”
The group stared at Mo Tianxiao, their expressions stunned.
Zhou Muxi couldn’t even fully grasp what Mo Tianxiao was saying, but cursing and threatening a half-step emperor like that—she had to admit, this kid was truly fearless.
Blood God’s movements froze for a moment, and a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. For a second, he even wondered if he had misheard.
“You...”
“Shut up! You’re not worthy to speak to me. Take it up with my master!”
With that, Mo Tianxiao hesitated no longer. In front of everyone, he crushed the life-saving token his master had casually given him long ago, his heart pounding with anxiety.
At this distance, can Master even sense it?
Though Mo Tianxiao appeared calm on the surface, cold sweat was already trickling down his back. He had no idea whether his master would show up from so far away.
And even if his master did come, would it be like Zhou Muxi, Huang Xiaoyao, and the others, where a single attack appeared and then vanished?
The others watched Mo Tianxiao in silence. Blood God made no move to attack; he was curious to see what kind of trump card Mo Tianxiao had, what gave him the audacity to burn his bridges and hurl insults at him.
Even if a Quasi-Emperor showed up today, he would still slay this brat right here!
Since becoming the Blood God, no one had ever dared to insult him before.
Second by second, time passed... the air was utterly still.
"Miss Nan, you...?"
Zhou Muxi had already grabbed the imperial seal again. If there was no other way, she would have to self-destruct the luck-blessed treasure to buy a little more time.
No matter what, she had to stall until the very last second—the longer they delayed, the greater their chances of survival.
"Big Brother! Your master isn't going to screw us over, is he?" Ao Dalong scratched his head, his expression somewhat odd.
Mo Tianxiao said nothing, but his hopes had already crumbled inside. He let out a sigh. "So it's still too far away, huh?"
Huang Xiaoyao stepped forward and grasped Mo Tianxiao's hand, comforting him. "Brother Tianxiao, it's okay. I'm still here."
She raised a single hand, and the dark red feather in her palm emitted a trace of terrifying energy. Just as Huang Xiaoyao prepared to unleash her final move, the space ahead suddenly erupted with a powerful wave of energy.
Mo Tianxiao furrowed his brow, a flicker of joy flashing across his face. He then pulled Huang Xiaoyao back two steps.
The next second, under everyone's astonished gaze, the jade token that Mo Tianxiao had crushed dissolved into immense spiritual energy, slowly coalescing into a graceful figure suspended three feet above the ground.
She wore an extremely simple white dress, her skin like glistening snow. The apparition slowly opened her eyes, her gaze calm and serene.
Yue Liuli glanced at her surroundings, then turned and said, "Little Mo, what are you doing in this godforsaken backwater?"
"Master! This disciple is useless. I was put on a bounty by the Blood God Palace. I wanted to rely on my own strength to train and temper myself, but I didn't expect this old bastard to break the rules—a dignified Quasi-Emperor personally striking at a bunch of us juniors.
Master, you have to stand up for your disciple!"
As he spoke, Mo Tianxiao lunged forward to hug Yue Liuli's leg, but she sidestepped to dodge him while sizing him up with a curious look. She asked, puzzled:
"You... are Little Mo? Did you have a sex change?"
"Uh, oh! I forgot!"
Mo Tianxiao came to his senses. He lightly tapped his abdomen, and the black-and-white energies withdrew. His appearance reverted to its original form.
"I was being hunted by the Blood God Palace all the time, so I used a little trick to disguise myself."
Yue Liuli rubbed her chin, drifting lightly around Mo Tianxiao in a circle. She then stopped right in front of him, less than a fist's distance between their faces.
Stared at intently by Yue Liuli, Mo Tianxiao grew quite uncomfortable. For some reason, he always felt guilty, as if he had done something wrong and been caught.
"Master? Everyone's watching here. Shouldn't we deal with the enemy first?"
Yue Liuli flicked her hand, and the black-and-white energies coiled around Mo Tianxiao's fingers left him.
"Yin-Yang Qi. Little Mo, not bad, kid. In just a few decades, your cultivation has progressed rapidly, and you've even gotten your hands on this stuff? How did you manage it?"
"That...? Just a small opportunity, a small opportunity." Mo Tianxiao scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.
"This fellow cultivator here seems to have taken me a bit too lightly."
The long-overdue interaction between Mo Tianxiao and his master finally made the Blood God lose face. Of course, Zhou Muxi and the others had plenty of thoughts of their own, but now was hardly the time for them to speak.
Interrupted by the Blood God’s words, Yue Liuli furrowed her delicate brows slightly. She slowly turned around and cast a glance at the Blood God. “Can’t you see I’m in the middle of speaking with little Mo?”
“Hmph! You’re far too arrogant for my liking. You must be a quasi-emperor who broke through just in the last few hundred years, yes? I have no recollection of you.
But judging by this brat’s words just now, I can guess your identity. You should be the newly appointed sect master of the Demon Sect. Although I haven’t left this place in over a thousand years, I am still aware of certain matters.
I’ve heard you possess some skill. I was thinking I might have the chance to test your abilities someday. I never expected to run into you so soon. What a pity... only an avatar of spiritual energy remains. A true battle, with both of us at full strength, is clearly out of reach.”
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."
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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?”
