"Little girl of the Black Nether Python Clan, stop running. You've been struck by our Demon Clan's Fallen Demon Mark, resistance is useless."
"Jie jie jie jie... I never thought our luck would be this good, stumbling upon a lone Black Nether Python. This thing tastes absolutely delicious."
"Couldn't agree more. The Black Nether Python clan has such tender, flavorful flesh, and they specialize in the Profound Ice Law. Eating them gives you a cool, icy sensation, they're incredibly nourishing treasures."
"This one's even a female. Look at that little figure, she's almost the same build as us Demon clansfolk. Wonder if she'd be good for something else?"
"Just try it and see. If the rest of the Black Nether Pythons found out their clanswoman was treated like this by us, I wonder how furious they'd get."
Four humanoid figures wreathed in a vile, evil aura chased down a woman of the Black Nether Python Clan.
These self-proclaimed Demon clansfolk had a pair of thick, large black horns growing from their foreheads, even bigger than the horns on the heads of the Shamo Clan. Their bodies were dark as soot, long fangs jutted out from their mouths, and bat-like wings stretched out from their backs. Their gazes looked rather dim-witted.
A nauseating stench wafted off their bodies, the unique aura of the power the Demon Clan cultivated: Fallen Evil Force. It was a type of Law power too, but a rare, sinister one. No other race besides the Demon Clan practiced it.
"Dammit!"
Xuan Bingji, the one being chased, had a pale, cold face flushed with an unnatural red hue. Her deep blue eyes wandered restlessly, clouded with a dazed, angry fury.
Xuan Bingji never imagined she would run straight into Demon Clan cultivators. Those scums from the Demon Starfield, a race she considered even more contemptible than humans, were now hunting her down.
Humans were at most cunning and treacherous, but these Demon clansfolk were pure, unhinged fiends with no respect for rules or order whatsoever. To the Demon Clan, every other living being was nothing more than their food.
The Demon Starfield was the only region in the entire universe that could not tolerate any other race. All other races, even unfortunate cultivators who accidentally ascended into the Demon Starfield, would end up as food for the Demon Clan.
The luckier ones would be kept as livestock by the Demon Clan, while the less fortunate would end up on the dining table within two years at most.
"What on earth were the Feather Spirit Clan thinking, letting these kinds of creatures in here?" Xuan Bingji spat out a curse under her breath. The Demon Clan was an outcast among all races, rejected by every other faction, and even the Feather Spirit Clan deeply detested them.
She had no idea what had caused the Demon clansfolk to slip in this time.
"Little hussy, stop running! Come on, resist a little, give us some fun!"
All four demons were cultivators at the Dao Manifesting Realm, two of them at the late stage of Dao Manifesting, and the other two at the mid stage.
Xuan Bingji, the target of the Demon Clan's chase and Liya's close friend, had only reached the peak of the Dao Mastery Realm. The only reason she had managed to escape this far was the pair of wings on her back, a top-tier Supreme Treasure — the Extreme Wind Wings.
But the Fallen Demon Mark burning in her body had nearly drained all her strength to keep activating the treasure. She felt scorching hot all over, her breathing growing heavier and heavier, until her eyes could barely stay focused.
Endless vile thoughts spread from the depths of her heart like a tide, threatening to swallow her whole and turn her into a demon with no self-control left.
"Hold on a little longer, I have to hold on. Even if I die, I can't fall into these demons' hands!"
If it weren't for her powerful innate bloodline, Xuan Bingji would have lost all consciousness long ago.
"Truly worthy of a top-tier escape treasure, she sure can run," the demons grinned the cruel, true smile of demons as they watched Xuan Bingji slow down gradually ahead of them. "She's going to fall into our brothers' hands sooner or later."
"Don't worry, such a rare delicacy. Before we feast on you, we'll 'clean you up' real nice first."
Hearing the demons' leering whispers, Xuan Bingji felt a wave of despair creep over her. Was she, the proudest genius of the entire Black Nether Python Clan, really going to perish here today?
"Demon Clan... you will pay a terrible price for this..."
Even if it meant taking her own life, Xuan Bingji would rather end it herself than be torn apart and eaten by these demons, leaving not even a wisp of her soul behind.
"Eh? It's you?"
A voice rang out just at that exact moment, sounding like celestial music to Xuan Bingji who was drowning in despair. A flicker of hope sparked in her chest, and she opened her eyes to see Mo Tianxiao suddenly appear, steering a flying boat. She fell silent for a second.
Using the last sliver of her strength to activate her treasure, she landed on Mo Tianxiao's flying boat, and asked with a glimmer of desperate anticipation, "Did Liya and the others come with you?"
Mo Tianxiao rubbed his chin, still not quite figuring out what was going on, and shook his head gently. "No, I got separated from them."
It's over.
The thought was the only thing left in Xuan Bingji's mind after hearing Mo Tianxiao's reply. Everything was over.
Not only was she going to die today, this hapless human was going to die alongside her.
A self-deprecating, lonely smile tugged at Xuan Bingji's lips, her voice sounding desolate and quiet. "I never thought the last person I'd die with would be you, this weak little human. Oh well, at least I won't be alone. You really are the unluckiest human alive."
Xuan Bingji knew she couldn't run anymore. At this final moment, having someone to accompany her in death softened some of the bitter unwillingness in her heart.
"Wait, what? Who said anything about us both dying? What on earth are you rambling on about?" Mo Tianxiao was completely confused, he had no idea what this woman was going on about.
He turned his gaze to the four inhuman, ghostly figures in the distance, and a faint headache crept over him. What kind of race was this? They were so hideously ugly.
He had encountered countless different alien races along the way, but fortunately none of them were led by a peak Dao Manifesting Realm cultivator like the Dragon Barbarian Clan, so he had been able to deal with them all easily.
"Two late stage Dao Manifesting, two mid stage Dao Manifesting. Their talents are pretty mediocre, not too tricky to handle."
Under Mo Tianxiao's Scrying Eye, the basic information of the four Demon cultivators was fully exposed. None of them had a Fortune level above Red.
To a certain extent, Fortune represented innate talent. According to Mo Tianxiao's code of conduct, any cultivator below his own cultivation level, no matter what their Fortune rank was, was nothing but trash.
For enemies whose cultivation was only slightly higher than his, as long as their Fortune rank wasn't Red or higher, he could still hold his ground and fight.
If he ran into an enemy stronger than him with Red or even Gold level Fortune, that was when he would stop to think carefully before deciding whether to make a move.
"Wait, there's a surprise? It's a rare human!"
"Haha, it really is a human! I only got to eat a human once in my whole life, that taste was unforgettable. I wonder when the clan chief will lead us to invade the Human Starfield so we can feast on as many as we want."
The four Demon clansfolk lit up with unbridled excitement the moment they spotted the rare human, Mo Tianxiao.
Humans didn't stand out among the countless races across the universe, but they possessed incredible learning ability and adaptability, making them the most creative living beings alive. That was exactly why the Demon Clan was so fond of humans.
Of course, that "fondness" was directed at their flesh and blood. The Demon Clan firmly believed that if they devoured their food, the wisdom and abilities of that food would eventually become their own.
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."
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?”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
