A beautiful figure dressed in a light cyan plain skirt descended from the sky, slowly landing on the high platform. Placing a white ancient zither in front of her, she slowly sat down.
Her face was obscured by a translucent veil, making it impossible to see her true appearance. However, judging from her smooth, fair neck, one could tell that this woman's beauty was absolutely extraordinary.
A pair of charming eyes swept across the room. As if possessing some sort of magic, they instantly captivated everyone present, giving them the feeling that their very souls were being snatched away.
Fairy! Fairy!
The Fairy has finally arrived! We can finally hear the Fairy's celestial music!
A whole month! I've waited a whole month, and I've finally waited until the Fairy's arrival!
The people in the hall below roared as if they had fallen into madness, their eyes bloodshot and completely red.
You have waited a long time, everyone. This humble girl apologizes to you all.
A soft and sweet voice drifted from beneath the veil, piercing straight into everyone's ears. It felt as if something was tickling their hearts—an itch they wanted to scratch but couldn't reach.
It doesn't matter, Sister Fairy! We are willing to wait!
Let alone a month, even if it's a year, or ten years, I'd still be willing to wait!
The crowd below erupted into roars once more. Their crazed demeanor made it seem as though they were ready to sacrifice their lives for the Fairy at any moment.
Watching this scene, Mo Tianxiao secretly smacked his lips.
Was there a need to be this exaggerated? Listening to a tune was made out to be even more fanatic than chasing after a celebrity.
Fairy Zi is still as popular as ever.
A trace of joy flashed across the face of Ning Yu, who sat opposite him. However, he immediately shook his head and revealed a look of worry. He didn't show the crazed excitement like the ordinary people around him; or rather, he suppressed the excitement in his heart.
Seeing how calm you are facing Fairy Zi, you must also be a cultivator, right?
Ning Yu suddenly spoke to Mo Tianxiao. He noticed the other party's calm demeanor and deduced that he was a fellow cultivator.
However, he could not see through Mo Tianxiao's cultivation level.
Thus, there were only two possibilities. One was that the other party's cultivation was higher than his, so it was normal that he couldn't see it. The other was that the other party had practiced a spell technique that could conceal their aura.
You could say that. Mo Tianxiao voiced a reply.
Is there some sort of story behind this Fairy Zi?
Hearing Mo Tianxiao's inquiry, Ning Yu slowly spoke, A year ago, Fairy Zi appeared out of thin air in Xiaoning City. She played a tune here in the Yichun Pavilion; the zither music was moving, and her fame skyrocketed.
So she made an agreement with the Yichun Pavilion to come and play once a month. She charges three spirit stones per person to listen to the first tune. Afterwards, someone needs to bid one hundred spirit stones, and then she will play a second tune.
Whenever this day comes, the Yichun Pavilion's business is at its best. Whether they are high officials, nobles, or even cultivators in the city, they all come to watch.
Isn't that quite nice? Everyone can come here to relax once a month. Why do I feel like Young Master Ning is a bit anxious? Mo Tianxiao asked curiously.
The listeners are satisfied, and the people making money are satisfied. Isn't that great?
Why did this young master of Xiaoning City have a face full of sorrow?
If it were just that, I would actually be quite happy. It's just that ever since Fairy Zi appeared in Xiaoning City, the people here started to become a bit abnormal.
Just like now, they are almost driven mad with infatuation. If it were only temporary, it would be fine, but that isn't the case. Many commoners in Xiaoning City have reached a point where their worship for Fairy Zi makes them lose their appetite for food and drink.
Ning Yu wore a solemn expression as he continued, I suspect there's something wrong with this Fairy Zi, but after coming to watch a few times, I haven't found anything amiss.
He roughly knew that the other party was a cultivator, but just like with Mo Tianxiao, he couldn't detect her specific cultivation level and couldn't see exactly what was wrong with her.
However, his intuition told him that there was simply something off about this Fairy Zi.
As the master of Xiaoning City, he naturally wanted to investigate this matter thoroughly.
Is that so?
Mo Tianxiao calmly took a sip of wine. His gaze turned toward the woman on the high platform. Although her aura was concealed very well, he saw through her cultivation level at a single glance: the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Golden Core Realm, with faint signs of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
The age revealed by her bone structure wasn't very old; she might only be a few years older than Nangong Wan.
For such a young Half-Step Nascent Soul cultivator, her talent could be said to be extremely high. Her appearing here to perform was inherently an abnormal thing.
His Eye of Inspection swept over her, completely exposing her basic information.
[Name: Zi Ling'er
Cultivation: Peak Golden Core
Destiny Grade: Red
Aptitude: Innate Charm Physique (Unawakened)
Profile: An alluring vixen...]
The content was very brief; she was a woman with decent talent.
The words 'Innate Charm Physique' caught his eye, making Mo Tianxiao recall information he had read before.
This kind of physique wouldn't significantly increase combat power, nor would it speed up cultivation. But if this physique was cultivated to the extreme, it could toy with the vast majority of men in the palm of her hand, and perhaps even women would be no exception.
To sum it up in one word... Succubus.
The fact that she could make these ordinary people lose their appetite for food and drink even before awakening showed its power.
With just ordinary movements and speech, she could stir the hearts of the majority of the people present. Even many cultivators in the Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment realms revealed a touch of madness on their faces, their eyes fixed intently on Zi Ling'er on the stage.
Mo Tianxiao also noticed that the only two Golden Core cultivators among the audience were looking at Zi Ling'er with eyes full of greed, seemingly eager to make a move.
Please calm down, everyone. This humble girl will first play a tune for you all to express my apologies.
Zi Ling'er placed her hands on the zither. A single sentence from her silenced the restless crowd.
Clang~
As her slender, delicate hands plucked the strings, the melodious zither music instantly spread throughout the entire Yichun Pavilion.
Every note seemed to materialize, fluttering in the air and rushing into people's hearts, the gentle music lingering on.
Then, the tone of the strings shifted, and countless soft, languid threads assailed them. The crowd below revealed intoxicated expressions, their faces flushed as if they had entered another world.
The entire air seemed to be dyed in a lustful pink hue, filled with an aura that ignited the flames within their hearts. Everyone became thoroughly engrossed, enjoying the endless depravity.
Listening to the fluctuations of the zither music, Mo Tianxiao had already sensed that something was wrong. This music carried fluctuations of spiritual energy, though it wasn't lethal; at most, it would make people sink into a stupor for a while.
Glancing at Ning Yu's intoxicated expression opposite him, his cheek twitched.
It was tough on this young city lord. The other party's cultivation was far higher than his. Let alone investigating the truth, he wouldn't even know when he himself had fallen under the spell.
Seeing the reactions of the ordinary people below, Zi Ling'er on the stage showed no emotional fluctuations on her face. However, when she saw that the two Golden Core cultivators had also become intoxicated, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Hmm?
When her gaze inadvertently swept over Mo Tianxiao in the corner—who was still leisurely tasting his wine, his fingers slowly tapping on the table—Zi Ling'er's eyes instantly changed.
An expert!
Zi Ling'er, who had originally planned to change the tune, hesitated. The unexpected variable of Mo Tianxiao made her unsure whether she should continue with her original plan.
She did not know if the other party was a friend or a foe. If he was an enemy, acting rashly might make it difficult for her to escape.
But... she truly did not want to let this opportunity slip by. She had stayed in this place for an entire year just to finally catch this chance. If she missed it now, who knew how much longer she would have to wait.
To hell with it!
Steeling her resolve, Zi Ling'er decided to proceed with her plan anyway. She refused to wait any longer.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
