After upgrading the Blood Kite to the legendary level, Ning Yu's control over it had become even stronger.
At this moment, she was flying with Shen Yiyue on the Blood Kite, handling it with complete ease.
Shen Yiyue stood on the Blood Kite, wrapping her arms around Ning Yu from behind, their long hair fluttering in the wind as they soared through the air.
"So, what exactly happened, Xiao Yu? Wasn't she just talking to you a moment ago?"
Shen Yiyue asked from behind Ning Yu.
"Her voice hasn't changed, but her behavior is completely different from before."
"First, she would never abandon her previous goal and change course to do something else without contacting me."
"Second, no matter how strong the enemy, she always tries to solve the problem herself first. Only if she can't handle it does she come to me for help. She wouldn't just ask for assistance without even trying, like she did this time."
Ning Yu maneuvered the Blood Kite swiftly through the underground space while analyzing the situation.
The zombies destroying the altar below made way for the two of them, controlled by Shen Yiyue's soul puppet. They left a clear path in the middle and knelt down reverently after the two passed by, only resuming their actions after a while.
"That makes sense," Shen Yiyue said, recalling her memories from the cycle of reincarnation. She realized that Ning Yu's observations were spot on.
Ning Yu had always been someone who could accurately discern a person's thoughts and habits from the smallest details—a skill honed during her time as an assassin.
"But if that's the case, the second point actually makes her quite similar to Xiao Yu, doesn't it?"
Shen Yiyue noticed this small detail.
"No, that's exactly what makes it terrifying," Ning Yu said, her gaze deep as she looked into the endless tunnel of the underground space. They were still quite a distance from the coordinates Ning Xuan had sent.
"When I picked up Chronos, I saw some memory fragments of the real Ning Yu in my mind."
Ning Yu rarely turned her head, but this time she did, showing Shen Yiyue her profile.
"I never had a sister."
"What...?!"
Shen Yiyue's eyes widened in shock.
"How is that possible... But everything Xiao Xuan has done..."
This revelation was hard to digest. Shen Yiyue muttered to herself as she tried to make sense of it.
"From the very beginning, I was the only one created as a vessel. There was no yin and yang, no twins, no transference. None of it existed."
"Everything Xiao Xuan has told us is a lie."
Ning Yu's face showed no expression, but Shen Yiyue could sense a deep sadness in her eyes.
"How could this be..."
Shen Yiyue found it all too unbelievable, but she knew Ning Yu never lied.
"Why would she do this... Wait a minute?!"
Suddenly, she grabbed Ning Yu's arm, her tone becoming urgent.
"If that's the case, then this must be a trap. Should we still go?"
Shen Yiyue was worried about Ning Yu's safety.
"We have to go," Ning Yu replied without hesitation.
"She is filled with countless lies. Perhaps she is nothing more than a fabricated existence, an unreal counterfeit."
"But there is one thing I am certain of: in her heart, she truly sees me as her sister."
Shen Yiyue stared blankly at Ning Yu's profile. Even though this was a matter between Ning Yu and Ning Xuan, she couldn't help but feel moved by Ning Yu's words.
"Amidst all these lies, something real has been born."
Ning Yu finally turned her head back, and the Blood Kite beneath her feet accelerated once more, cutting through the silence of the underground space.
"That's why I have to save her."
Shen Yiyue let go of Ning Yu's arm and instead wrapped her arms around Ning Yu's waist as they sped up.
"Alright, I'll go with you."
......
In front of a massive mechanical door, two wrathful cyborgs stood guard on either side.
Their heads, which were relatively small compared to their bodies, had been fitted with additional devices.
These devices allowed them to scan the underground space outside the mechanical door from specific angles, their movements precise and mechanical.
From time to time, human soldiers passed by, leading a long line of cyborg gluttons on patrol. The mechanical claws of the gluttons clattered against the hard rock floor.
Ning Xuan was hiding in a concealed corner, two altars away from the mechanical door.
Her face was expressionless, and all her cybernetic enhancements were fully activated, her energy levels seemingly sufficient.
Yet, she sat there motionless, her eyes fixed on the wall, where there was nothing to see.
She remained in this position for a long time, until suddenly...
"Whoosh!"
A blade of light sliced through the silence of the space as Ning Yu, riding the Blood Kite, arrived at the altar near the mechanical door.
She landed on the ground without moving aimlessly, but the Blood Kite in the air danced around, cutting down the cyborg zombies that surrounded them, reducing them to piles of scrap metal and flesh.
Ning Yu's eyes scanned the area, as if searching for something.
Behind her, Shen Yiyue had already taken out heavy weapons from her arsenal, assisting Ning Yu in the attack.
Ever since the "Song of the Kite" had been embedded in her body, Ning Yu noticed that Shen Yiyue's physical abilities had greatly improved.
Although her time-control abilities were now limited to "Future Reading," which was about the same as when she first awakened, her combat strength had significantly increased due to her enhanced physical abilities.
She no longer needed to rely on "Future Reading" to dodge the attacks of zombies most of the time.
Just as the last cyborg glutton leaped toward Shen Yiyue...
"Boom!"
A burst of blue flames exploded on the cyborg glutton's body. The cyborg armor on the glutton melted away as if it had encountered its natural enemy.
"Slice!"
Immediately after, a sharp metal blade cut through the glutton's now-exposed abdomen, killing it instantly.
A pair of blue mechanical wings carried a silver-haired girl as she landed in front of Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue.
Ning Xuan's face lit up with joy.
"Big sister! I knew you'd be alright!"
Ning Yu observed Ning Xuan's movements closely, only reacting when she spoke, as if she had prepared her lines in advance.
"I'm glad to see you're safe too," she said with a smile, walking up to Ning Xuan and deliberately leaving herself unguarded as she embraced her.
Under Ning Yu's embrace, Ning Xuan's eyes momentarily lost focus, as if she had malfunctioned. The blade in her hand trembled slightly before retracting completely.
Ning Yu noticed all of this.
"Tell me about the situation here," Ning Yu said, releasing Ning Xuan and looking at her almost identical twin sister. Inside, she let out a soft sigh.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
] [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!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
