"Leave it to me. Look at this little guy, it's full of energy right now. As long as you are ready, however many glowing words you want to see, I'll make it spit them out. I definitely won't go back on my word."
An Changqing stepped forward, his gaze lingering on Chen Guan and Hong Yuan for a moment.
"Student Hong Yuan, I will try my best to find a way to mitigate the spiritual backlash. If any abnormalities occur when the time comes, please make sure to sever the spiritual energy connection with that demonic beast immediately."
An Changqing's sense of responsibility compelled him to prepare for the worst in advance.
Although Hong Yuan was usually careless, she knew what was important.
"I know, I'll handle it. If things really go wrong, I'll just slap that turtle unconscious. I guarantee nobody will die."
Hong Yuan made a chopping motion with her hand, completely oblivious to the increasingly resentful pair of beady green eyes in her arms.
The Mystic Turtle increasingly doubted whether its choice had been correct. Why did it feel like this great general had rebellious tendencies and was always trying to murder the prime minister?
The group gradually moved the heavy metal boxes away.
Chen Guan stood where he was, watching the retreating figures of Su Yuehe and An Changqing.
He was thinking about tomorrow's matters. The Mystic Turtle displaying ancient demonic runes could also be a learning opportunity for him.
The altar he had seen in the Withered Source Stone and the ancient demonic runes were both products of ancient civilizations. There might be some common connection between the two.
That was the real reason he had "happened" to pass by today.
If Su Yuehe could decipher the true meaning of those words, it would be of great help to his search for clues regarding the Black Wind Ruins in the Northern Territory.
After all, in terms of knowledge reserves, he, as an outsider, did not have the upper hand.
Borrowing Su Yuehe's analytical abilities to perfect his own plan was a win-win option.
The black panther nudged Chen Guan's hand, rubbing against it gently.
Chen Guan withdrew his thoughts and led the black panther toward the dormitories. Everything was proceeding step by step.
...
The next day.
The early morning sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting scattered spots of light on the floor.
Chen Guan leaned back in his chair, his slender fingers idly stroking the back of the black panther's neck.
This panther could change its size at will and was quite intelligent.
Plus one reason to take the panther home.
Previously, the gray mist brought by the Withered Source Stone had indeed put his main body into a very comfortable state of dormancy, which indirectly fed back to this alt-body of his.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but it made him feel full of energy.
The communicator on the table began to flash a green light.
"Chen Guan, hurry up and come to the academy's Forge Room Three!" Hong Yuan's loud voice rang out from the speaker, carrying obvious agitation. "This guy Yin Chen is dawdling so much. My axe is about to be frozen into a popsicle by him. Come and see if he's deliberately taking revenge on me."
In her eyes, there were only two people who could control Yin Chen.
One was Yin Chen's father, and the other was Chen Guan.
If she couldn't get his father, she would get Chen Guan.
Yin Chen's voice came from the other end of the communicator: "Miss Red Hair, please step behind the yellow line. If your heavy breathing affects the arrangement of the frost crystals, causing the spiritual energy conductivity of the Deep Sea Dark Gold to drop, you will bear the consequences."
"Bullshit! Who's breathing heavily? I'm just hot from this broken furnace!"
Chen Guan cut off the communication and stood up.
He didn't really need to go and mediate their argument, but the reforging process of Deep Sea Dark Gold was a rare sight, so there was no harm in taking a look.
Ten minutes later, Chen Guan arrived and pushed open the heavy metal door of Forge Room Three.
Behind the heat-insulating glass in the center of the forge room, Yin Chen was standing in front of the operating table.
He wore a white trench coat, his hands hovering in mid-air, with deep blue frost dancing at his fingertips.
The twenty-pound piece of Deep Sea Dark Gold was being held in mid-air by a special force field. Its surface was covered in a thin layer of ice crystals, and it was slowly changing shape in tandem with Yin Chen's movements.
Hong Yuan was pressed against the heat-insulating glass, her eyes wide as saucers, hands on her hips.
Chen Guan walked up to the heat-insulating glass of Forge Room Three.
In the spacious room, the temperature had been deliberately lowered, and a thick layer of white frost covered the floor.
Yin Chen, dressed in a pure white trench coat, stood in the center of the operating table with his hands spread open, guiding deep blue ice and snow spiritual energy between his ten fingers.
The twenty-pound Deep Sea Dark Gold hovered in mid-air, slowly changing its appearance under the envelopment of the frost.
Seeing Chen Guan approach, Hong Yuan immediately turned her head and complained, "You're finally here. Take a look at this. Who forges iron without fire? He's frozen my material into a giant lump of ice."
"Can an axe still be hammered out of this? I seriously suspect he wants to take this piece of dark gold for himself and is deliberately stalling for time here."
As the saying went, out of trust in Yin Chen's character, she extremely distrusted him.
The black panther slowly followed at Chen Guan's feet. It found a clean spot on the floor outside the forge room to lie down, rested its chin on its front paws, and half-closed its eyes to doze off.
Chen Guan looked at the scene inside the glass, his tone casual. "He's performing cold extraction reshaping. This method can preserve the high-density characteristics of the Deep Sea Dark Gold to the greatest extent. If he used a conventional high-temperature furnace to melt it, the magic resistance properties inside the dark gold would be greatly weakened by the high heat, and your axe would only have the advantage of being heavy."
It was quite nice to review his coursework along the way.
Yin Chen inside had clearly heard the conversation outside.
He spoke through the voice transmission device on the wall.
"Thank you for your objective evaluation. Student Hong Yuan, I hope Chen Guan's explanation will make you stop those accusations that lack common sense. Your yelling is seriously interfering with my state of mind in constructing the frost force field."
Hong Yuan crossed her arms over her chest. Unable to save face, she gave a cold snort. "I don't care about common sense or whatever. I only care about the final result. If this new axe is even more awkward to swing than the old one, just wait to get chopped."
Chen Guan pulled over a nearby chair and sat down.
"The current progress is going quite smoothly."
Yin Chen's voice came out of the loudspeaker, carrying a hint of satisfaction. "The first stage of infiltration has been completed. Next, I will begin to reshape it. Student Hong Yuan, what kind of edge do you like? Single-edged or double-edged? How much of a curve do you need?"
Hong Yuan immediately pressed against the glass and shouted into the transmission port, "I want it double-edged. Lengthen the axe handle by half a foot. The edges should be as wide as possible, preferably with a slight barbed curve, so that when it chops into the bones of those demonic beasts, it can deal more damage when pulled back. The weight must be completely retained; not a single ounce can be lost."
Inside, Yin Chen shook his head slightly, seemingly feeling helpless about this violent design that purely pursued destructive power. "A request with absolutely no aesthetic sense. However, since you are the employer, I will satisfy your demands."
The blue spiritual energy began to circulate faster. Under the compression of the frost, the volume of the Deep Sea Dark Gold lengthened and widened.
Gradually, the outline of a massive double-edged axe appeared in mid-air.
Chen Guan looked at the perfect prototype and couldn't help but nod inwardly. He hadn't noticed it normally, but Yin Chen actually had this kind of talent.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
