After the tumultuous luncheon came to an end, Tilis was once again called away by her subordinates. She always seemed to be busy.
Seeing the apologetic look on Tilis's face, Luo Wei nodded, signaling that she didn’t need to worry about him for now.
After she left, it was as if all the negative energy had been taken away with her. The atmosphere around the dining table instantly became more relaxed.
Evelyn let out a relieved sigh and then muttered as she looked at Luo Wei.
"She was really quite intimidating just now..."
"Now I’m more and more convinced that the Church’s assessment of her as the 'Calamity Witch' is true..."
Luo Wei sighed silently. The witch had not only become increasingly gloomy but also seemed to be losing her sanity...
He couldn’t help but fiddle with the key in his hand, pondering the things she had just said.
Tilis had called it the key to the "Divine Research Institute." Ever since the faction led by the Institute’s director had pushed her out of the research project, they had taken her painstaking work as their own.
This was something Tilis couldn’t accept. Her fervent expression made it clear that studying a "god," touching unprecedented knowledge and power, was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
So, for the past six months, Tilis had gathered all her supporters, openly clashed with the director, and not only trapped him and his followers on the island where the "Divine Research Institute" was located but also set up a massive magical barrier to prevent anyone from leaving. This was the origin of the so-called "Curse of the Divine."
Although Tilis hadn’t explicitly said it, Luo Wei could tell that her faction harbored an undisguised intent to kill the director and his followers.
Earlier, while passing by, Luo Wei had accidentally seen several apprentices in light-colored robes transporting large crates one after another.
A faint blue glow seeped through the cracks—those crates were filled with standard magic crystals...
It seemed that Tilis was preparing to lead an assault on the island to confront the director.
"Are you really going to the island with her? To see that... divine corpse?" Evelyn frowned.
Luo Wei looked at her. "I don’t think I have much of a choice."
"The director of the Magical Hermit Order holds a higher position than Tilis..." Evelyn said with concern. "He’s probably an incredibly powerful figure. This trip is really dangerous..."
The mage who had tried to sneak out earlier was already quite troublesome, and he was just one of the director’s subordinates. As for the director himself... he must be many times more powerful.
Luo Wei, however, shook his head. More than the director, what puzzled and concerned him was...
The divine.
Could the divine really be studied?
How was that possible?
From what he understood of this world’s cosmology, all so-called "gods" were malevolent deities, embodiments of chaos and terror, entities beyond comprehension and contact.
Even the so-called "One True God" enshrined in the Church, the "Great Deity who bestows happiness and light upon humanity," was undoubtedly fake—either a fabrication by the believers or some malevolent deity playing tricks for amusement...
What Tilis called "touching the truth" couldn’t possibly be a good thing. Such knowledge would only bring misfortune and calamity. Perhaps she had already been driven mad by the polluted, forbidden knowledge...
So Luo Wei could only hope it was all a lie...
"Huh? What are you thinking about?"
The atmosphere suddenly quieted for a moment, and Tilis's cheerful voice sounded in Luo Wei’s ear.
"Nothing..." Luo Wei shook his head and looked at her.
Tilis noticed the key he had been fiddling with, the one she had given him, and her eyes lit up with excitement. "Have you started to feel intrigued by what I told you? Do you also want to witness the truth with me? That’s wonderful!"
Luo Wei hesitated, but before he could say anything...
Tilis grabbed his hand, her face brimming with eagerness.
"Quick! Come with me~"
"I’ll take you to a wonderful place~"
Luo Wei quickly turned back, but he didn’t even have time to say goodbye to his sister and teacher. A faint glow flashed, and a magic circle appeared on the ground. In an instant, their figures vanished from sight.
Seeing the two of them disappear, Helena and Evelyn immediately grew restless.
"Brother!!"
"Hey!" Evelyn stared at the dissipating blue light in the air, exclaiming in surprise, "Where are you going?"
Only silence answered her.
Helena and Evelyn exchanged glances, and the room fell into a heavy silence.
"Oh no, oh no!" Helena began to fret anxiously. "Brother’s been tricked again! What if that witch does something terrible to him?"
The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, even recalling the last time her brother had been taken away by that white-haired bad woman...
"Could something happen to him?"
"That crazy woman is completely out of her mind! What if she tricks him into going there just to kill him... and then buries herself with him?!"
Evelyn had been worried too, but hearing Helena’s words, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"You think everyone’s like you, huh..."
Seeing Helena’s darkening expression, Evelyn glanced meaningfully at the wooden doll in her hands.
"That witch is so mysterious and bizarre... Maybe she wants to trap Luo Wei’s soul inside a doll. That way, he won’t run around anymore, and he’ll never defy her orders again..."
Helena froze for a moment. Why did that sound so familiar?
Then it hit her—controlling someone’s mind and body! Wasn’t that exactly what this woman had tried to do to her brother before?
"Vampire! You’re messing with me!" Helena scowled.
Evelyn chuckled. "Don’t get worked up."
She thought their reasoning was sound. That witch claiming she wanted to witness "truth" with Luo Wei? It couldn’t be that simple. She was definitely lying!
Tilis had gone through so much trouble to lure Luo Wei over. She must be plotting something big!
Evelyn just hadn’t figured out what it was yet...
With that in mind, Evelyn stood up.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Helena asked, quickly trying to follow her.
"To help your troublesome brother, of course!" Evelyn waved her hand dismissively. "You stay here and behave. Don’t follow me."
"But..."
"No buts. You’re nowhere near as stealthy or fast as I am. Leave the investigation to me. Don’t worry~"
With that, a crimson shadow flashed, and Evelyn’s figure vanished from the room.
Staring at the now-empty dining room, Helena pouted unhappily.
The wooden doll sat on the table, its eerie smile directed at Helena as if mocking her.
Helena frowned in disgust and twisted the doll’s head to face the other way.
...

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?"

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)

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?!

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.”