After Ophelia left.
The vast hall was now empty, with only Luo Wei remaining.
He pulled out his pocket watch and glanced at it - 7 PM, already nighttime.
Looking around, whether due to the previous incident or not, this quiet old mansion had an eerie atmosphere at night.
Luo Wei quietly returned to his bedroom, then sat on the bed and rang the bell.
Without even footsteps in the hallway, a maid quickly knocked on the door.
"Mr. Luo Wei, what do you need?"
Luo Wei opened the door, let her in, then fixed his gaze on her face.
He remembered this maid; they had chatted briefly during the day, but at night, she seemed like a completely different person.
Like Caroline last night, she was expressionless, her eyes rigid and unmoving as they stared at him.
"Mr. Luo Wei, what do you need?" she asked again.
"I'm hungry, go get me something to eat," Luo Wei said flatly.
"Very well." The maid nodded and turned to leave.
But the moment she turned her head, Luo Wei sprang from the bed in an instant.
A blood-colored shadow flashed quickly as he violently grabbed the maid's neck from behind.
"Mr. Luo Wei..." the maid's voice was hoarse and low.
Luo Wei coldly whispered in the maid's ear, "Tell me, what exactly is this manor? What are you all up to?"
His voice was sinister and full of killing intent, and in his other hand, the Crimson Blade suddenly appeared.
But even with her throat being tightly gripped, the maid showed no signs of panic or fear, only her voice becoming increasingly hoarse.
"Mr. Luo Wei... we cannot pry into the manor's secrets... these are His Highness's... rules."
"Tell me or I'll kill you!" Luo Wei immediately increased his grip.
The maid still showed no agitated response, her voice just getting lower and lower, like the normal reaction of someone about to suffocate.
"Cannot pry into the manor... these are His Highness's... rules..."
She repeated like a broken record, still saying the same phrase.
Luo Wei snorted coldly and finally released his grip.
The maid turned to face him, expressionless, "Would you still like me to bring you something to eat?"
"Take me outside the manor, I want to know what's out there."
Faced with this request, the maid stiffly shook her head.
"Mr. Luo Wei, His Highness instructed that you must not go out."
Again with this phrase - Luo Wei grew impatient and pushed past the maid, pretending he was about to rush out.
"If you won't take me, fine, I'm going home myself."
This statement finally triggered a dramatic change in the maid.
Her speed suddenly increased many times over, following him like a shadow, matching even Luo Wei's agility which had been increased to 50.
If she had possessed this speed when he ambushed her earlier, she would never have let him succeed.
"Mr. Luo Wei..."
Feeling the wind behind his head, Luo Wei turned and struck with his blade.
The maid's head fell to the floor with a thud.
But she wasn't "dead" - her mouth on the severed head kept opening and closing, still repeating the previous phrase.
"His Highness instructed that you must not go out."
"His Highness instructed that you must not go out."
Luo Wei quickly looked around, and seeing no other maids approaching, he hastily grabbed the head by the hair and picked it up.
Then he dragged the headless body straight back to his room.
Closing the door, Luo Wei looked at the head and body laid side by side on the floor, and an immense curiosity arose within him.
What exactly was this thing?
He began to investigate eagerly.
After cutting the headless corpse into many pieces of various sizes with the sharp Crimson Blade, Luo Wei, covered in filthy blood, sat cross-legged on the floor, patiently examining the cross-sections with an oil lamp, then began searching through the internal organs.
Lungs, heart, gallbladder, liver, connective tissue, muscle tissue...
Luo Wei thoroughly examined everything inside and out - it was identical to normal human anatomy, with no supernatural healing abilities, no magical aura, not some strange race...
Wiping his blood-covered hands with a handkerchief, Luo Wei looked puzzledly at the maid's head, which was still acting like a broken record.
"His Highness instructed that you must not go out..."
Even like this, she could still live? And was still loyally carrying out her duties?
Where did they hire these maids? Could they hire some for me too?
Although he knew his behavior was somewhat deranged, Luo Wei, who was now not much different from a psychopath, stared at the horrific scattered remains on the floor, deep in thought.
It's worth noting that this world had no ghosts...
Such things shouldn't exist in reality; it made no sense.
As a game setting or higher-level ability, his [Negotiation/Pacification] couldn't be used either, which also made no sense.
But with all these oddities, the vague hypothesis in Luo Wei's mind was gradually becoming clearer.
Just as an answer was about to emerge...
"Mr. Luo Wei, what are you doing?"
Caroline, the head maid, appeared as if she had suddenly spawned, standing expressionlessly before him.
She completely ignored the gruesome scene of her subordinate, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on Luo Wei.
"I'm conducting an experiment," Luo Wei looked up at her. "Would you like to know the results?"
Caroline seemed to be on a different wavelength as she continued, "Violating the rules will result in punishment."
As she spoke, metal shackles suddenly appeared in her hands as she lunged at Luo Wei with lightning speed.
Luo Wei snorted coldly, his body nimbly springing backward.
The agility enhancement complemented his vampire abilities perfectly - a blood-colored shadow vanished instantly, causing Caroline to miss her target.
"Still think I'm an ordinary person?" As Luo Wei dodged, blood energy surrounded him, and the tip of the Crimson Blade suddenly extended significantly.
This aspect of blood magic was excellent - it could extend or retract at will, making it a supernatural ability suitable for both close and ranged combat.
With a sweep of the massive Crimson Blade, Caroline's arms were cleanly severed, flying high into the air.
The heavy metal shackles fell to the ground.
Blood gushed from the armless Caroline, but even with such severe injuries, she showed no sign of pain and instead charged at Luo Wei without hesitation.
The sound of splintering wood filled the room as the head maid's frail body displayed bull-like strength - if Luo Wei hadn't dodged quickly, she might have crushed his chest ribs.
They engaged in a chase and collision throughout the spacious bedroom, creating a series of furniture-breaking sounds. Several terrifying deep holes appeared in the walls, and even the solid floor developed cracks.
Luo Wei irritably glanced back at Caroline.
This woman was quite troublesome, single-mindedly trying to pin him down, and fearless of death.
But he had more important matters to attend to now and no time to waste tangling with her here.
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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.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
