Ye Xuan walked back to her and raised her chin with the tip of his foot. “Do you think I’m going to forgive you?”
Zi Yao’s entire body trembled violently, despair gnawing at her heart like a venomous serpent.
After a long while, she gave a tragic laugh. There was no light left in her smile—only the deathly stillness of resignation.
“Husband…”
Zi Yao reached out with trembling fingers and lightly grasped the hem of Ye Xuan’s golden-black robe, like a soulless puppet. “You can torment me however you want… Rip out my tendons, strip my skin, refine my soul, boil my bones—I’ll accept it all… As long as you let me stay by your side…”
“Just don’t abandon me.”
Ye Xuan gave a cold snort and casually flung her aside as if she were a piece of trash.
Then he turned his wrist. A top-grade jade slip radiating a heavy, earthy-yellow glow appeared before Zi Yao.
“From now on, cripple your demonic cultivation and start cultivating this supreme earth-element technique, the Earth Burial Heaven Scripture.”
Zi Yao clutched the jade slip to her chest with trembling hands as if she had seized a lifeline. She did not even ask about its side effects, only nodding frantically.
“Yes… Husband, I’ll cultivate it. I’ll definitely cultivate it properly! I’ll do anything for you!”
Without a trace of expression, Ye Xuan turned and strode toward the prison’s exit.
“Follow me.”
Dragging her grievously wounded body and heavy chains, Zi Yao staggered to her feet. Like a dog whose spine had been broken but which still clung desperately to its master, she stumbled along behind Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan led her out of the gloomy dungeon and into the depths of the Sword God Palace, bringing her to the entrance of a top-grade secluded chamber filled with abundant spiritual energy.
Standing outside the chamber, Zi Yao gazed foolishly at Ye Xuan’s cold, chiseled profile. Her eyes were filled with a twisted dependence and fanatical devotion.
“Husband…” Zi Yao’s voice was hoarse, yet carried a strange piety. “I made mistakes in the past. I was too filthy… But I’ll never do it again. I’ll work hard to cultivate this technique. I’ll become someone useful to you.”
Ye Xuan did not look at her. He merely nodded noncommittally, then waved his sleeve.
With a thunderous crash, the heavy dragon-severing stone descended, completely sealing Zi Yao inside the chamber.
As he watched the intricate formation patterns on the chamber door gradually light up, Ying’er, who had been following behind Ye Xuan the entire time, finally stepped forward.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed through her lively eyes as she asked softly, “Husband, Zi Yao is naturally cunning. Although her Dao heart has collapsed for now, there’s no guarantee she won’t return to her old ways someday. Should I go inside and plant a few life-and-death restrictions in her soul?”
Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, the formation light from the chamber door reflected in his deep eyes. At her words, he suddenly let out a scornful laugh.
“Restrictions?”
Ye Xuan shook his head, the corners of his lips curling into a bone-chilling smile. “There’s no need for that at all.”
“You must understand, Ying’er: extreme guilt and a twisted desire for atonement are themselves the strongest and most unbreakable restrictions in this world.”
Ying’er nodded as if she understood, but then remembered something and could not help asking curiously, “Husband, what you said to Zi Yao in the dungeon just now…”
“The matter of you being Li Tianxing—was it true, or did you make it up to completely destroy her psychological defenses and give her a comforting lie?”
Ye Xuan sighed and turned around, his deep gaze settling on the distant sky.
“It was naturally true.”
“But even so…”
Ye Xuan’s eyes gradually became cold and rational. “Doesn’t that still count as betrayal?”
“If I hadn’t seen through her greed and killed the real Li Tianxing in time to take his place, that cuckold’s hat would have been firmly placed on my head long ago.”
Ying’er furrowed her delicate brows and thought for a moment before saying, “That’s true. But… there’s one thing I don’t understand. In the Heavenly Demon Sect, aside from Li Tianxing, Zi Yao apparently kept herself pure and didn’t seduce any other men. In a sense, she wasn’t naturally promiscuous.”
After hearing this, Ye Xuan simply shook his head, a cold indifference born of seeing through human nature flashing in his eyes.
“You’re mistaken, Ying’er. Do you think she didn’t seek out other men because she was loyal?”
Ye Xuan sneered. “Zi Yao’s betrayal was never because she fell in love with another man, nor because her feelings had broken down. Her betrayal was purely for profit.”
With his hands clasped behind his back, Ye Xuan slowly descended the white jade steps. His voice echoed through the silent Sword God Palace, carrying the desolation and mockery of someone who had seen through all the ways of the world.
“The woman Zi Yao has truly loved has never been me, Ye Xuan, nor Li Tianxing.”
“From beginning to end, the only person she has loved is herself. To climb higher, she can sell anything—including her body and her soul.”
“Therefore, she is inherently cold-hearted and selfish to the extreme. To deal with a woman like that…”
Ye Xuan paused slightly, a feverish red glow flashing in the depths of his eyes.
“You must first give her a little hope, making her believe that redemption is still possible. Then make her willingly cultivate the Earth Burial Heaven Scripture.”
One hour later.
The Sword God Palace, rear mountain imperial garden.
The sun shone brightly, and spiritual energy drifted through the air. Cranes cried out melodiously among the clouds, while all kinds of rare spiritual flowers and herbs competed in beauty, filling the air with a refreshing fragrance.
On the jade-stone path that looked like a paradise on earth, Ye Xuan strolled leisurely in a loose golden-black robe embroidered with cloud patterns, his hands clasped behind his back.
His expression was languid, like an idle young master from a mortal aristocratic family out sightseeing. Not the slightest trace of his terrifying pressure escaped from him.
Beside him, Ying’er wore a charming pink-and-white ruqun and held onto his arm with a sweet laugh.
The breeze brushed past, tangling Ying’er’s waterfall of dark hair with the hem of her skirt and making her look lively and alluring.
Yet behind Ye Xuan, Ye Qingcheng knelt cautiously, her gaze filled with indescribable humility.
Ye Xuan glanced down at her from above, the corners of his lips curling into an indifferent arc.
He slowly extended his right hand, curled his five fingers slightly, and pressed his palm against the crown of Ye Qingcheng’s head.
“Hum!”
The next moment, the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art erupted into motion.
A pitch-black vortex radiating a terrifying power of devouring appeared out of thin air in Ye Xuan’s palm.
“Ugh… ah…”
Ye Qingcheng let out a muffled groan of extreme pain, her graceful body convulsing violently.
Visible to the naked eye, streams of incredibly pure lunar spiritual energy flowed continuously through Ye Xuan’s palm, forcibly drawn into his body.
Ye Qingcheng’s already pale face instantly turned as white as gold paper. The veins on her forehead bulged, and cold sweat immediately soaked through the few scraps of cloth remaining on her body.
In the space of just a few breaths, the tiny amount of cultivation Ye Qingcheng had painstakingly recovered was devoured completely by Ye Xuan, strand by strand, until not a trace remained.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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)
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
