Yue Junyang raised the divine sword in his hand and walked toward the [Magic Mirror] at the seal.
His whole body resembled a moving pillar of golden light.
The distance was not far, only a dozen meters or so.
As he passed by Chen Miemie and Liu Bo, he paused slightly.
"Did you know, when I was little, my name was actually Yue Yang. I changed it myself before starting school.
When I was a kid, I read a martial arts novel with a hypocrite named 'Yue Buqun'.
He clearly had everything—property, wealth, a wife, a daughter, prestige, and status. He could have lived the life of a wealthy man, but his vanity was too strong. For the sake of his goals, he was never satisfied and would stop at nothing, even willing to shatter everything he already possessed.
Many people hated him, but I admired his reckless willpower. At the same time, I was afraid of becoming like him, falling into endless obsession. So, I changed my name to Yue Junyang to remind myself constantly.
Yue Junyang. Jun and Yang combined form the character Qun (flock). I am Yue Qun. Removing the 'Bu' (not) from his name is like removing the 'hypo' from 'hypocrite', leaving behind a true gentleman."
"How about you don't act so serious? I'm not really used to it. If it doesn't work, should we switch to someone else?"
"Impossible. Chen Miemie, do you think the choices given to you will always be this easy? Reshuffling a guaranteed winning hand? I accepted it, and I won't go back on my word.
My, Yue Junyang's, life has already been 99% played out. Why shouldn't I be allowed to finish acting out this final scene!"
Under the gaze of the crowd.
Yue Junyang charged into the [Magic Mirror] like a miniature sun.
In the mirror, his expression during his final sprint was frozen—three parts ferocious, three parts fearful, three parts bloodshot, and one part resolute.
"Clang~"
The divine sword was left outside by him at the last moment. Without Yue Junyang, the light on the blade vanished, turning it back into that obviously fake, broken little sword.
The voice of the [Trial] rang out: "The first seal has been successfully repaired."
Chen Miemie was teleported away to the next seal point. The blood pillar on Liu Bo disappeared, leaving him in place, where he was immediately restrained by others.
President An stepped forward and picked up the broken little sword from the ground with both hands.
"Disguised for a lifetime without changing his original heart, this is a true gentleman."
The East District seal point.
Chen Miemie came back to his senses and once again saw the familiar faces of the [Silver Moon Court].
At this point in the East District, the temporary leader was the Rubik's Cube-headed Fina.
The [Silver Moon Court] had produced a [Mystery] Rank 6, elevating the status of the entire society.
Cassan shouted, "Chen Miemie, beautifully done!"
The news of the successful repair of the first seal had instantly spread to the other three locations.
Chen Miemie had just greeted the people from the society.
Two other blood-red pillars of light appeared.
They were still people Chen Miemie knew.
On the left was Dr. Hua, and on the right was Mrs. Jin.
Dr. Hua was a member of the combat logistics medical team tonight. Suddenly teleported over, he quickly understood the rules told to him by the [Trial] and calmed down.
Mrs. Jin appeared very panicked.
She had been at home, taking care of Mr. Jin, who had lost his lower body, and Little Jin.
After a moment of daze, she arrived on the battlefield, stared at by a large circle of strange people, with inexplicable voices ringing in her ears, seemingly telling her some rules.
Her hair was messy and her face haggard. Faced with this abnormal and sudden situation, she was extremely flustered.
The Core Seal Point.
The think tanks immediately went into high-speed operation again. The files of Dr. Hua and Mrs. Jin were rapidly placed in front of everyone.
Commander Sun no longer asked for the opinions of these think tanks.
It wasn't that he didn't believe in their abilities, but rather he had clearly seen the situation: the most crucial person in this trial was actually Chen Miemie.
Chen Miemie didn't ask for anyone else's opinion or show any intention of seeking help.
Or rather, Chen Miemie had his own rhythm, and forced interference might backfire.
All they could do was gather as much information as possible and provide it to Chen Miemie.
The East District Seal Point.
"Mrs. Jin, calm down first and carefully understand the rules whispering in your ear," Chen Miemie said, approaching her.
"Chen Miemie! What is going on? How was I suddenly transported here? How is my family?" Mrs. Jin asked non-stop, as if grasping at a lifesaver.
After she figured out the situation.
"Impossible. I still have a husband and a child at home. I won't go repair any seal, don't even think about it." Mrs. Jin's expression changed instantly.
Dr. Hua, who had been standing quietly to the side for a long time, finally spoke up.
"As long as you meet one request of mine, I am willing to go."
Dr. Hua wasn't just speaking to Chen Miemie; he was speaking to everyone around them.
"My only request is this: enact a law banning organ transplants."
Chen Miemie remained silent.
An official from the crowd stepped forward:
"Legislation isn't something that happens just by talking about it. I have consulted Commander Sun. On behalf of the Triumvirate Council, he agrees to your request and will push the process to enact the new law within three months."
Dr. Hua remained expressionless. "I don't trust your verbal promises. The municipal government must immediately send a mass message, announcing the legislative content to the entire city. I want to see the signatures of everyone on the Triumvirate Council on it."
The official went back to communicating through his watch.
Chen Miemie walked up to Dr. Hua.
"Dr. Hua, forcing the hand of the top brass like this, do you not want to keep working at the clinic in the future?"
"If they agree, I only have today; there is no future to speak of. If I don't fight for it now, I guarantee these politicians will change their tune the moment I'm dead."
"Dr. Hua, did you not understand what I meant, or did you understand and are just playing dumb?
The problem right now isn't about which of two kind-hearted people is willing to sacrifice themselves.
It's that one of you two wants to destroy the seal.
Mrs. Jin is an ordinary woman who just wants to live a peaceful life; she probably doesn't even know what the seal is.
If she isn't the one trying to destroy the seal, then wouldn't it be you?"
Dr. Hua nodded slightly, not refuting it. "Then you can choose her."
Chen Miemie stepped back between Dr. Hua and Mrs. Jin, frowning inwardly.
Dr. Hua was much harder to deal with than Liu Bo and Yue Junyang.
Just as Chen Miemie's probing yielded no results and he fell into a dilemma.
The official from earlier returned.
He wasn't there to reply to Dr. Hua's request; he brought the latest intelligence gathered by the municipal government.
"Chen Miemie, Mrs. Jin's panic is highly likely faked. According to the intelligence we've gathered, her [Mystery] has already broken through to 1. She's also been asking around about secret societies these past few days. She's intentionally hiding it.
An eyewitness saw her pick up pieces of good fabric from a garbage pile, stick the torn scraps together, and turn them into a perfectly intact piece of clothing. The only flaw is a tiny, faint line where the fabric was spliced."
Chen Miemie looked at Mrs. Jin again.
He noticed a few irregular lines on her clothes. They were very thin, and without being pointed out, they could easily be mistaken for the texture of the fabric.

uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”