After returning to her own palace, Ji Qingyi’s composed mask completely shattered.
Her flawless face instantly filled with fury!
With her rage, the entire palace space trembled.
Yet she still did not utter a single word.
But at that moment, a voice echoed from the depths of her spiritual heart.
[Do you want to grow stronger? Want to claim your Master for yourself? Want to rule the Three Realms… and become the true Evil God?]
Ji Qingyi was already very familiar with this voice.
She was a relic of the ancient Evil God clan, harboring the residual thoughts of countless ancient Evil Gods within her spiritual heart. To put it bluntly… the dying thoughts of many Evil Gods were concealed inside her heart.
[We Evil Gods lost the ancient Heaven-Conquering War. In the end, it was because our clan never produced a Transcendent-level powerhouse. But after much deliberation among our supreme Evil Gods, we reached a conclusion: Transcendence cannot be achieved through training alone. The Immortal Emperor realm is the final destination for all cultivators.]
[However, our Evil God clan has also discovered a method to artificially create a Transcendent: to forge an independent Dao outside the Three Thousand Great Daos, to create a new Dao origin… Only then can one fully step into the ranks of the Transcendents.]
Ji Qingyi listened to the murmurs of the many Evil God spirits within her heart. She had grown used to it.
[Your Master is likely a Transcendent. If you stop here for the rest of your life, you will never catch up to him. But if you become a Transcendent yourself—even stronger than him—you can monopolize your Master entirely.]
Faced with the temptation of the voice, Ji Qingyi’s expression remained calm as still water.
[You are our Evil God clan’s final hope. We merged the essence blood of billions of ancient Evil God clan powerhouses and forcibly created you—this supreme Evil fetus. The source of the Evil Dao has already been fused into your very bones and blood. You are a born Evil Emperor, the most suitable descendant for the path of Transcendence!]
Ji Qingyi understood completely: these so-called Evil God thoughts had no good intentions. They only wanted to use her as a vessel. Perhaps they intended to have her forge the Evil Spirit Dao for them, and once the Dao was complete, they would replace her.
Such a crude scheme.
But she stepped into the trap anyway.
It was still unknown who was the chess piece and who was the chess player.
After cutting off contact with the Evil God spirits, Ji Qingyi slowly sat cross-legged on her cushion, calming the storm raging inside her heart.
“Hmph—”
Suddenly, she let out a soft laugh, though it carried an eerie, extreme strangeness.
The cultivation of the young girl radiated outward. Unbeknownst to anyone, she had already reached the Third Life Emperor Realm!!!
That’s right—Ji Qingyi was only sixteen years old this year. Counting from the age of three, when Jiang Che brought her back to the Demon Palace, she had been cultivating for merely thirteen years. Yet in those thirteen years, she had gone from an ordinary Foundation Establishment practitioner to a Third Life Emperor Realm powerhouse. From a certain angle… Ji Qingyi’s talent was even greater than Mo Shangxie’s!
After a moment of thought, Ji Qingyi slowly raised her hand… The evil aura gathered for a moment, then faded away!
Innate Evil Aura!
Ji Qingyi had hidden deeper than anyone. She had already merged with the Evil Dao origin!
In truth, if Jiang Che had used his system to inspect Ji Qingyi, he would have discovered her abnormality. But Jiang Che never used the system to investigate his own people.
…
A few days later.
Mo Shangxie walked out of the Demon Palace, licking her lips.
Ever since she had conquered her Master, she had grown bolder and bolder, even openly being intimate with Jiang Che in front of many Demon Emperors.
“Senior Sister, I want to embark on the Immortal Path and fight alongside you!”
Suddenly, Ji Qingyi walked out, catching Mo Shangxie off guard.
“Senior… Junior Sister? You want to step onto the Immortal Path?”
Ji Qingyi nodded expressionlessly.
“This—” Mo Shangxie had originally wanted to refuse. After all, she had only just claimed her Master and wanted to spend some honeymoon time cementing their bond.
But then she had a thought: perhaps her junior sister was trying to distract herself, to let go of her feelings for their Master? That was possible!
Yes! That must be it. Junior sister must have finally come to terms with it!
“Alright, since that’s the case… Senior Sister will take you along the Immortal Path. You and I, fellow disciples of the same sect, will join forces and defeat all the strong of the Three Realms!”
Mo Shangxie declared proudly.
“Okay!” Ji Qingyi lowered her eyes, a strange, eerie light flickering within them.
…
In the following years, Mo Shangxie and Ji Qingyi became synonymous with invincibility among the younger generation of cultivators in the Three Realms.
Both of them achieved the Quasi-Immortal realm, hailed as the peerless twin goddesses of their era.
They became the dream lovers of countless male cultivators.
“Junior Sister…”
Mo Shangxie approached Ji Qingyi. She was now even beginning to feel afraid of her own junior sister.
Yes, Mo Shangxie was terrified of Ji Qingyi!
Because during these three years, as they traversed the Immortal Path together, they had encountered countless life-threatening dangers!
Almost every time, it was a deadly crisis. Even she wasn’t entirely sure why so many perils existed.
For example, they once ventured into an ancient secret realm that was said to open only once in a million years. It attracted countless geniuses from the Three Realms to compete for treasures. But unexpectedly, the secret realm mutated. What was supposed to be a treasure-hunting ground turned into a death trap. The realm activated a Ten Directions Extinction Array, capable of slaying Immortal Emperors, killing countless geniuses.
Even she herself nearly died back then. She wanted to shatter a Dimensional Escape Talisman, only to realize… she had somehow forgotten to bring one?
It was her junior sister who risked her life, giving her own Escape Talisman to Mo Shangxie and forcing her out of the realm despite her protests. Mo Shangxie went mad trying to find her sister… That was the Ten Directions Extinction Array, a formation of certain death.
In the end, she found only the mangled remains of her junior sister, with barely a breath left in her. Countless divine pills were consumed just to bring her back from the brink of death.
And that was only one example!
There were also mysterious Transcendence Assassins who came to kill her. Her junior sister took a fatal blow for her, suffering severe injuries…
In short, over these years, Ji Qingyi had saved her no fewer than ten times!!!
Every single time, her junior sister was gravely wounded, filling Mo Shangxie with unbearable guilt.
Especially once, when her junior sister lay unconscious from severe injuries, her lips faintly called out for their Master’s name…
It like cold water dumped over Mo Shangxie’s head.
That was why she now dared not face her junior sister. Junior sister still loved their Master, yet Mo Shangxie had forcibly taken all of their Master’s love for herself.
This tormented her conscience endlessly. Every time she saw her junior sister, her guilt gnawed at her.
But could she give up her Master and surrender him to her junior sister? How could she bear that?
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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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?!
