The Jialan Empress was utterly devastated!
She had never imagined that upon waking, her own daughter would actually blame her, the mother!
Just what kind of bewitching potion had Jiang Che fed her?
How had her once sweet and obedient daughter turned into this?
"Ling'er... Ling'er, listen to me..."
Jia Ling'er's expression turned sorrowful, looking pitiful beyond words. Combined with her frail appearance after just being freed from petrification, she gave off the aura of a grieving widow.
"Mother... you... you still took action against him..."
The girl lowered her head. She didn’t openly rebel against her mother but chose silence instead—after all, her mother still held immense weight in her heart.
"I didn’t kill him! And I couldn’t even if I tried! You have no idea... Jiang Che has been..."
Just as the Empress was about to expose Jiang Che’s wicked deeds, his leisurely voice echoed in her ears.
[Your Majesty, have you forgotten our agreement? If I stop providing my heart’s blood willingly... Ling'er might just turn back to stone by tomorrow!]
Jiang Che’s voice was infuriatingly smug, transmitted directly to the Empress.
[You—!]
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Truly, only the Empress could yield such massive rewards—over two billion points in such a short time. No ordinary person could pull that off!
"Mother... what has he been doing?" Jia Ling'er pressed urgently.
"You—he’s not even dead! Just turn around and look!" The woman pointed behind Jia Ling'er, exasperated.
The girl slowly turned her head...
"Cough..." A young man stood there, his clothes tattered, blood trickling from the corner of his lips. His chest was drenched in crimson, the terrifying wound visible even through the fabric.
Jiang Che’s face was deathly pale, looking like he was on death’s doorstep.
"Jiang Che!!!"
Jia Ling'er was overjoyed to see him, but the sight of his miserable state left her stunned.
She glanced at Jiang Che, then back at her mother.
"Mother... did you torture him?"
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The Jialan Empress was speechless. She had never met someone so shameless!
In just one second, Jiang Che had changed into this pitiful state—clearly to manipulate Ling'er’s sympathy. Once he revealed the truth about the "Midnight Heartbreak," Ling'er, with her tender heart, would undoubtedly fall completely for him.
There’d be no turning back then!
"Cough... Ling'er, it’s not like that. Don’t misunderstand Her Majesty. I... cough... volunteered!"
When it came to acting, the entertainment industry owed Jiang Che an Oscar.
Corny? Maybe. But who cared if it worked?
This smooth combo was bound to leave Jia Ling'er utterly fooled.
[You... what exactly are you trying to do? Lies will eventually be exposed...]
Jiang Che shot a sidelong glance at the frantic Empress. What’s the rush? Just stay there and keep generating points!
"Ling'er, I did it willingly."
Jia Ling'er blinked. "Willingly? What happened? Why am I no longer petrified?"
"It’s nothing. Her Majesty just... told me another way to save you, and I took it."
Jiang Che smiled weakly.
Jialan Empress: "???"
[What do you mean? Explain yourself... Since when did I tell you anything? Don’t you dare pin this on me!]
She had sorely underestimated Jiang Che’s shamelessness.
This guy was clearly shifting the blame onto her while painting himself as the noble hero—even risking Ling'er resenting her.
[Your Majesty, remember our agreement. Stay calm, alright?]
Calm? She was about to be branded a cruel mother! How could she stay calm?!
"Another way to save me? There’s another method?!" Jia Ling'er exclaimed excitedly.
"What is it???" Her beautiful eyes sparkled with hope.
Before, there had only been one way—Jiang Che’s death.
Now that there was another option, no matter what, it had to be better than dying, right?
The naive girl thought so.
Truthfully, if her feelings for Jiang Che had been ambiguous before, now... she had finally recognized her own heart.
She might not have fallen completely for him yet, but Jiang Che had already carved a permanent place in her heart.
This emotion had taken root in twisted circumstances, leaving even her bewildered.
"It’s nothing... as long as you’re safe, Ling'er." Jiang Che didn’t elaborate, merely gently smoothing her hair.
But his demeanor only deepened Jia Ling'er’s suspicion.
She studied him again, and her pupils shrank in horror.
"Jiang... Jiang Che, what’s with these injuries? You’re so badly hurt... is it because of... me?"
"Shh." Jiang Che pressed a finger to his lips. "Don’t ask, Ling'er."
Yet the more he avoided it, the more convinced she became.
Jiang Che must have paid an unbearable price to break her petrification.
She’d read enough romance novels to recognize this trope—the male lead striking a deal with the devil or wagering his life to save the heroine.
Tears streaming down her face, the girl threw herself into Jiang Che’s arms, right in front of the Jialan Empress, and the two began whispering sweet nothings.
Jialan Empress: "......"
She was on the verge of a breakdown. Despite her unrivaled power, she was helpless to change anything. Worse, this damned human was shamelessly fondling Ling'er right before her eyes!
And to think... not long ago, the same wretched human had kissed her too! Now this—!
"Enough! Ling'er, I’ll tell you the truth!"
Veins bulged on the Empress’s forehead as she used her magic to separate the two.
"Ling'er, I... I scoured our ancestors’ records and finally found a way to break the ancestral curse. But..."
In the end, the Jialan Empress caved, covering for Jiang Che.
With Ling'er’s life in his hands, she had no choice but to comply.
"What? Midnight Heartbreak?!"
Jia Ling'er clapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with terror.
Then her gaze fell on the bloody wound over Jiang Che’s heart.
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Instantly, twin trails of tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Waaah... how could you be so foolish?! Midnight Heartbreak... how much pain did you endure?!"
Girls were emotional creatures, and Jia Ling'er was no exception.
Once a haughty young mistress, she’d had her pride crushed by Jiang Che, her spoiled temper worn away...
Now that he’d saved her life, how could her heart not sway?
She wasn’t Shen Yu, after all.
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?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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
