The night was deep.
Ning Duanlang stood trembling, his face filled with terror.
He shivered as he looked at Qin Luo, who was sitting on his wooden table, deep in thought.
His voice quivered, "I... I've told you everything I know."
"Can you let me go?"
Ning Duanlang felt that if there were a ranking for the worst reincarnators in the world, he would undoubtedly be at the top of that list.
Just look at him.
He hadn't even made it two days since his reincarnation before he was struck down. He hadn't even had a chance to grow.
He was already controlled by another reincarnator through a Gu worm, and his life was no longer his own.
Qin Luo, hearing this, didn't respond.
He was lost in thought.
First, he needed to clarify one thing: he knew this was a world that blended multiple "chosen one" storylines.
But the specifics of the plot, he only knew in fragments from the system's vague "minor foresight."
Of course, Qin Luo was aware of the background story of this world.
It was roughly about Su Muwan, the greatest antagonist of this world, provoking the chosen ones at every turn, and eventually being beaten to death by them.
How many chosen ones were there?
Qin Luo wasn't sure, but judging by Su Muwan's incredible ability to attract hatred, there should be quite a few. Qin Luo guessed there might be ten? Or... several dozen?
After all, from what Ning Duanlang, a local reincarnator, had told him, according to the original storyline, Su Muwan would provoke forces all over the globe.
And later on, some hidden families and descending sects would emerge.
Of course, Qin Luo knew that his own transmigration had altered many things.
The system's occasional prompts... well, they were a bit out of date.
This could be set aside for now. According to the original storyline, there was one aspect that particularly caught Qin Luo's attention.
He looked at Ning Duanlang, who was standing obediently to the side, and asked, "You said... that the Ning and Su families would be massacred in the future?"
Ning Duanlang, hearing this, felt somewhat puzzled.
Didn't you, brother, reincarnate? Shouldn't you already know this?
While muttering in his heart, he replied, "Yes..."
As he spoke, his eyes filled with venom, and he gritted his teeth, cursing, "It's all Su Muwan's fault, that venomous woman!"
"If it weren't for her..."
Before he could finish.
A sharp, black claw instantly condensed and slashed through the air.
"Slap!!"
"Ugh——!"
Ning Duanlang clutched his face, his head tilted, his eyes vacant.
He slowly turned his head to look at Qin Luo, "Luo... Luo ge... why..."
Qin Luo, hearing this, didn't bother explaining.
Besides, it was just a casual move.
And then...
"Bang!"
He kicked out with a foot toward Ning Duanlang's chest.
The latter cried out in pain and fell to the ground, his face pale.
What the hell!
What are you doing! Aren't you lurking by Su Muwan's side to take revenge on her?
In Ning Duanlang's eyes, someone as despicable as Su Muwan couldn't possibly have anyone who genuinely cared for her!
Qin Luo, on the other hand, looked at Ning Duanlang, who was lying on the ground, confused, and coldly said, "What kind of thing are you?"
"My young lady is not someone you, a useless piece of trash, can speak ill of!"
"This slap and kick are to teach you a lesson!"
Ning Duanlang lowered his head with grievances, "Yes..."
However, as he lowered his head, his eyes filled with venomous hatred as he cursed in his heart.
Qin Luo! You, this venomous man!!
Once I find a way to break the Gu worm in my body, I will definitely endure and develop! Then I'll kill you all!
Not bothering with the other man, Qin Luo calculated with his fingers.
A simple vision of the future appeared in his mind.
Combining it with Ning Duanlang's information, after a moment.
Qin Luo's lips curled slightly upward.
He... had glimpsed the future.
This was interesting.
It seemed that this time, Wang City would be bustling with activity.
Thinking this, Qin Luo glanced at Ning Duanlang.
His eyes revealed a hint of contemplation.
Ning Duanlang, as a reincarnator, knew more than Qin Luo's somewhat vague, occasionally outdated divination techniques.
But precisely because the other was a reincarnator, even with the Gu worm in his body, he was relatively uncontrollable.
So...
After a moment, under Ning Duanlang's nervous gaze, Qin Luo looked up at him and slowly said, "Come here."
Ning Duanlang didn't know what Qin Luo wanted to do, but thinking about how he already had the other's Gu worm in his body, what else could be dangerous?
Therefore, he mustered his courage and walked over.
Then.
Qin Luo's eyes flashed with a dark glow as his fingers formed a claw.
"Bang!"
He slammed a palm onto Ning Duanlang's crown.
Ning Duanlang hadn't even reacted.
He only heard Qin Luo say calmly, "This is my first time using it, so it might hurt a bit. But don't worry, it's normal to feel pain."
Ning Duanlang was stunned, just about to speak.
The next moment.
【Lackey Soul-Destroying Palm!! Activated!!】
"Boom!"
In an instant, a pain that struck straight to the soul spread throughout Ning Duanlang's body.
His facial features twisted together in agony: "Ugh——!!"
【Slap!!】
You are currently striking the soul of a Foundation Realm early-stage cultivator!
【You have struck 1 palm, the soul has been forced out of the body!】
The pain only lasted for a moment!
Ning Duanlang's eyes turned vacant, his body stiffening in place.
But!
What... what happened?
Ning Duanlang's consciousness was still there, and he looked around in confusion.
Suddenly, he saw a scene that terrified him.
He saw... himself!
Or rather, his own body!
And he himself was now in a green, translucent state!
Ning Duanlang's mind went blank in an instant!
I! Am I soul-separated?!
Is this... a technique of Ghost Cultivation?!
And at an extremely high level!
At this moment.
Qin Luo's voice reached him.
"Mm, just as I expected."
"You're the first person I've extracted a soul from, so you can share your thoughts."
!!
Ning Duanlang quickly turned his head to look.
He saw.
His own soul, now in a ghostly state, was being tightly gripped in Qin Luo's hand.
Looking at Qin Luo's eyes, which glowed with black light, Ning Duanlang's soul trembled in horror: "Ghost Cultivation!!"
"Qin Luo, you're insane!"
"How could you practice such a forbidden technique!!"
Soul extraction, soul occupation.
This was another form of cultivation based on martial artists after various powers descended in the previous life.
Known as —— Ghost Cultivation!
Cultivation methods outside of martial arts were ancient taboos.
And Ghost Cultivation was the ultimate taboo among them.
Most people didn't even have access to this knowledge, let alone practice it.
And Qin Luo... could actually do it?!
Ning Duanlang suddenly felt, why did I even choose to reincarnate!!
He was on the verge of tears, it's over!
This time, I'm really finished!
Qin Luo, seeing the other man crying, reached out with a helpless expression: "I just asked you to share your thoughts, why are you crying? Come on, smile."
"Waaaah........"
"Forget it..."
Qin Luo shook his head, his fingertip glowing with black flames as he slowly extended it toward Ning Duanlang's soul.
The latter stopped crying, his eyes filled with fear: "Soul Contract Technique!!"
"Qin Luo, you're insane! You're actually practicing Demon Cultivation!!"
"You're crazy, you're crazy!!"
Demon Cultivation, another form of cultivation based on martial artists.
Hypnosis, control, and other abilities were exclusive to Demon Cultivation.
As the words fell.
The black flames burned on Ning Duanlang's soul.
In just a moment, a complex seal appeared on the soul.
【Congratulations, Master, on contracting a Shadow Creature~~!】
Hearing the prompt in his mind, Qin Luo smiled in satisfaction.
It worked.
The Lackey Soul-Destroying Palm allowed him to touch and extract others' souls.
And the Shadow Arts Master's 【Shadow Contract】 allowed him to contract dead beings.
The method of contracting was also based on this soul contract.
So theoretically, as long as he extracted the soul of subject A, he could perform a forced contract.
It was perfect.
Thinking this, Qin Luo let go.
Ning Duanlang's soul merged back into his body.
And a miraculous scene occurred.
As the soul reintegrated, black flames also surged around Ning Duanlang's body.
He sat on the ground, looking up. For some reason, he suddenly felt that Qin Luo looked more and more pleasing to the eye, more and more worthy of his following.
His eyes filled with admiration as he quickly got up and knelt on the ground, respectfully saying, "Master!"
Qin Luo blinked.
So now, Ning Duanlang was his summoned creature?
Was he really obedient?
Thinking about it, he pointed at Ning Duanlang and said, "Kill yourself and let me see."
"Yes!"
Ning Duanlang twisted his own neck with a snap.
Splat!
Five minutes later.
Qin Luo used his vital energy to resurrect Ning Duanlang.
Seeing this scene,
Qin Luo nodded in satisfaction.
Very good.
Now, let's set up a nice stage for our Celestial Masters.
Wang City's grand stage—come if you dare.
As for Shangguan Chuxue,
to express his gratitude, Qin Luo promised to prepare a big surprise for her later.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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?!

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