That night.
A secret message spread through the mouths of the Dragon Tiger Mountain's Heavenly Master to the ears of the family heads in Wang City.
"Su Muwan is actually... an evil spirit?!"
"I always knew she wasn't human! Look at her, which normal person has such a fierce expression?"
"Exactly. Would a normal person go around unifying a city for no reason?"
"Right, and after unifying it, she comes to Wang City to threaten us."
"Well, now it all makes sense. Su Muwan is an evil spirit, no wonder she's so arrogant and domineering!"
The family heads felt chills running down their spines.
An evil spirit, masquerading as the Su Family's young lady?
Where is the real Su Muwan then?
Most importantly, they weren't worried about the authenticity of the news.
After all, this came directly from the Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, Suan Tianxing.
Their goal was precisely to come to Wang City—to eliminate Su Muwan!
It seemed Su Muwan was still unaware that her identity had been exposed.
Heh, the family heads couldn't help but gloat.
On the day of the Shangguan Family and Long Family's marriage alliance, Su Muwan, you will be reduced to ashes!
As for Qin Luo.
The family heads had secretly agreed on a plan.
Qin Luo, the divine physician, must have been bewitched by that evil spirit, which is why he sided with Su Muwan!
Once he sees Su Muwan's true nature, they would surely make Qin Luo their honored guest!
As for Su Ba, the patriarch of the Su Family.
Tsk tsk, once they expose the truth, they would certainly gain the Su Family's friendship!
In a dimly lit hotel room, faint light seeped through the curtains, casting a tranquil atmosphere.
Suan Tianxing sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed, fists clenched tightly, his face filled with anxiety and exhaustion.
He took a deep breath, exhaling slowly, trying to focus his mind.
However, every time he attempted to activate his Heavenly Eye, shadows and pain surged within him, blocking his thoughts.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
The overwhelming malice in his mind flooded Suan Tianxing's consciousness.
The last time he activated his Heavenly Eye in Jiang City, he was met with a backlash of evil energy, leaving him with indescribable mental scars.
"No... I can't..."
Suan Tianxing gathered his strength, took another deep breath, and began forming hand seals, muttering under his breath:
"Heaven and earth, clear and peaceful, yin and yang in harmony, gather my spirit!"
"Heavenly Eye... open!"
As he chanted, a faint golden light appeared between his brows.
But that was all.
"Heaven and earth, clear and peaceful, yin and yang in harmony, gather my spirit! Heavenly Eye... open!"
Suan Tianxing's voice grew louder.
His aura surged.
"Heavenly Eye... open!"
Suan Tianxing's eyes snapped open, his hand seals rapidly changing as he tried to concentrate all the golden light into his eyes.
However.
Bang!
The golden light dissipated.
The Heavenly Eye... failed to open once again!
"Ugh!!!"
Suan Tianxing gritted his teeth, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his eyes filled with frustration.
He opened his palm, a bitter smile on his lips. "To think that I, a Heavenly Master, have been so traumatized by an evil spirit."
Suan Tianxing, once so illustrious, was now at his lowest point.
He knew that as long as Su Muwan remained alive, his Heavenly Eye... would never open again!
The old Heavenly Master had already purified his Heavenly Eye of the evil energy. All he needed was to overcome the mental barrier, and not only would he regain his Heavenly Eye, but his cultivation would also advance further!
He had already shared his plan with his master.
This matter concerned an evil spirit, and for now, the other party was unaware of their true purpose.
This was perfect.
"The Shangguan Family's wedding banquet will be our best opportunity to act."
Suan Tianxing murmured to himself, his eyes blazing with determination.
Su Muwan, you evil spirit!
I must destroy you and break free from this inner demon!
At that moment.
Ding-ding-ding~
A phone rang.
Suan Tianxing glanced at it, his furrowed brows relaxing instantly.
He answered, his tone becoming playful: "Hey~ Hua-chan, missing your hubby already?"
"Xing-jun~ I miss you so much~"
"Hehe, don't worry, I'll come back to you once I finish dealing with some things here!"
Outside the door.
Zhang Hu and his disciples, who had come to discuss matters with Suan Tianxing and probe for weaknesses, froze in place.
They listened intently.
Upon hearing Suan Tianxing's vulgar remarks, their expressions darkened.
"It's definitely an evil spirit!!"
There was no doubt now!
Earlier, during dinner, the evil spirit had put on a convincing act, pretending to be troubled by the failure to open his Heavenly Eye.
But now!
Just look at him!
Not only did he propose ambushing Su Muwan on the cruise ship right after dinner, but he also pretended to leave, claiming he needed to try opening his Heavenly Eye again.
And now... it was all a sham!
Zhang Hu was certain—Suan Tianxing was no longer Suan Tianxing.
He had become a lecherous evil spirit!
Thus, Zhang Hu turned to the others, his expression grave. "Given the circumstances, we must follow Qin Luo's plan and wait for the right moment to expose this evil spirit... and force it to reveal its true form!"
"Understood!"
...
...
Under the cover of night, on the vast ocean.
A massive cruise ship floated like a palace on the waves.
The ship's lights twinkled like stars, reflecting on the dark sea.
The wedding of Shangguan Xiao and Long Jiuxiao was to be held on this very cruise ship.
Countless staff members bustled about, preparing for the event.
Swish!
At that moment.
A black figure silently cut through the night sky, landing on the ship's deck.
It was Xiao Mo!
Holding the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, he gently waved it.
A low voice echoed through the night: "Ten Thousand Demons... attach!"
Boom!
As the words fell, dense waves of evil energy surged from the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, rushing into the bodies of the cruise ship's staff.
In an instant, they were possessed.
Once done, Xiao Mo didn't leave but instead transformed into a shadow, merging into the Ten Thousand Demon Banner.
Clatter!
The banner fell onto the deck, its evil energy concealed, appearing as nothing more than an ordinary flag.
...
...
At the Ning Family's residence.
In the living room.
A glint of light flashed in Qin Luo's eyes.
He smiled faintly, his preparations complete.
Now, all that was left was... for all the actors to take the stage.
"Qin Luo, press a little harder here!"
"Of course, young lady."
Qin Luo glanced at Su Muwan, who was in high spirits after her midday outburst of eccentric remarks.
He chuckled softly and said, "Young lady, we'll be attending Shangguan Xiao's wedding soon. How are you feeling?"
"Feeling..."
Su Muwan frowned, as if thinking was too much of a hassle.
She gave up on pondering and instead lazily enjoyed Qin Luo's massage, saying, "It's fine. Let's just get it over with. There's so much to do back in Jiang City!"
I even miss the books under my bed. Let's finish this wedding quickly and go home!
Qin Luo was about to respond, but then... he hesitated.
Wait, such casual remarks from a major antagonist often carry deeper meanings.
Su Muwan, as the ultimate antagonist, desires nothing but to act on her whims.
Her actions are dictated entirely by her mood.
So, is Su Muwan implying that she finds Wang City... boring?
That there's no excitement compared to unifying Jiang City?
After all, compared to that, what they're doing in Wang City now is trivial!
I see.
Qin Luo nodded, smiling. "Don't worry, young lady. Before we return, I promise you'll find this trip worthwhile."
"?"
Su Muwan slowly raised a question mark. What are you suddenly talking about?
But Qin Luo's massage was too soothing, so she decided not to press the matter.
She blinked, tilting her head to look at Qin Luo. "Alright, but if I find this trip disappointing..."
Qin Luo looked down at her, smiling softly. "Then I'll leave myself at your mercy."
?
Their eyes met.
Su Muwan was the first to look away, her face flushing red.
Her mind wandered back to the time she almost confessed her feelings.
Coupled with Qin Luo's ambiguous words, Su Muwan's thoughts began to spiral once more.
She quickly stood up, then pretended to remain calm as she glared at Qin Luo, saying, "Oh, how bold this Qin Luo is!"
"Alright then!"
"Don't blame me for being ruthless when the time comes!!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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?!
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?"
