Shocking! Horrifying! Terrifying!
Mo Yuan and the group of elders stood frozen in place.
They stared at the humanoid shadow before them, their hearts filled with dread.
From the way it had just devoured their disciple, there was no doubt—this was the Devouring Spirit Demon Art!
So… the inheritor of the Devouring Spirit Demon Art was real?!
Su Muwan slowly swept her gaze across them, her eyes glowing with an eerie violet light, brimming with mockery and disdain as if she were looking at mere ants.
Every person her eyes fell upon couldn’t help but shudder, feeling as though she had seen through everything about them, rendering them insignificant in her eyes.
The shadowy tendrils around her writhed violently as she uttered an arrogant remark: "Still not making a move, you trash?"
!!
"Since you insist on dying!"
Though Mo Yuan was shaken to the core, as the sect leader, he couldn’t tolerate such provocation.
Or rather, at this point, there was no choice but to fight.
"Then stay here!"
With a furious roar, he took the initiative, rapidly forming hand seals before him.
In an instant, his spiritual energy surged violently, transforming into a blazing black qilin wreathed in scorching heat, charging toward Su Muwan with a deafening roar.
The black qilin moved with agility, each step causing the air to tremble violently, dispersing the surrounding smoke and revealing a clear path.
Yet Su Muwan merely let out a derisive laugh, standing completely still until the qilin was upon her.
The shadowy tendrils around her suddenly expanded like black pythons, coiling around the qilin.
The moment shadows and flames met, a sizzling sound erupted—the qilin’s flames dimmed rapidly, as if being devoured.
In just a few blinks, the qilin was completely swallowed by the shadows, vanishing without a trace.
The elders’ expressions darkened. "That’s… the aura of the True Spirit Realm."
"Everyone… hold nothing back!"
As soon as the words were spoken,
They all summoned their magical treasures.
A white-haired elder hurled his horsetail whisk into the air—it instantly enlarged, its countless silver strands standing rigid like icy needles, raining down on Su Muwan in a deadly barrage.
"Tch, how boring."
Su Muwan remained unhurried, her violet eyes flashing as the shadows beneath her feet swirled like a vortex.
The incoming silver strands were immediately caught in the whirlpool, then redirected back toward the elders.
Mo Yuan’s eyes widened in realization. "The Reversal Demon Art!!"
The white-haired elder’s face paled as he swiftly dodged the counterattack, landing nearby and staring at Su Muwan in shock. "That’s one of our sect’s supreme demonic techniques! How do you know it?!"
Su Muwan sneered. "Guess, old man."
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"You’re dead!"
Another elder, his face flushed red, summoned a massive bronze bell that hovered mid-air, emitting deep reverberations. The sound waves materialized into ripples, shaking both the air and the mind.
He bellowed, "You dare steal our demonic techniques?! You won’t leave here alive!"
Yet Su Muwan only spared him a glance before scoffing. "Idiot. Who do you think you’re trying to intimidate with this weak mental assault?"
In my past life, I’ve endured far worse.
The moment she finished speaking,
Her figure blurred—in the next instant, she appeared ghostlike behind the red-faced elder, raising her hand for a light tap.
Too fast!
The elder’s pupils contracted as he instinctively tried to block.
But then, a bone-chilling coldness struck him, as if an icy wind from the depths of the underworld had descended upon him.
Realization dawned, and he screamed in terror: "This monster knows the Bone-Corroding Yin Curse!!"
"Sect Leader! Save—"
Before he could finish,
Squelch!!
A surge of overwhelming, frigid power pierced straight through the elder’s hastily erected spiritual barrier, like a razor-sharp blade of ice stabbing into his back.
The elder felt as though countless icy needles had impaled him—agonizing pain, as if his bones were being eaten away, instantly spread throughout his body.
His body convulsed uncontrollably before he was sent flying forward, a mouthful of blood spraying into the air in a gruesome crimson arc.
Thud!
He crashed to the ground.
His head lolled to the side—his breath ceased.
Mo Yuan stood rooted in place, trembling. "She even knows the Bone-Corroding Yin Curse!!!"
Now, everyone’s hearts were in their throats.
The elders quickly gathered around Mo Yuan, their voices low as they eyed the shadowy figure across from them. "Sect Leader, this person is at least at the True Spirit Realm… and she knows our sacred demonic arts."
Her cultivation being at the True Spirit Realm wasn’t the main issue—after all, their sect leader was also at that level.
Knowing demonic arts wasn’t a problem either—these days, who didn’t know a few?
But the real nightmare was… why was she the inheritor of the Devouring Spirit Demon Art?!
This…
This was practically a death sentence for them!
Mo Yuan had already come to the same conclusion. His expression darkened as he glared at the figure before him and growled, "We cannot let her leave."
"Yes!"
Meanwhile,
On Mo Li’s side.
She had fetched a basin of water and hurried over to the injured disciple who had come to deliver the warning, her eyes filled with concern. "Um… hello, let me help treat your wounds."
"Okay…"
The injured disciple kept his head lowered, his voice weak.
Mo Li nodded and reached out to help him up.
But suddenly—
The moment her hand touched the disciple’s body, his frail demeanor vanished in an instant.
He lifted his head, a swirl of black mist revealing his true face.
It was…
"Qin… Luo?"
Mo Li muttered the name in a daze.
As a major internet celebrity, she definitely recognized him—she’d been scrolling through her phone nonstop lately.
But why was he disguised as one of their sect’s disciples? And why was he here…
Unless—!
Mo Li’s expression twisted in alarm. "You—!"
Before she could react,
A faint golden-pink glimmer flashed in Qin Luo’s eyes.
[Word of Power] & [Charm Eyes], linked activation!
Qin Luo slightly parted his lips, his words carrying an inexplicable allure as they seeped into Mo Li’s consciousness: "From this moment onward, you shall pledge eternal loyalty to Lady Su."
"Wha—!"
Mo Li’s mind exploded with a deafening "boom," as though something had forcibly pried open her thoughts and engraved this command deep within.
Her eyes instantly turned vacant, the lively intelligence in them fading as she mechanically repeated, "I pledge eternal loyalty to Lady Su."
Her voice was flat, devoid of its usual liveliness—she had become nothing more than a puppet under the control of [Word of Power]’s charm.
[Total Army Command]—activated!
[Congratulations, Master, for successfully recruiting key supporting character "Mo Li" for the antagonist.]
[Reward: +10 Attribute Points!]
Perfect.
Qin Luo stood up, dusting himself off as he looked at the entranced Mo Li with satisfaction.
As one of the main heroines of the T0 protagonist Xiao Fei, early preparations were always wise.
Snap~
He flicked his fingers, deactivating the charm ability.
Mo Li’s empty gaze regained its spark.
She stared at Qin Luo, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Qin! Qin Luo! I’m your fan!"
Qin Luo nodded. "Now’s not the time for that…"
"Me! I really want to know—are you and Miss Su Muwan actually together?"
Qin Luo: ?
He blinked. "What are they saying online?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
