"All elders! Follow me to slay this woman!"
"She must not be allowed to leave the Demon Sect!!"
With a furious roar, Mo Yuan swiftly formed hand seals.
This woman knew the Tai Xuan Demon Sect's techniques and bore the legacy of the Devouring Spirit Demon Art. If she were allowed to roam freely in the world...
The Tai Xuan Demon Sect... would inevitably be thrust into the eye of the storm!
It seems... I must go all out.
With this thought, Mo Yuan took a deep breath. As his hand seals shifted, a shadowy demonic pagoda slowly materialized behind him.
Wreathed in swirling demonic energy, the pagoda exuded an oppressive, terrifying aura.
This was his lifebound artifact—the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda Seal!
"The Sect Master has summoned his lifebound artifact!"
"Everyone! Hold nothing back!!"
A white-haired elder was the first to respond, raising his emerald-green staff high before slamming it into the ground.
Hum!
The gem atop the staff blazed with verdant light, instantly transforming into a lush forest of towering trees.
The other elders followed suit, unleashing a dazzling array of attacks—golden radiance, icy blades, scorching flames—all converging toward Su Muwan in an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy.
Watching this spectacle, Su Muwan merely smirked.
"Pathetic."
Her violet eyes flared with power as an invisible wave of psychic energy rippled outward, clashing with the incoming attacks.
In an instant, the elders' vision twisted—some found themselves trapped in a sea of infernal flames, others plunged into an abyss of endless frost. Their minds wavered, and their coordinated assault fell into disarray.
Mo Yuan's expression darkened. "The Phantom Demon Dream Art?!"
So, this monster truly knew their sect's supreme techniques.
No... for all he knew, she might have mastered all of them!
In that brief moment, Su Muwan blurred into motion, closing the distance to a yellow-robed elder in a ghostly flash. She raised her hand, poised to strike—
"Don't even think about it!"
Mo Yuan's eyes sharpened. Channeling his spiritual energy into the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda Seal, he bellowed, "BREAK!!!"
BOOM!
A devastating shockwave erupted as the pagoda descended with earth-shattering force, compressing the air around it until it crackled with explosive pressure.
Su Muwan had no choice but to abandon her attack and brace for the impact.
Mo Yuan poured every ounce of his energy into the strike, determined to shatter her illusions and crush her in one fell swoop.
Where the pagoda landed, the ground collapsed under the pressure, sending dust and debris hurtling skyward. The entire sect plaza trembled violently, as if the heavens themselves were about to split apart.
Yet Su Muwan showed no fear. As the pagoda loomed overhead, she abruptly clasped her hands together.
In a flash, the shadows around her surged violently, coalescing into a massive, ink-black qilin.
Damn it!
Mo Yuan's pupils constricted—his own technique was being mirrored back at him?!
But did she really think this would be enough?
CRASH!
The Demon-Suppressing Pagoda Seal slammed into the shadowy qilin.
The collision unleashed a ring-shaped shockwave that sent nearby disciples flying, blood spraying from their mouths as they crashed to the ground.
Mo Yuan stared intently at the clash, desperate for this strike to succeed.
Yet, against all odds, the black qilin held firm, resisting the pagoda's crushing weight.
From behind the qilin, Su Muwan locked eyes with Mo Yuan, her gaze dripping with mockery.
"Do you know what water at 100 degrees Celsius is?"
100-degree water?
Mo Yuan instinctively pondered the question—but before he could answer, Su Muwan sneered:
"(Boiling) Trash."
"?!"
Mo Yuan's face twisted with rage. "YOU DARE?!"
Seizing the moment, Su Muwan flicked her wrists. The qilin's form dissolved, morphing into a whirling black vortex.
The vortex spun faster and faster, reversing the flow of energy—now draining the pagoda's spiritual power instead!
No!
Mo Yuan's pupils shrank. A tremendous force surged back through his spiritual connection, striking his chest like a hammer. He staggered, barely suppressing the urge to vomit blood.
As he faltered, Su Muwan darted out from behind the vortex.
Her hands flew through another series of seals, her eyes glowing with a mesmerizing pink-violet hue.
"Enthralling Demon Heart Art!!"
Hum—!
Invisible threads of allure, fine as spider silk, drifted toward Mo Yuan and the elders, slipping unnoticed into their minds.
Mo Yuan's vision blurred. Unbidden memories of a gentler past surfaced—a time when he, too, had yearned for peace.
The other elders fared worse, their eyes glazing over with intoxication, utterly forgetting the life-or-death battle around them.
Su Muwan hovered in midair, surveying her handiwork with satisfaction.
Perfect. Flawless. Delightful~
In my past life, even with my talents, I couldn’t have soloed the Tai Xuan Demon Sect this quickly.
But now? With Qin Luo’s help, I’m unstoppable!
Who would’ve thought dual cultivation with him would pay off so well?
Alright, time to end this.
Good thing there are no T0 protagonists here—otherwise, my flawless victory might’ve been ruined by some ridiculous plot armor.
Just as the thought crossed her mind—
Hum—!
A gentle white light suddenly radiated from the side.
Su Muwan: "?"
She turned, bewildered.
There, rising unsteadily from the crowd of injured disciples, was a young man—his eyes vacant, yet his body bathed in a pure, holy glow.
He stretched out a hand, and the light expanded, cleansing the surrounding shadows like dawn breaking through darkness.
As the radiance spread, Mo Yuan and the elders snapped out of their trance, gasping in shock.
"Xiao Fei?"
One elder recognized him, stunned. "That’s the dead-last outer disciple! How did he break our illusions?"
No sooner had he spoken than—
Thud!
Xiao Fei's glow flickered out, and he collapsed to the ground.
Mo Yuan shook his head, refocusing on Su Muwan. "We’ll deal with that later."
"Right now, concentrate on this monster!"
"Do not let her trap you in another illusion!"
"Understood!"
Su Muwan rolled her eyes.
Seriously? This damn protagonist aura...
Well, whatever. Qin Luo hasn’t arrived yet—might as well play a little longer.
With a sinister chuckle, she sneered, "Heh heh heh heh heh~~"
"Fine, fine! I’ve got a few more tricks to test on you lot!"
......
......
Hidden in the shadows, Qin Luo observed everything, his gaze lingering on Xiao Fei.
A faint smile curled his lips.
[System Notification:
T0 Protagonist—"Xiao Fei" of "Twin Paths of Light and Dark: Ascending with the Divine Body" detected.
The host's villain has rendered him unconscious!
Reward: 10 Attribute Points!]
As expected.
The T0 protagonist was here all along.
Turning to the curious Mo Li beside him, he pointed at Xiao Fei and commanded:
"Before he regains his memories—get close to him. Earn his trust. Protect him."
"Then... after he regains his memories."
"Betray him."
Mo Li glanced at Xiao Fei and nodded. "Got it, Luo. By the way, people online are saying Miss Su forced you to be her boyfriend. Is that true?"
"Slander. Pure lies. We're in love."
"That checks out. They said you’d deny it under pressure from Miss Su."
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s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
