Buzz!
Amidst a swirl of black mist, Qin Luo reappeared in the Hall of Inheritance.
He glanced at Su Muwan, who seemed lost in thought, and smiled. "Miss, I'm back."
At the same time, he reached into the black vortex beside him with effortless grace.
Su Muwan sat on a stone table, eyes closed in contemplation. Hearing his voice, she gave a slight nod.
Slowly opening her eyes, she rubbed her temples and looked at Qin Luo. "Qin Luo, something feels... off to me."
Qin Luo tilted his head, wearing just the right amount of confusion. "What is it?"
Then, he yanked Ye Qun out of the vortex.
Ye Qun’s face was vacant, drool dripping from his mouth as his limp body dangled from Qin Luo’s grip.
With a casual release—
Plop!
Ye Qun collapsed onto the ground, giggling like an idiot. "Hehehe... I'm Little Leaf... yay..."
Su Muwan: "......"
Well, there’s the problem.
Her eye twitched violently as she stared at Qin Luo, who was still grinning.
Seriously?!
Can someone explain this?!
How did this guy turn a freaking T0 powerhouse into a drooling moron?!
Huh?!
Does that even make sense?!
Qin Luo, you’re absolutely insane!
As she stewed in disbelief—
"Hey, hey, hey..."
Su Muwan sauntered over, standing beside Qin Luo while eyeing Ye Qun, who was now pretending to row a boat on the floor.
"What’s the point of dragging this trash here when he’s like this?"
"Wouldn’t dumping him in a mental asylum be better?"
Qin Luo shrugged. "I was going to, but then I remembered—there’s something hidden inside him."
With that, he snapped his fingers.
A black hand materialized above Ye Qun’s head and yanked downward.
Whoosh!
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream followed as the spectral form of an old man in gray robes was ripped out.
Clutched in the black hand’s grip, the old man stared at Qin Luo in horror.
H-how?!
He could actually touch a spirit?!
But more importantly—
The old man’s gaze flicked to Su Muwan beside Qin Luo, and his soul nearly leaped out of his spectral body.
"GYAAAAHHH!!! JIHAN, YOU’RE STILL ALIVE?!!"
Su Muwan blinked. "???"
What the hell is this guy screaming about?!
SMACK!
"Shut it."
Qin Luo backhanded the old man, instantly silencing him.
The spirit trembled in midair, clutching his spectral cheek.
Why am I getting slapped even as a ghost...
Su Muwan had been wondering about something for a long time.
And now, she finally asked.
"Hey, old man."
She smiled sweetly at the shivering spirit. "What exactly is this ‘Jihan the Frost Fiend’ you all keep talking about?"
"Does that thing... look like me?"
Qin Luo, still holding the spirit, raised a warning hand. "Everything you say will determine how much pain you’re in."
The old man shuddered.
He glanced at Su Muwan again.
N-no way...
The resemblance was uncanny.
"Look alike?"
He forced a weak laugh. "Well... not exactly the same..."
Su Muwan relaxed.
"More like..."
"Exactly the same."
Su Muwan: ?!
Qin Luo sighed. "Just as I thought."
Su Muwan whipped her head toward him, eyes wide.
"Just as you thought what?!"
Ignoring her mix of shock, fury, and disbelief, Qin Luo snapped his fingers again.
Click.
Dark energy enveloped the old man, instantly assimilating him into a shadow creature.
Su Muwan spun around.
"Hey! You just turned him without even asking?!"
"Master."
The now-shadowed old man bowed respectfully.
Qin Luo nodded. "Tell us what you know about Jihan the Frost Fiend."
"Understood."
The shadowed elder began, his voice steeped in ancient memory.
"Back then, this realm was known as the Profound Heaven World. No one knew where or how the woman called ‘Jihan the Frost Fiend’ appeared."
Su Muwan deadpanned. Why does this sound like an NPC monologue?!
"All they knew was..."
"Wherever she walked, rivers froze, mountains turned to ice."
"She wielded endless blizzards and ice spears, piercing through cultivators’ defenses like paper, turning their bodies into sieves."
Su Muwan looked down at her own palms: ......
Qin Luo grabbed her hand, examining it with exaggerated surprise. "These little hands did all that?"
Whap!
Su Muwan smacked him away, flustered. "Hey! That wasn’t me!"
The shadow elder continued.
"The great sects of the Profound Heaven World rose against her. Countless elite disciples marched to battle... but against her power, their resistance was futile."
"She didn’t just possess world-ending strength—she was cunning, skilled in manipulating minds."
"Many cultivators had their consciousness stripped away, turned into puppets that slaughtered their own kin."
Su Muwan’s eyes widened as fragments of a forbidden technique she’d learned in the demonic sect flashed through her mind.
No way... it can’t be...
"The land was ravaged. Cities crumbled. Families were torn apart."
The elder paused, trembling. "They say... to increase her power, she slaughtered cultivators en masse, devouring their spiritual energy and souls."
"Rumors claim... the Soul-Devouring Demon Art originated from her!"
Su Muwan: ...
Qin Luo: ...
After a beat of silence, Qin Luo asked, "Anything else?"
"Well..."
The elder hesitated. "I remember... Jihan annihilated the Taigu Xuan Sect for one reason..."
"For what?"
"Ah! Right!"
"The Profound Heaven Pearl!"
"But she never obtained it."
Profound Heaven Pearl?
Qin Luo frowned. What would she want with that?
Whatever. He had the gist of it.
With a wave, the shadow elder and Ye Qun vanished.
Qin Luo fell into thought.
If Jihan the Frost Fiend is Su Muwan after traveling through the Bronze Cauldron...
Why would she want the Profound Heaven Pearl?
Its only known uses are soul nourishment... and as a key to the Bronze Gate.
Is there something else?
Meanwhile—
Su Muwan was done.
Just... completely done.
Life was hard. Su Muwan sighed.
She knew she had terrible luck. Knew her karma score was probably in the negatives.
BUT STILL!
This was too much!
"WAAAHHHH!!!"
She lunged at Qin Luo, biting his hand like an angry kitten. "This is a joke! A sick joke!"
"That is me!!"
Using ice! It turns people into puppets! And it even devours spiritual energy!!
Who else could it be but her?
This... this is just...!
Su Muwan trembled violently, on the verge of collapse—why is it always me who gets hurt?
Qin Luo wanted to pat Su Muwan's head, but his hands had lost their autonomy, making it rather inconvenient.
No matter what...
The young mistress, crying in frustration, was utterly adorable...
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
