"Assist me?"
Su Muwan blinked her eyes. "Though I don't know how you plan to help me deal with just a measly Qin Luo."
"But then again..."
"I trust you completely!"
With that—
Boom!
Her aura erupted in full force.
A biting wave of frigid energy surged outward from Su Muwan, instantly freezing the surrounding air.
Crack—!
The vines of the Flower of Evil were instantly encased in ice.
Su Muwan was holding back no longer.
She had restrained herself earlier, fearing she might kill Mu He outright.
But now that Qin Luo had given his word, she saw no reason to hold back!
"Die already!"
Su Muwan let out a fierce cry as the cold around her intensified. Transforming into a streak of white light, she shot toward the Flower of Evil at blinding speed.
Behind her, a trail of frost stretched in her wake, freezing the air in her path and forming countless sharp icicles that rained down upon the monstrous flower.
The Flower of Evil writhed violently, sensing unprecedented danger.
[No! Stay away!]
The voices of Mu He and Qing'er rang out from within.
Countless vines lashed toward Su Muwan.
But—crack!
The moment they neared her, the vines froze solid under her chilling aura.
Brittle and fragile, they shattered into icy dust at the slightest touch.
Zixuan's eyelids twitched as she frantically manipulated the threads of fate, weaving miracles befitting a chosen one.
Damn it.
In all her years, she had never encountered a situation like this.
But she hadn’t spent decades pulling the strings of destiny for nothing!
Fate’s Web—go!!
Hum!
In an instant, the surrounding fortune converged into Mu He’s thread of fate.
Boost his luck! Let him survive this calamity!
Meanwhile, deep within the Flower of Evil’s core...
Mu He clutched Qing'er tightly as she weakened from exhaustion, shouting desperately, "Qing'er! Qing'er! Wake up!"
Through the Flower of Evil’s vision, he saw Su Muwan charging toward them.
To him, she looked terrifying—monstrous.
Just like... the creature that had once attacked Qing'er.
Panic surged through his chest.
Am I... going to lose Qing'er again?
But as the thought crossed his mind—
Mu He clenched his fists.
No... I won’t...
Gritting his teeth, he forced himself up, his gaze locking onto Su Muwan with unwavering resolve.
No more running.
No more hiding.
With every ounce of strength, Mu He willed the Flower of Evil to collide with Su Muwan, roaring, "I—!"
"Will protect Qing'er!!!!"
BOOM!!!
As his voice echoed, an emerald glow of boundless vitality erupted from both Mu He and Qing'er.
Qing'er, though dazed, could feel his determination.
As if by miracle, she regained her strength, trembling as she reached out to grasp his hand.
"Mu... He..."
"This time... we’ll stay together..."
Her voice was faint, but filled with absolute trust in him.
Mu He’s expression hardened further.
My bond with Qing'er... my resolve... our future!
Everything I am! My soul! My very being!
"I’m betting it all on this strike!"
Channeling all his energy, Mu He reshaped the Flower of Evil, condensing its power into a single devastating blow.
Countless vines coiled into a massive fist, hurtling toward Su Muwan.
Su Muwan scoffed. "Is that all?"
To her, such an attack was trivial.
But then—
Zixuan, watching the threads of fate, exhaled in relief.
Fate was a fickle thing.
Because in this world... miracles existed.
Her eyes flickered toward the final clash between Su Muwan and the Flower of Evil.
Su Muwan, you lose.
Because...
The miracle is here.
Just as Su Muwan prepared to shatter the incoming attack—
Thud!!
A sudden, paralyzing chill seized her entire body.
"!!"
Her pupils contracted.
An overwhelming surge of cold and stiffness locked her in place.
No way...
Su Muwan froze mid-air.
The frost poison...
Chose now to flare up?!
You’ve got to be kidding me!!!
Meanwhile—
[Don’t underestimate—]
[The bond between me and Qing'er!!!]
Bond my foot! Someone’s cheating here!!
Ice crept up Su Muwan’s legs as she watched the colossal fist closing in.
In the end... I still couldn’t...
Just as despair set in—
Whoosh!
A wave of warmth flooded through her, instantly dispelling the frost poison.
I can move again?!
And in that very instant—
BZZZT!!!!
The threads of fate twisted violently, writhing like frenzied centipedes before scattering into nothingness.
"Wait!"
Zixuan’s face paled as she whipped her head toward Su Muwan.
What is this?!
Qin Luo?!!
Su Muwan glanced back from the corner of her eye.
Qin Luo twirled a silver needle between his fingers, grinning. "I said I’d assist you."
"Go all out, young mistress."
!!
Qin Luo, you...
A smirk tugged at Su Muwan’s lips as she turned back to the Flower of Evil.
That’s right.
In this life...
I have Qin Luo by my side!
"Enough with this 'bond' nonsense..."
She took a deep breath, tightening her right fist.
A bone-chilling cold erupted from her, plunging the surroundings into subzero temperatures. The very air seemed to crystallize.
"The bond between me and Qin Luo..."
Su Muwan gathered every ounce of power into her fist.
Ice coalesced, forming a gargantuan frozen fist behind her.
Her eyes sharpened as she swung forward with a roar—
"Is just as unbreakable!!"
BOOOOOOM!!!!
The colossal ice fist tore through the sky, leaving a trail of frost in its wake. Space itself rippled as if on the verge of shattering.
With an earth-shattering impact, the fist slammed into the Flower of Evil.
The monstrous bloom stood no chance—its petals exploded into black shards, its stem snapped in half, and thick, dark ooze gushed forth like a geyser. A wretched howl echoed as all of Illusory Star City trembled.
As the Flower of Evil was obliterated, Zixuan’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"This can’t be... This can’t be happening..."
The threads of fate convulsed before her, twitching like snapped strings before dissolving into nothingness.
[Fate thread "Mu He" shattered. Mission failed.]
[Due to special circumstances, no penalty will be imposed.]
【New Mission Released: Run! Run Now!】
【Rewards: Hourglass of Fate, Scissors of Fate, Fate...】
No punishment?
Another mission? Why do I get these rewards just for running away?
Why?
Zixuan stared at the mission, with no time to overthink.
Run. I have to run...
She stiffly took a step forward,
But...
Just as she was about to flee—
"Hey, trash."
"Where do you think... you're going?"
A voice that sent chills down her spine suddenly whispered in her ear.
Zixuan turned her head and saw Qin Luo standing beside her, as if he had appeared out of thin air.
!!
Her breath hitched, her expression frozen.
No, it's fine.
I'm in the Fate Space—he can't touch me.
This time, I lost. But next time, once I get the system's rewards...
I’ll definitely...
SMACK
"Gh—!"
Her thoughts shattered.
Qin Luo stepped forward and backhanded her across the face, sneering, "Think I can’t hit you? Idiot."
!!!!
Huh...
In an instant,
Zixuan was stunned.
She instinctively clutched her cheek, head tilted to the side, the searing pain on her skin
making her realize—
What...
I... got hit?
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
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?!!!"
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?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
