The shadowy demon flames slowly collapsed into a black hole within the secret chamber. Qin Luo stepped onto the swirling currents of energy, approaching the icy jade bed.
Long Aotian's corpse was undergoing a grotesque mutation—
Blue-black patterns beneath his skin transformed into scales, while seven bone spikes protruded from his spine. At the tip of each spike was embedded a crimson eye devoid of any expression.
"The true form revealed after the abomination's death..."
Qin Luo murmured to himself.
He opened his personal interface.
A new panel had appeared—[Scavenger's Manual Archive].
He lightly tapped it.
In the next moment,
A pitch-black leather-bound book materialized before him, flipping open to the latest entry:
[File No.: 001]
[Designation: Heart-Devouring Ghost Child (Larval Stage)]
[Contamination Level: Tier 1]
[Traits:]
[① Capable of parasitizing the meridians of martial arts experts, feeding on the host's emotions to grow.]
[② Juvenile form can release "Karmic Miasma," driving all living beings within a ten-mile radius into madness.]
[Weaknesses:]
[① The refined blood of the host's direct descendants can trigger its feeding instincts.]
[② Extreme cold spiritual energy can freeze its energy circulation.]
[③ The Heavenly Dao's "Scavenger" can inflict harm upon it.]
The book was thick, but only this single "abomination" was currently unlocked.
A flicker of realization crossed Qin Luo's eyes.
"No wonder it targeted the Long family..."
Wasn't the Dragon God Technique a cultivation method that relied on emotional extremes to advance?
This power was precisely what attracted the Heart-Devouring Ghost Child.
His gaze then shifted back to Long Aotian's corpse.
Could a being tainted by an abomination be converted into a shadow creature?
Just as the thought crossed his mind—
[Abomination material detected. Shadow Creature Synthesis System officially activated!]
[New Task: Master, please synthesize a shadow creature using available materials!]
[Reward: Shadow Construct Synthesis Manual]
Hearing the system prompt,
Qin Luo's lips curled slightly. He glanced at the system panel and noticed the [Scavenger's Manual Archive] flashing incessantly.
He opened it.
A new [Material Synthesis] interface had appeared, along with a locked black icon—[Shadow Construct Synthesis Manual].
Interesting.
With a thought, Qin Luo raised his fingertip.
Black mist surged within the chamber as his shadow energy enveloped Long Aotian's mangled body like a spider's web.
Fragments of the Heart-Devouring Ghost Child shrieked sharply within the meridians, clashing violently with the dying dragon spirit inside Long Aotian.
Then,
He flipped open the hovering Scavenger's Manual Archive, swiping lightly across the [Material Synthesis] page.
"Using a Heavenly Dao abomination as the binding agent..."
Shadow energy morphed into a scalpel, slicing open Long Aotian's chest. Qin Luo pressed the core fragment of the Heart-Devouring Ghost Child into the dragon spirit's forehead.
"Saves me the trouble of multiple steps."
"I wonder what will be created..."
This was different from his usual refinement process. Previously, converting beings into shadow creatures involved pure corruption through shadow energy.
But now... with the addition of a Heavenly Dao abomination, what changes would occur?
Oh, right.
Qin Luo snapped his fingers.
The three newly converted Dragon Envoy puppets were also tossed into the mix.
Their bodies still contained traces of the dragon's power—perhaps combining them would yield unexpected effects.
The next moment—
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Black scales erupted from Long Aotian's chest, spreading rapidly. The seven spinal spikes gradually darkened into a shadowy gold.
His withered body swelled to three meters tall, shrouded in black mist intertwined with draconic energy.
His skin was now armored in overlapping plates of dragon scales and shadowy sigils.
A pair of curved, jet-black horns sprouted from his forehead.
As time passed,
When the final wisp of shadow energy seeped into his skull—
The shadow creature known as [Abyssal Dragon Specter] opened its molten-gold eyes.
This was no traditional dragon, but rather a corrupted, black-scaled half-dragon abomination.
[Shadow Construct File]
[Codename: Abyssal Dragon Specter]
[Traits:]
[① Armor woven from dragon scales and shadow sigils.]
[② Seven retractable shadow-gold spinal spikes (tipped with "Soul-Eyes" capable of reflecting a target's deepest fears).]
[③ Enveloped in ashen-black draconic miasma.]
[Abilities:]
[① Feeds on residual abomination energy to grow.]
[② Draconic miasma can corrode defensive barriers of Tier 3 abominations and below.]
[③ Retains the deceased's mastery of the [Dragon God Technique].]
Qin Luo observed the three-meter-tall shadow creature before him, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
[Abyssal Dragon Specter (Juvenile Form)]
Even in its juvenile state, Qin Luo could sense its formidable combat prowess.
[Congratulations, Master, on completing the task.]
[Reward obtained: Shadow Construct Synthesis Manual.]
"Go stand guard at the entrance."
Qin Luo flicked the Abyssal Dragon Specter's horn. The massive creature obediently knelt on one knee.
SCRREECH—
Its bone spikes left deep gouges in the darksteel door as it turned.
Outside,
Long Dingtian was supporting his mother as they walked down the corridor when a shadow loomed over them.
Looking up, they were met with molten-gold slitted pupils.
"Grrr..."
The dragon specter growled low in its throat, fixated on Long Dingtian and his mother.
Long Dingtian paled, his Adam's apple bobbing as he instinctively looked toward Qin Luo, who emerged from behind the creature.
"Master Qin... what is this...?"
His voice trembled slightly. His mother, Liu Ye, clutched his sleeve tightly, her eyes filled with sorrow.
"This is Long Aotian. Well, now he's a monster."
"Oh, and—"
"Here's a gift."
Qin Luo tossed over a bloodstained family sigil. The moment it touched Long Dingtian's palm, black mist rose from it, transforming into a shadow-gold dragon mark branded onto his skin.
Facing him, Qin Luo declared, "From today onward, you are the new patriarch of the Long family."
"I'll call you if I need anything."
Long Dingtian stared blankly at the dragon mark on his palm.
So...
Just like that, I'm the patriarch now?
And my father...
He glanced at the towering half-dragon abomination.
What kind of monstrosity—utterly out of place in a modern city—was this?
Liu Ye's eyes were sorrowful, but she remained silent.
She knew the truth about Long Aotian. If Master Qin had allowed him to remain in this world in such a form, it was already the best possible outcome.
Wiping her tears, she choked out, "Thank you, Master Qin."
Qin Luo gave a slight nod before stepping forward, his body dissolving into shadows as he vanished.
......
......
Su Family Villa.
Dining Room.
"Munch munch munch."
"So, you went out and unlocked another new function?"
Su Muwan chewed on her beef roll, staring at Qin Luo in astonishment.
Damn.
This is what T0 privilege looks like?
Just a casual trip outside, and he comes back with new loot?
Unlike me...
Uh...
Su Muwan blinked.
Well, considering I level up just by being near him, I guess I can't talk.
"Mhm. The Heavenly Dao's abominations have appeared in this world."
"Seems like my destined script is unfolding."
The copper hotpot bubbled vigorously on the induction stove.
Qin Luo picked up a slice of snowflake-thin beef, swishing it in the spicy broth for precisely three seconds until it curled into perfection.
"Destined script?"
Su Muwan spoke while seizing the opportunity to snatch the beef he had just cooked.
"Got it!"
Qin Luo: "........?"
Su Muwan took another delighted sip of her cola, her foot lightly nudging Qin Luo’s calf under the table. "Come on, Luo Luo, tell me—what’s your script about?"
Qin Luo let out a helpless chuckle. "My dear young lady, didn’t you go with me to Destiny Mental Hospital last time? Don’t you remember what Doctor Ya said?"
"My script is a 【no-female-lead story】. In my world, I’ll hunt down every last 【evil entity】."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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!
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
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
