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】."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
