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】."
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?”
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
