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】."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
