The next morning.
At seven in the morning, sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains, scattering into tiny flecks of light on Su Muwan's eyelashes.
She curled deeper into the goose-down quilt, rolling over with a soft whimper as the soreness in her lower back made itself known.
"Mmm..."
The fog of sleep slowly receded from her nerves.
Su Muwan blinked her bleary eyes, watching the dancing light patterns on the ceiling.
Then it hit her—she'd used the Water Spirit Technique again last night.
"Ah..."
"Seventeen times..."
Her sigh hung in the air like a dewdrop about to fall.
She buried her burning face into the pillow, crimson spreading from the tips of her ears down to her collarbone.
Su Muwan, oh Su Muwan, haven't you been slacking off too much lately?
No matter how obsessed you are with Qin Luo, you can't keep asking him for help like this...
But was it entirely her fault?
Putting aside the fact that she was utterly infatuated with Qin Luo...
Couldn't Qin Luo shoulder some blame too?
After all...
This was all because Qin Luo was the problem—his scent was just too intoxicating.
How could a man smell so good?
The moment she got close, she couldn't help but inhale deeply, her very soul trembling.
So.
Was this really her fault?
Su Muwan shook her head.
She was getting sidetracked. The real issue was—
Su Muwan, oh Su Muwan.
Is this behavior acceptable?
At this rate, you're going to look like some insatiable, lust-driven girl...
And even though this life was quite different from her last one...
Still...
In her past life, she had been this world's greatest villain. How could she let herself go like this?
No cultivation, no managing the organization.
Just dumping everything onto Qin Luo—was that appropriate?
After a full minute of internal struggle,
Su Muwan rolled out of bed.
Her eyes sharpened with resolve—that's it!
Starting today, she would change!
Yes, she'd begin by getting up on her own!
Just as the thought crossed her mind—
Hum!
A surge of spiritual energy erupted from her body.
"Oh... leveled up again..."
...
...
Inside the Su family estate.
Qin Luo checked the rewards he'd received from the system.
[Critical Hit Reward Obtained: Attribute Points—200]
[Title Acquired—"Rule Breaker": When equipped, the user can ignore special-type rules!]
[Item Acquired—"Annihilation Scythe": All previously held tools and weapons have been fused into one (Details can be [Expanded])]
[Reward Obtained—"Maybe You'd Like to Try This" (Special Item)]
First, the attribute points. Due to provoking over fifteen Chosen Ones at once, a hidden mechanism had triggered, granting him a one-time bonus of 200 points.
He opened his status panel.
[Qin Luo]
Cultivation: Peak Domain Realm
Strength: 2
Defense: 126
Endurance: 100
Agility: 1
Insight: 1
Available Points: 200
Containment Points: 0
Loyalty Value: 5850
Constitution: Innate Addiction Physique (Fusion of Pure Love Yang Body and others)
Titles: Top Lackey, Scheming Strategist, Noble Friend of Elegance, Rule Breaker
Cultivation Techniques: Lackey Asura Art, Poison Shadow Heart Sutra, Divine Dragon Technique, War God Avatar Art, Gu Poison Cycle Art, Heaven's Fate Transfer Technique
Skills: Lackey Shadow Form, Lackey Soul-Destroying Palm, Counterforce Siphon... (omitted)
Lackey Skill Tree: (omitted)
As usual.
"All points into Defense."
[Allocating points... 74 points assigned to Defense. Current Defense: 200! This has reached the Heavenly Dao's threshold for this world. Further allocation is impossible!]
[Remaining Points: 126]
Qin Luo: ?
"Defense has hit this world's Heavenly Dao limit?"
Qin Luo raised an eyebrow, amused. This was unexpected.
Also, what did "this world" even mean?
He pondered over the remaining points.
In that case...
"Allocate 100 to Endurance."
Absolutely not for any particular reason.
[Allocation failed. Endurance is fixed at 100!]
??
Qin Luo's eye twitched.
Fine.
He glanced at the other stats.
Strength... Agility... Insight...
After a moment's thought,
Qin Luo decided—
"All points into Agility."
That's right. He knew his role well—fighting was the young mistress's job.
He just needed to be able to run and protect himself.
The next second,
A cyan glow coursed through his meridians, and Dao patterns of spatial compression formed beneath his feet.
He now felt exceptionally good at running away.
[Allocation successful. Current Agility: 127]
[Congratulations, Master, on breaking through to Late Spirit Source Realm!]
"Only Spirit Source Realm?"
Qin Luo clenched his fist, gaining a renewed understanding of the widening gap between realms.
In the earlier stages, a dozen or so points could bridge a whole realm.
Now, 200 points only got him one.
Clearly, the further one progressed, the more points were needed.
But what was this world's highest realm?
"This world"...
Did that imply others existed?
Though, to be fair, this world was already a fusion of multiple realms.
Qin Luo shook his head and turned his attention to his new title.
["Rule Breaker": When equipped, the user can ignore special-type rules!]
What counted as "special-type rules"?
Qin Luo hadn't encountered any yet. Unless...
He studied his palm. Was it like his "Palm Domain" ability?
No matter. He'd figure it out when the time came.
Next...
He extended his hand.
Gurgle—
Dark matter churned as the void echoed with the growls of a million phantom lions.
A massive black scythe materialized in his grip.
The blade was forged from two twisting rivers of shadow, its surface shimmering with the golden-red stardust unique to the Hourglass of Fate.
The edge wasn't solid but woven from strands of golden causality, sharp enough to sever destiny itself.
The three-meter-long shaft was adorned with the golden lion heads of the War God's Command Token.
The moment he tightened his grip, shadow energy surged through his veins, merging with his blood to form ink-black patterns crawling up his forearm.
Most eerie of all was the hourglass device floating at the scythe's core.
When Qin Luo flicked his wrist, the sand within accelerated, erupting into crimson currents.
The golden threads along the edge flashed—
And the wall's "thread of existence" was cleanly severed.
Hum.
Erasing objects at a fundamental level...
This had undoubtedly crossed into the realm of rule-based abilities.
Qin Luo expanded the scythe's details.
["Annihilation Scythe": All previously held tools and weapons have been fused into one (Including the Scissors of Fate, Hourglass of Fate, War God's Command Token, Bronze Gate, and Shadow Force)]
[① Can carve out a pocket dimension]
[② Can sever the fate threads of living beings—The higher the target's fortune, the greater the backlash. For those with low fortune, their very existence can be erased from reality. (If a thread is visible, even a god can be annihilated.)]
[③ Can summon a million shadow lions]
Interesting.
Qin Luo smirked at the three-meter-long scythe in his hand.
So this was his new rule-based power...
Those with low fortune could simply be erased from existence.
Finally.
Qin Luo turned his gaze to the last reward.
["Maybe You'd Like to Try This" (Special Item)]
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