"Calm down, Xu Tun."
A deep voice came from nearby.
Xu Tun turned toward the sound and saw a man slowly emerge from the shadows.
It was Li Xuanfeng—the one who had forcibly taken him here.
"Who the hell are you? Why did you bring me here?" Xu Tun demanded through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with wariness and hostility.
He couldn’t understand it. He had devoted himself to cultivation solely for revenge, so why had he been dragged into such an absurd situation?
This world… why did it seem determined to target him at every turn?
Li Xuanfeng didn’t answer. Instead, he walked straight to a stone table and lightly traced his fingers over the shadowy patterns carved into its surface.
In an instant, the shadows in the entire hall flickered violently, accompanied by a piercing, resonant hum.
Then, a spectral figure gradually materialized above the stone table—a massive, grinning ghostly face formed from shadows, its mouth stretching ear to ear to reveal rows of gleaming white teeth.
"Welcome to the Shadow Courtyard, Xu Tun."
The ghastly face spoke in a voice that echoed like overlapping reverberations.
"We’ve been waiting for you for a long time."
Xu Tun froze. "Waiting for me? What do you mean?"
He was completely lost.
Glancing around, he noticed the black-robed figures standing silently in the corners, their cold eyes fixed on him like he was prey ready for slaughter.
The next second—
Gurgle!
Another ghostly face, this one weeping, materialized behind Xu Tun.
Its shrill voice pierced into his mind, forcing out every one of his secrets.
"Xu Tun, don’t you want revenge?"
"Don’t you want to make the Empress Linglong pay for betraying you?"
"How… could you have forgotten all about it?"
BOOM!
The words struck Xu Tun like a thunderbolt, sending his mind into chaos.
"Wha—?!"
His eyes widened, and an involuntary cry escaped his lips.
These people… knew his deepest secret?!
"Who… the hell are you?!" Xu Tun snarled at the figures surrounding him, his teeth clenched.
The feeling of being completely exposed was unbearably unsettling.
For the first time, he felt a chill crawl down his spine.
"Us?"
The two ghostly faces seemed amused by the question.
They let out shrill laughs before dissolving into black mist and vanishing from Xu Tun’s sight.
The next moment—
RUMBLE!
The ground trembled violently.
Twenty-four dark golden pillars burst from the earth, each engraved with twisted carvings of weeping and grinning ghosts.
Eight of them bore masked figures standing atop them, their crimson pupils gleaming eerily under an eerie blue glow.
HUM!
With the pillars’ emergence, the atmosphere in the hall grew even more oppressive, as if even breathing had become difficult.
Then—
Two figures slowly emerged from the shadows, each seated on a throne woven from darkness.
On the left was Qin Luo, wearing a half-weeping ghost mask. His left eye was a swirling black hole, while his right burned with icy-blue flames.
On the right was Su Muwan, her face concealed behind a grinning ghost mask that oozed black mist. The corners of her lips curled in a playful smirk.
"We are called… the Shadow Courtyard."
Qin Luo’s voice was deep and commanding, carrying an undeniable authority.
The Shadow Courtyard!
Xu Tun’s pupils contracted.
He stared up at the eerie beings before him, his breath growing slightly ragged.
An organization unheard of even in the ancient realms.
Yet… they knew about Linglong?
They knew everything about him?
What kind of conspiracy lay behind this?
Could it be… even his rebirth had been part of their calculations?
"What… do you want from me?" Xu Tun asked through clenched fists, forcing down his unease.
Qin Luo answered coolly, "We have descended upon this world to change it."
"To shatter its chains and reshape its order."
"That is our purpose."
"And you, Xu Tun."
Su Muwan took over, her tone light yet laced with threat. "Your fate has already been decided."
"Whether you join us or not, you will be swept into this storm."
"The only difference is… the choice is yours."
Xu Tun’s mind was in turmoil.
The sheer power radiating from these two was suffocating, and their words dripped with temptation and coercion.
He didn’t know what to believe—or how to respond.
"Why me?" he finally asked, his voice hoarse and trembling.
"Because you have potential."
Qin Luo’s fingers curled, summoning a wisp of shadow energy that pointed at Xu Tun. "You carry hatred within you. That obsession is the fuel we need."
"Obsession?"
Xu Tun repeated the word softly, Linglong’s image flashing through his mind.
She was his deepest scar—and his greatest driving force.
"Exactly. Obsession."
Su Muwan looked down at him with a mocking tilt of her head. "We won’t force you to do anything. But you must understand—on your own, you will never reach the Empress Linglong."
"She exists on a level far beyond your comprehension."
Xu Tun fell silent for a moment before suddenly lifting his head, his gaze resolute.
"What if I refuse?"
"Refuse?" Qin Luo scoffed. "Then you’ll remain a discarded pawn, tossed around by fate."
"Perhaps one day, you’ll die by her hand again—just like in your past life."
!!
The words stabbed into Xu Tun’s heart like a blade.
His jaw tightened, his fists shaking with barely restrained fury.
"What do I have to do?"
In the end, he forced out the question.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan exchanged a glance, their lips curling in unison.
"It’s simple."
Qin Luo raised his hand, his finger aimed at Xu Tun. "Submit to the Shadow Courtyard. Become one of our forces."
"We will provide you with every resource, nurture your growth—until you are strong enough to challenge the Empress Linglong."
"But remember one thing."
Su Muwan added with a smirk, "Once you choose this path, there’s no turning back."
"Betray the Shadow Courtyard, and your fate will be death."
She glanced at Qin Luo, as if seeking approval for her performance.
Qin Luo blinked. Good, good.
Su Muwan: …?
Xu Tun took a deep breath, his eyes scanning his surroundings with conflicted intensity.
He knew there was no way out.
His identity in the outside world was already blacklisted.
Either he accepted this, or he abandoned all hope of revenge.
The Shadow Courtyard knew more than he did.
By following them, he could uncover the truth—and finally make that treacherous woman pay.
"Fine. I accept."
"A wise choice."
Qin Luo nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand. The shadowy chains binding Xu Tun vanished instantly.
"Then pledge your allegiance, Xu Tun."
His lips curved as he laid out the terms. "Swear eternal loyalty to us."
Feeling his ankles freed, Xu Tun didn’t hesitate.
He lowered his head and spoke firmly.
"I pledge my eternal loyalty to you both."
[Grand Army Command—Activate!]
【First Time Subduing a T0 Protagonist!】
【Reward Obtained: Seal of Destiny (Can create individuals certified by the Heavenly Dao as "Chosen Ones." Requires the ability to infuse them with fortune (condition met) and the power to manipulate fate threads (condition met)).】
Hearing the voice in his mind, Qin Luo smiled in satisfaction.
"Welcome to..."
"the Shadow Garden."
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"