"Night Emperor!"
The moment these words were uttered, Lie Tao's gaze turned icy.
"I've never heard of you."
"But the name alone sounds badass!"
An Yi gripped his dagger, noticing the newly unlocked skill [Throwing Weapons] in his skill bar, a smirk curling his lips.
"A long-lost skill comprehension... finally appeared!"
"Hey, kid lying over there, can you stand?"
An Yi glanced at Zhou Jun and asked.
Zhou Jun froze momentarily, staring at An Yi in surprise: "You—"
"Aunt Zhou is still waiting for you outside. Don’t die here!"
An Yi said coolly, spinning the combat knife in his hand before gripping it properly again.
Zhou Jun’s expression turned dazed, murmuring: "So you’re the one..."
The Gourd Immortal, to keep him as a willing blood thrall, allowed him to meet his mother once a month—forcing him to stay alive.
His mother had once told him about a brat his age living downstairs, squatting in their old apartment for two years, freeloading meals and never paying rent.
Now there was also a silly girl living with that brat. Though clumsy, she was beautiful and kind-hearted. With them around, he never really felt alone...
"Hey, hang in there. I’ll deal with these two bastards."
An Yi’s eyes hardened as he spoke softly.
"The remaining two... they’re the real bosses!"
Nie Qinglan stared at An Yi’s back, tears streaming down her face as she choked out: "You idiot... why did you come?! It’s dangerous here! Don’t you know that?! Big idiot... big, stupid idiot..."
Large teardrops rolled down her cheeks, no matter how hard she wiped them away.
An Yi:
"What the hell is this girl doing?!"
Why was she scolding him?
"Heh, don’t worry. If this kid agrees to replace you as my blood thrall, I’ll let you go."
The Gourd Immortal’s crimson eyes locked onto An Yi, licking his lips like a starved wild dog spotting a feast.
"That tempting scent of vitality... I can smell it through your clothes!"
An Yi felt nauseated, gripping his dagger: "Nonsense. Killing you will save them just the same!"
Lie Tao stepped forward, surveying the corpses of black-clad men strewn across the ground. He tightened his grip on the short staff, his expression solemn.
"This kid... he’s a formidable opponent!"
"Xiao Tao, need a hand from this immortal?" The Gourd Immortal teased.
Lie Tao coldly refused: "No need. Just some punk. Not worth the immortal’s effort!"
An Yi snorted.
"Looking down on me?"
Suddenly, An Yi moved like lightning, darting behind Lie Tao in an instant.
Speed had always been his forte—his stats were heavily invested in it!
Yet, despite his bulky frame, Lie Tao wasn’t slow either. He spun around, swinging his staff at An Yi.
"Never expose your back to the enemy!"
This was practically an ironclad rule for all martial artists!
An Yi’s passive skill [Ambush] was deadly, but it worked best for sneak attacks.
Unless they were complete morons, no one just stood there waiting to get hit!
Lie Tao turned and saw An Yi charging at him with the dagger, a cold smile forming.
Gripping his staff, he swung it with a force that sent shockwaves through the air, accompanied by a thunderous sonic boom as it clashed against the dagger.
"[Sweeping Army]!"
Lie Tao roared.
The staff collided with the dagger.
Clang!
A sharp metallic ring echoed.
An Yi couldn’t withstand the impact—his dagger was knocked from his hand, spinning through the air before embedding itself into the ground.
"Is that all?!"
Lie Tao grinned.
His family, the ancient martial Lie Clan, was renowned for their masterful and fierce staff techniques!
This [Sweeping Army] was one of their secret arts!
How could some brat in his early twenties possibly withstand it?!
An Yi flexed his wrist, unfazed: "Hmph. Pretty mediocre."
"Talk big all you want!"
Lie Tao sneered.
Crack!
His staff split apart!
The sound continued—
The staff shattered, fragments clattering to the ground.
"What—?!"
Lie Tao’s face darkened.
This was his family’s ancestral staff... and it had broken in his hands!
"What era are you living in, still using sticks of this quality? Cheapskate!"
An Yi remarked dryly.
Material-wise, the combat knife he’d snatched was far superior.
"You’re dead!"
Lie Tao growled, throwing a punch straight at him.
An Yi met it with a fist of his own!
Lie Tao had long been a master of Ming Jin, while An Yi had only just stumbled into the realm.
There was still a gap in their strength.
After the first punch, Lie Tao smirked—this kid was slick with a dagger, but his hand-to-hand skills were lackluster.
"Utterly average!"
Second punch!
Lie Tao’s smile stiffened. Blocking with his elbow actually took effort this time.
Third punch!
An Yi’s fist shot out with blistering speed, generating a sonic boom as it slammed into Lie Tao’s chest.
Lie Tao grunted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes flashed with fury as he swiftly grabbed An Yi’s wrist—
But at that moment, An Yi’s other fist struck at his throat.
A weak, flimsy punch!
Lie Tao scoffed.
Slash!
A spray of blood erupted!
Lie Tao’s throat was slit clean through by a sudden black dagger!
"Moron, who said I was gonna box with you?!"
An Yi said coldly, the black dagger spinning back into his grip.
"Ghk... ghk..."
Blood gurgled in his throat. Lie Tao clutched his neck, eyes bulging in disbelief as he stared at An Yi.
Staggering, he collapsed with a thud.
His throat was severed—no chance of survival!
Until his last breath, he never figured out where An Yi had pulled that black dagger from.
"An Yi..."
Nie Qinglan gazed at his figure, her face flushed, heart pounding wildly.
A heroic figure riding clouds of rainbow light—this must be what he looked like!
"Night Emperor! Hell yeah!"
Chengzi, who’d once been dragged into this dungeon by Lie Tao, screamed hoarsely, his face red with excitement.
Instantly, the lifeless eyes of the prisoners in the dungeon lit up with hope as they stared at An Yi!
Zhou Jun, lying on the ground, grinned at the domineering figure holding the black dagger: "Night Emperor... hell yeah!"
Ding! Quest [Slaughter] completed—10/10!
Ding! Reward obtained: 100 points of Malevolence!
Ding! Skill [Berserk] acquired!
Hearing the system’s notifications, An Yi walked over, picking up his combat knife: "100 points! All into [Dagger Mastery]!"
Ding! Congratulations! [Dagger Mastery] has reached Lv. 3!
Ding! [Dagger Mastery] Lv. 3 unlocked: [Dual Wield]!
Two more system chimes rang out.
An Yi gripped the black dagger—Dragonfang Demonblade—in one hand and the combat knife in the other, his burning gaze locking onto the Gourd Immortal!
This three-meter-tall, bald, obese monster... was the true terror!
ave】 Shen Qingling was a man with peerless looks, a cunning mind, and the ability to play both the aloof noble and the innocent sweetheart—a master of seduction who could outplay any player. But after an untimely death, he found himself bound to a system and transmigrated into the tragic "true young master" of a melodramatic novel. In the original story, his childhood sweetheart treated him as a backup plan, his fiancée swore to break off their engagement for the sake of the "fake young master," and his own sister saw him as the family's disgrace. He was nothing more than a rat everyone wanted to stomp on. System 077: "Your mission is to change the original fate and conquer the goddesses." Shen Qingling: "Thanks for the invite. If seduction had tiers, I’d be max level." His childhood sweetheart knelt, begging for forgiveness: "Qingling, I was wrong. Please give me another chance." His ex-fiancée refused to marry anyone else: "Shen Qingling, I was blind before. In this life, I’ll marry no one but you." A yandere CEO went mad for love: "Shen Qingling, you can only like me. I’ll stop at nothing to make you mine!" His green-tea sister clung to him daily: "Brother, look at me, won’t you? I’m more obedient than them—I love you the most~" At first, they scorned and trampled on him. Later, they burned themselves like moths to a flame, all for his sake. His looks were his weapon, his sweet words the bait—heroines obsessed over him, villains turned to madness for him. Shen Qingling became a true male siren, igniting battlefield after battlefield of women fighting for his affection. Years later, when System 077—now one of the elites—was asked how to become as outstanding as it, it lazily exhaled a smoke ring and replied: "Just know how to cheer ‘666’ at the right time."
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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...
