Silver hair, crimson eyes.
The demonic sword Dragon Fang in An Yi's hand buzzed ominously as immense power surged into it.
A flash of black light—the dagger-sized Dragon Fang suddenly transformed into a sleek, obsidian longsword.
Its dazzling blade radiated both breathtaking allure and a boiling aura of menace!
A trace of panic flickered in the Gourd Immortal's scarlet eyes.
An Yi, now gripping the black longsword, had undergone a chilling transformation—cold, ruthless, and brimming with overwhelming bloodlust!
"Playing tricks, are we?"
The Gourd Immortal snorted, forcing himself to stay composed.
A black vine slithered from behind him, its tip glinting with a deadly gleam.
For the first time in over a century, his ever-smiling eyes darkened with solemnity.
Because he had a premonition.
This time… he might die.
Watching the vine lunge at him like a serpent, An Yi frowned slightly and raised his hand.
"Disgusting thing—don’t touch me!"
A razor-sharp air blade shrieked through the air with a sonic boom!
It slashed straight toward the Gourd Immortal’s vine!
"Qi Manipulation!"
But the power behind this technique was now in a league of its own.
The air blade struck the vine with a deafening clash!
The Gourd Immortal roared, and his black vine tore through An Yi’s attack effortlessly.
"Tch. Is that all? If this is your limit, then die here!"
The Gourd Immortal sneered, his confidence restored as a sinister chuckle escaped his lips.
Three hundred years of life, and I let a brat scare me? How pathetic.
In terms of strength, this kid stood no chance against him!
But his laughter abruptly choked off—like a rooster getting its neck wrung.
An Yi had somehow appeared behind him without a sound, lifting that eerie, mesmerizing black sword.
"Old man, this vine’s your lifeline, isn’t it?"
An Yi grinned, resting the sword on his shoulder.
Beneath his feet lay the Gourd Immortal’s main vine—severed.
"Y-You… what are you doing?!"
The Gourd Immortal paled.
That vine was his lifeline—but how did this kid know?!
"Guess."
An Yi’s silver hair whipped wildly as his handsome face twisted into a devilish smirk.
With a single swing—
Slish!
Blue blood sprayed.
The vine was cleanly bisected.
The Gourd Immortal staggered back, horrified. "Y-You…!"
That main vine wasn’t just his lifeline—it was also the toughest part of his body.
Yet An Yi’s sword had sliced through it like paper.
An Yi advanced, step by step, the black sword still resting on his shoulder.
"You love drinking blood, don’t you? Well, I’m right here—come and take a sip!"
Having lost his main vine, the Gourd Immortal visibly aged. His wrinkled face sagged, his complexion ashen.
Now, he looked like a man on death’s doorstep.
"Impossible… with your strength, you shouldn’t have been able to…"
The Gourd Immortal muttered, his eyes dimming.
An Yi said nothing. He lowered the black sword, dragging it along the ground as he closed in.
200% power in berserk mode. 150% sneak attack bonus. Total 350% damage output.
Combined with the indestructible demonic blade Dragon Fang—
Slicing through the Gourd Immortal’s vine was child’s play.
"Spare me!"
The Gourd Immortal’s ferocity vanished as he gritted his teeth. "My lifeline’s gone. My strength’s crippled, and I don’t have long to live. I’m no threat to you now!"
"Nah."
An Yi’s lips curled in amusement. He raised the sword—then vanished like the wind, reappearing mid-air to slash downward at the Gourd Immortal’s face.
"Then we die together!"
The Gourd Immortal bellowed, swinging his massive palms at An Yi.
All stats boosted by 200%!
An Yi’s already supernatural speed became ghostly. His silver hair fluttered as he effortlessly dodged the attack—then brought the sword down in a fluid arc.
Slish!
Blue blood rained from the sky.
A gruesome gash split the Gourd Immortal’s shoulder, deep enough to reveal bone.
"Too much fat. Didn’t cut all the way through."
An Yi’s crimson eyes gleamed with mockery. "But no worries—we’ve got time."
Another swing—
The Gourd Immortal’s waist erupted in another spray of blue.
"Monster…!"
The Gourd Immortal’s scarlet eyes finally filled with terror.
Run!
He had to run. Without his main vine, he was no match for this demon!
Countless vines surged toward An Yi like a tidal wave.
An Yi flicked his fingers—
Air blades shredded the vines effortlessly.
"Old man, hide well—I’m coming for you!"
An Yi smirked, gripping the demonic sword.
But the Gourd Immortal was nowhere to be seen.
"Underground."
Zhou Jun, lying on the ground, muttered weakly.
An Yi’s brow twitched—then he grinned. "Thanks."
His crimson eyes sharpened as he raised the sword—
And plunged it into the earth!
Air blades exploded outward, churning the ground like a plow.
A bloodcurdling shriek echoed as—
BOOM!
The floor collapsed.
There was another layer beneath.
An Yi dropped into the abyss.
"No!"
Nie Qinglan screamed, her face twisted in anguish.
"Relax. It’s shallow. He won’t die."
Zhou Jun said flatly, his eyes dull.
"But what if he gets hurt?!"
Zhou Jun: "..."
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The lower level of the dungeon was a nightmare incarnate.
Dozens of corpses—some skeletal, others still rotting—littered the ground.
Over a hundred victims.
This place had existed for two years, and every corpse was a trophy of the Gourd Immortal’s cruelty.
The Gourd Immortal lay gasping, his scarlet eyes dim with despair.
An Yi’s last strike had pierced his skull.
"Interesting. Why aren’t you dead yet?"
An Yi tilted his head, amused.
"What… do you want?!"
The Gourd Immortal’s voice was weak, but his gaze remained venomous.
If not for that sneak attack severing his lifeline, he wouldn’t be in this state!
All that power—wasted!
An Yi scoffed.
To him, the Gourd Immortal was nothing but a pathetic joke.
Overwhelming strength.
Abilities that dwarfed his own.
Yet he’d still been backed into a corner.
"Just kill me!"
The Gourd Immortal shut his eyes, resigned.
"Teacher Gourd, I’ve got two questions for you."
An Yi leaped onto the Gourd Immortal’s mountainous body, pressing the black sword against his arm. "Hesitate for a second, and I’ll take an arm. Run out of arms, and we move to legs."
"Ask!"
The Gourd Immortal spat through gritted teeth.
He just wanted this torment to end.
An Yi smiled leisurely. "First question—are you from the Ancient Continent?"
The Gourd Immortal’s scarlet eyes widened in shock.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
