The Haunted House, Master Bedroom.
"Really strange... this 'Great Misfortune' doesn't seem so unfortunate after all?"
After staying on high alert for a long time, Zhong Yi and the other two couldn't help but voice their confusion.
Little did they know, not far beneath them, someone was silently bearing the burden for their safety.
At that moment, only three bone slips remained in the Yin-Yang Divination Sticks' tube.
Seeing that even the [Great Misfortune] had no visible effect, the trio grew even more emboldened.
"Let's try again!"
Zhou Qiaoling's eyes sparkled with excitement.
Her sanity was at its peak, and her courage had never been greater.
With a grin, she drew another slip from the remaining ones.
On the bone slip, a tiny human figure was enveloped by the massive wings of a benevolent-looking spirit bird.
Beneath it were the words:
[Great Fortune: Salvation in Desperation]
"Wow!!! I hit the jackpot!!!"
Zhou Qiaoling cheered, eagerly awaiting the arrival of her "prize."
But after a long wait, nothing happened.
"How odd..."
"Are these bone slips just a trick? Why is there no effect at all?"
"Salvation in desperation? But I haven't encountered any desperate situation..."
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The Basement.
On the damp, shadowy floor lay a corpse—its eyes, ears, nose, and mouth bleeding, its face a ghastly shade of bluish-white.
The limbs and neck were twisted at unnatural angles, a sight of utter horror.
Zhou Yue, now in his spectral form, stared at his own lifeless body, a bitter taste in his mouth.
Not long ago, the malevolent entity that had promised not to attack for five minutes had suddenly chased him relentlessly.
The moment its hands touched his eyes, his life was snuffed out, leaving him a wandering spirit.
"This is so bizarre... wasn't there supposed to be a protection period? Where was mine..."
Zhou Yue muttered to himself, his face twisted in frustration.
Just then, a shimmering golden feather drifted down before him.
"Who's there?"
Curious, he turned around and saw a dignified spirit bird hovering behind him.
Its enormous golden wings wrapped around him.
Streams of golden spiritual energy flowed into his soul, filling him with waves of warmth and vitality...
The next moment,
Zhou Yue's soul returned to his body, resurrecting him.
"I... I'm alive again!?"
Overwhelmed with joy, he looked around.
The ghostly old woman who had haunted him earlier was nowhere to be seen.
"She's gone... thank goodness..."
Relieved, Zhou Yue hurriedly climbed up the stairs.
With a gentle push,
The previously locked iron door swung open effortlessly!
"The door... it's open!!"
Ecstatic, he dashed toward the light.
"My luck has turned, haha! My luck has turned!!!"
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The Bedroom.
"Phew, thank goodness it's [Illusory Mirage]! Another [Misfortune] would've been bad!"
Zhou Qiaoling patted her chest in relief as she stared at yet another [Illusory Mirage] slip.
Every time a bone slip was drawn, there was a chance it would transform into [Illusory Mirage], nullifying the previous omen and leaving nothing in its wake.
She had drawn two [Misfortune] slips in a row, both miraculously averted.
Just as the three were engrossed in studying the Yin-Yang Divination Sticks, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from behind.
"...Haha! My luck has turned!!"
They turned to look.
Zhou Yue, his face smeared with dirt and his clothes in tatters, limped toward them, leaning heavily on the railing.
His wretched appearance stood in stark contrast to the trio, who were having the time of their lives under the bright candlelight of the master bedroom.
At the sight, Zhong Yi froze for a moment before stifling a laugh and asking curiously,
"Old Zhou? Where have you been all this time? And... what happened to you? How did you end up like this?"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
'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.
