Atop Thunder God Peak, countless purple lightning bolts surged amidst the clouds.
"Ah..."
"My precious granddaughter!!!"
"Ah!!!"
Zhao Wendao exited the illusion with a runny nose and tear-streaked face, his eyes red.
Ever since Qin Ming personally vindicated Lu Ze's illusion that day, countless experts had flocked into the illusion of "This Demonic Cultivator is Not Too Cold".
Zhao Wendao was one of them.
And he was quickly drawn into the story.
In his eyes, Su Di'er was the apple of his eye, his very own granddaughter.
The moment he entered the ending, Zhao Wendao was so infuriated that the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder sizzled around him.
As soon as he exited the illusion, he immediately realized something was wrong—
In the direction of Sword Inquiry Peak, a terrifyingly extreme cold power was gathering!
"True Disciple Li broke through!?"
The sorrow in Zhao Wendao's heart was somewhat washed away, and his eyes lit up.
"I'm afraid it's not as simple as just a realm breakthrough..."
"As expected of the once-in-a-millennium genius of our Lingxiao Sect. Such momentum, I'm afraid no one can..."
Before Zhao Wendao could finish his words.
In the direction of Glazed Fire Peak, the light suddenly dimmed, and a suffocating, profound vortex appeared in the sky, looking just like the end of the world.
It was as if the surrounding light, the spiritual energy...
Everything was being sucked into something.
Zhao Wendao's jaw, which he was just about to close, instantly dropped in shock as if it were going to hit the ground, his eyes filled with horror.
On the entire Glazed Fire Peak, there was only one person who could match such a commotion.
"Lu..."
"Lu Ze!??"
Zhao Wendao was astounded.
If Li Moran was the pinnacle of heaven's favored children, such a frost phenomenon was still within the realm of his understanding.
After all, she was at the late stage of the Soul Formation realm and possessed the unique Ice Phoenix Sword Physique.
But what about Lu Ze?
The phenomenon of a Nascent Soul was a hundred, a thousand times more terrifying than that of a Soul Formation!
Zhao Wendao even suspected that if he were to break through right now, the commotion he'd cause might not be as grand as these two youngsters...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blush.
And the most terrifying part was that Lu Ze had just stepped into the Nascent Soul realm when he created "Ghost Terror Town"!
In just a short year, he had leveled up two minor realms, heading straight for the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. What kind of terrifying talent was this!?
Such an advancement speed was unheard of!
"Heaven bless our Lingxiao Sect!"
Zhao Wendao stroked his beard, smiling radiantly.
Right at this moment, the extreme cold icy aura on Sword Inquiry Peak suddenly shrank, and an icy-blue beautiful silhouette flew toward Glazed Fire Peak with immense resentment.
"Uh..."
Zhao Wendao was slightly taken aback.
He had absolutely no doubt that Li Moran was heading over to give Lu Ze a severe beating.
Logically speaking, he should go and mediate the fight between the true disciples.
But at the thought of everything he had experienced in the illusion, Zhao Wendao quickly felt relieved, and a delighted laugh even surfaced on the corners of his mouth.
"Hit him well, hit him well!!"
...
...
"Lu!"
"Ze!"
Above Spirit Jade Pavilion, Li Moran's cold and clear voice carried a rare hint of gnashing teeth.
"Yo, Senior Sister Li, long time no... Holy shit!?"
Lu Ze was just about to greet her when he saw several fierce frost sword auras striking toward his face, and he instantly dodged.
"???"
Lu Ze wiped the frost that had condensed on the tip of his nose and immediately retreated, opening up a distance of dozens of meters.
Li Moran raised an eyebrow.
Although she hadn't used her full strength for the sword auras she unleashed just now, with the eyesight of a Nascent Soul cultivator, even seeing them clearly would be difficult, let alone dodging them.
"Hmph."
She snorted coldly and quietly stuffed the healing medicine she was clutching in her palm back into her storage ring.
"Phew..."
This movement was naturally caught by Lu Ze, and he felt a slight wave of relief in his heart.
Obviously, the other party was in a fit of anger, but she still had some sense of proportion.
She wouldn't actually beat him to death.
"Since Junior Brother Lu is so good at dodging..."
Li Moran narrowed her eyes into a smile tinged with chilliness, as countless profound ice longswords quietly condensed around her.
"Then I don't need to hold back too much, do I?"
"???"
Lu Ze gulped.
He suddenly realized that dishing out tragedies in this world seemed to be a high-risk profession?
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."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
