The surroundings of the Lingyu Pavilion had already transformed into a frozen wasteland.
Shattered ice fragments and broken ice swords were scattered everywhere.
With a sharp swish.
The last three Profound Ice longswords behind Li Moran turned into streaks of crystalline light, thrusting toward Lu Ze at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.
Lu Ze's figure seemed to ripple slightly. The streaks of light pierced right through his chest, yet he remained completely unharmed.
"Senior Sister Li..."
Lu Ze gulped, cautiously keeping his guard up against the lethal goddess hovering above him.
"Is this move... finished?"
"Mhm."
Only when Li Moran gave a slight nod did Lu Ze finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Li Moran had agreed that as long as he could withstand one of her moves, they would call it even.
Originally, Lu Ze thought that dodging a single ice sword attack would be enough.
But after the first ice sword struck, it was immediately followed by a second, then a third...
Only then did Lu Ze realize the truth.
The sixty-four Profound Ice longswords Li Moran summoned all at once were actually counted as a single move!
Wasn't this just playing dirty?
In his impression, Li Moran wasn't the kind of wicked woman who would play word games with him...
Lu Ze couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "I wonder who she learned that from..."
On the other side, Li Moran stared at Lu Ze with a complex look in her eyes.
She had never expected that sixty-four Profound Ice longswords would fail to take down Lu Ze.
Although she had deliberately suppressed her cultivation base to the early Soul Formation stage, it was still absolutely not something a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator could contend against.
Let alone a late Nascent Soul cultivator, even an early Soul Formation cultivator of the same level wouldn't have been able to withstand those sixty-four ice swords!
One had to know that every single Profound Ice longsword possessed enough power to break through a Soul Formation cultivator's defenses!
Witnessing such strength, even Li Moran, who had been crowned a genius by countless big shots, couldn't help but exclaim "genius" in her heart.
Seeing Li Moran staring at him, Lu Ze felt a bit creeped out and quickly changed the subject. "Did Senior Sister Li achieve a breakthrough?"
"Thanks to you."
Li Moran's lips curled downward slightly.
The stimulation from "This Demonic Cultivator Is Not Too Cold" had been a bit too much for her.
It had even broken through the Ice Phoenix Sword Constitution's suppression of desires and emotions, causing her to experience an explosive surge of feelings.
Everyone believed that emotions were poison to the Ice Phoenix Sword Constitution. Because of this, possessors of the Ice Phoenix Sword Constitution had always maintained an icy, unfeeling demeanor since ancient times.
But in reality, that was not the case.
While channeling her cultivation to suppress her emotions, Li Moran discovered that the Ice Phoenix Sword Constitution actually grew stronger as the emotions dissipated!
It was just that, generally speaking, under the unique nature of the Ice Phoenix Sword Constitution, its possessors almost never experienced strong emotional fluctuations. Therefore, throughout history, no one had ever achieved such a breakthrough.
So, saying that all of this was thanks to Lu Ze wasn't exactly wrong.
"I knew it... Senior Sister Li does look different today."
Lu Ze nodded repeatedly, looking at Li Moran with a smile.
Normally, Li Moran was like a snow lotus on a high peak; her eyes were like frost, exuding a coldness that kept strangers at bay.
But right now, Li Moran's eyes flickered with an indescribable glimmer, like flowing water. Somehow, she actually gave off a hint of a young girl's charm.
"Oh?"
Li Moran raised an eyebrow, the corners of her lips pursing slightly.
Thinking that Lu Ze had noticed the profound changes in her Ice Phoenix Sword Constitution, she couldn't help but hold him in even higher regard.
"How am I different?"
"Compared to before... uh, you seem more human?"
"..."
As soon as Lu Ze's words fell, a terrifying burst of frosty spiritual energy condensed once again.
A full one hundred and twenty-eight Profound Ice longswords appeared behind Li Moran.
"Cough, cough! Senior Sister Li, you misunderstood what I meant... I was saying..."
"Senior Sister Li, please put away your divine ability first, let's..."
"Master, save me!!!"
...
Half a quarter of an hour later.
"Senior Sister Li... could you promise me one thing?"
Lu Ze wiped the ice fragments from his forehead and let out a helpless sigh.
"Tell me first."
Li Moran revealed a rare, beautiful smile.
Giving Lu Ze a light beating had put her in an excellent mood.
"Starting tomorrow, I'll be recuperating from my injuries for a while. If anyone asks, please just tell them that you taught me a very severe lesson..."
Lu Ze quickly explained.
Thinking about how the person who had come to settle scores today was Li Moran, he felt somewhat fortunate.
Even if he couldn't beat her, she wouldn't be completely ruthless.
What if it had been someone else, especially someone he couldn't defeat?
Putting everything else aside, if he ended up provoking a big shot on the level of Qin Ming later on, he would definitely be in for a brutal beating.
Therefore, Lu Ze felt it was necessary to spin this incident properly. He wanted the big shots to think that someone had already done the work of beating him up for them, so they wouldn't need to make a trip over here themselves...
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."
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.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
