“It’s me.”
Shui Shu’s uniquely mature voice reached Xu Mu’s ears.
Xu Mu looked up at Shui Shu’s exposed chin and said with a smile, “I knew you’d come. After all, I used to like you, and I couldn’t bear to watch you ruin yourself.”
“Enough nonsense. Come with me.”
With that, Shui Shu stood and left.
Xu Mu followed behind her and left the restaurant.
Shui Shu led him all the way out of the royal city. Only after they reached the area outside the city walls did she turn around and ask indifferently, “Where’s the video?”
“Where’s the address I asked for?” Xu Mu replied calmly.
“What if I give you the address and you refuse to hand over the video?”
Shui Shu stared at Xu Mu as she challenged him. “Besides, what if you still have other videos?”
“There’s nothing I can do about that. After all, I’m the seller in this deal, so I have the initiative.”
Xu Mu looked at Shui Shu. “If you’re unwilling to make the trade, I’ll release the video.”
“Can you keep your word?” Shui Shu asked.
“Of course. As long as the address is genuine, the video will disappear forever.”
Xu Mu spread his hands with a smile.
“Fine.”
With that, Shui Shu took a piece of leather from her spatial ring and tossed it toward Xu Mu.
Xu Mu caught it and unfolded it to examine the map.
It was a map of the Northern Nether Continent, with two regions marked on it.
The two areas were far apart. One was located in the northwest of the Northern Nether Continent.
The other was much closer to where they were, in the eastern part of the Northern Nether.
Xu Mu was currently in the southeastern region. As long as he headed north, he could reach that place.
“You’ve seen the video too. The Battlefield of the Gods essentially belongs to the Black Moon Clan. They have people guarding it, so don’t blame me if something happens to you,” Shui Shu said.
“Don’t worry. As long as the place is real, I won’t hold it against you even if I die there.”
As he spoke, Xu Mu took out a phone. It was not the one Hao Yang had given him, but one he had casually taken from the spatial rings he had found.
The previous night, he had used Bluetooth to transfer Shui Shu’s videos onto this phone.
He definitely could not hand over Zidian’s phone. It contained videos of other people as well, and they might prove useful in the future.
“Here you go!”
Xu Mu tossed the phone to Shui Shu. “I’ll personally verify the location. If it’s fake, or if it’s already been explored by many people, you’ll regret it!”
Shui Shu caught the phone and immediately opened the photo gallery. Sure enough, it was filled with her own videos.
“You little brat, if this video ever appears again, I’ll kill everyone connected to you, even if it costs me my life. You’d better believe that I have the ability to do it.”
Shui Shu put away the phone and flew off into the distance.
After sensing that she had left, Xu Mu continued examining the map.
He had noticed something was wrong when he briefly touched it earlier.
After inspecting it carefully, he could confirm that there was no formation on the map.
He then held it beneath his nose and sniffed. He detected no odor, but he did feel some particles, like dust, entering his nostrils.
Only after looking closely did he notice some pale dust scattered across the map.
Some of it had already gotten onto Xu Mu’s hands. To determine what it was, he licked a tiny amount.
Although the substance was colorless and odorless, Xu Mu possessed a mastery of medicine. Based on the slight reaction it caused in his body, he was still able to identify it.
Powder made from the ninth-grade heavenly treasure, Dustless Grass.
He had never expected his opponent to use such a method.
Dustless Grass was an extremely unusual substance. If he had to compare it to something, it was essentially the equivalent of tobacco from the Inner Realm.
To ordinary people, the grass was colorless and odorless. Even if they ate it, they would not notice anything.
However, if they consumed it continuously for an entire year, they would eventually become able to detect its scent.
The longer they consumed it, the more sensitive they became to it.
After ten years, they could sense the unique spiritual-energy fluctuations emitted by Dustless Grass from a distance of more than ten kilometers.
The substance was addictive, which was why it resembled cigarettes.
And because it was a ninth-grade heavenly treasure, ordinary factions could not afford to consume it.
Only some of the top races would cultivate people who used it. Their purpose was to track powerful individuals.
Against top experts, formations and similar methods were all useless. Instead, something this simple could follow them without attracting any attention.
For example, Xu Mu’s hands had now been tainted with the unique scent of Dustless Grass. It would take at least ten days for the scent to completely dissipate.
He himself could not detect it, but Shui Shu’s people could easily determine his location.
“They’re truly devious.”
Xu Mu smiled and tossed the map into his storage space. He then took out a third-grade heavenly treasure.
He crushed the plant with force and used its juice to wash his hands. Finally, he rinsed them with water.
Only then did he eliminate the scent of Dustless Grass.
“I wonder where Old Chen went.”
Xu Mu used an illusion formation to change his appearance, then headed toward the royal city.
After arriving at the royal city, he found an unoccupied area, removed his black robe, and restored his original appearance.
Through his perception, he once again spotted Shui Shu. She was sitting in a private room with a red-haired, muscular middle-aged man.
…
“Xu Mu is a threat as well. He should know that I have a close relationship with the Black Moon Clan. When the time comes to choose sides, he’ll most likely support Shui Yuanyao.”
Shui Shu lifted the tea in front of her. “Find a way to deal with him. We have to prevent trouble before it starts. The position of clan leader is right within reach, and we absolutely cannot let him ruin everything.”
“Heh heh, so the goddess’s allure no longer works on that vigorous young man?”
The red-haired, muscular man sitting across from Shui Shu chuckled lecherously.
“When he accepted my invitation, his eyes were completely calm. Perhaps I’m simply not his type.”
Shui Shu curled her lips. “He’s an outsider—a lowly creature, at that. Maybe he thinks I’m too old.”
“Hahaha! He’s a wild boar who doesn’t know how to appreciate fine grain. He doesn’t even know what a true beauty is.”
The red-haired man could not help laughing. His desire for Shui Shu was impossible to conceal.
“Once I obtain the Water Spirit Clan, I’ll use all available resources to prioritize raising my cultivation to the ninth rank.”
A smile appeared on Shui Shu’s face. “After we devour the Fire Clan as well, we may even be able to reach the legendary realm of immortals.”
“Just imagining it is exciting. Once we enter that realm, we’ll be rulers in Eternal Life as well.”
The red-haired man grinned. “Don’t worry. I’ll help you kill Xu Mu and remove that obstacle.”
With that, he rose with a smile and headed outside.
He stopped at the private room’s doorway and turned back with a smile. “Little Shu, don’t forget what you promised me.”
“Brother Luo, don’t you trust me?”
Shui Shu walked up to the man and gently kissed him beside the cheek. “As a half-blood of the Water Spirit Clan, I was looked down upon by them from childhood. The descendants of those elders were even jealous of my talent and attacked me inside the ruins.”
“You were the one who saved me and brought me into Eternal Life. I could never repay your kindness in this lifetime.”
“Heh heh, good.”
The man opened the door and left.
…
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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."
