The middle-aged woman was already an eighth-tier expert, and her physique was far stronger than Li Hongdou’s and the others’.
Although her golden hair had frozen solid and frost covered her eyelashes, she still walked with ease.
From Xu Mu’s perception, she had come from the coordinates where Li Hongdou had originally been, searching in almost a straight line.
Xu Mu gave a slight shake of his head. He had still been too naive.
He should not have made things so simple. The woman had clearly discovered the coordinates and rushed over, but when she found no one there and noticed the coordinates Xu Mu had sent out, she had followed them here instead.
However, the woman had only recently entered his range. She clearly knew that she could not release qi recklessly, so she had walked over. It would still take her a few minutes to arrive.
“Senior, how are you feeling?”
Xu Mu looked at Li Hongdou in the passenger seat.
“The cold came quickly, but it left just as fast. It’s only been a few minutes, yet I feel almost completely recovered. I’m even a little warm.”
Li Hongdou paused slightly before continuing, “I wonder how Chen Xuan is doing now.”
“Don’t worry about him. He’ll definitely be fine.”
Xu Mu was about to say something when he suddenly saw in the rearview mirror that Zilan Yin, who had been lying in the back seat, had moved.
Normally, when the ice covering her body melted, it should have turned into water. Yet neither Li Hongdou’s seat nor Zilan Yin’s had a single trace of moisture.
This meant that the so-called cold had all been created by the formation. The things that had frozen them were not real ice.
“Where… am I?”
Zilan Yin opened her eyes. When she raised a hand, she felt that there was something missing in front of her.
Looking down, she discovered that one of her lightning bolts had already broken free from the object binding it.
“Ah! Who’s there?”
Zilan Yin let out a scream and only then noticed the two people in the front. They were both looking back at her.
“You… Xu Mu? Why are you here?”
“I sensed a battle taking place at one of the local branches, so I came to investigate. I saw the Holy Light clan wipe out your people, so I guessed there must be some treasure here. I didn’t expect to actually find a Battlefield of Gods.”
Xu Mu gestured toward Li Hongdou.
Li Hongdou understood immediately. She took out her phone and opened the video, then held the screen up toward Zilan Yin in the back seat.
Zilan Yin leaned forward and stared at the footage. It clearly showed the town outside.
A black-robed figure had gone over first and destroyed the town with a single sword strike. Several powerful individuals had tried to flee, only to be crushed to death beneath a golden cross.
As Zilan Yin watched everything unfold, she clenched her fists. There was no mistaking that technique. It was definitely the Holy Light clan.
When the video ended, Li Hongdou put her phone away.
Xu Mu said from beside her, “If you spread this information, remember not to mention my name. Otherwise, someone might accuse me of deliberately sowing discord.”
“I won’t!”
Zilan Yin shook her head. Thinking of what had happened last time, she knew that if it had not been for Xu Mu, Zidian would have killed her long ago. “But these clothes I’m wearing… Did you put them on me?”
“Think carefully about what you did before.”
Xu Mu’s tone remained calm.
Zilan Yin looked out the window. “I remember now. During the cold current last night, I encountered monsters. To survive, I had no choice but to fight them. I killed them in the end, but my body had also frozen stiff. After that, I felt my body grow hot, and then I lost consciousness.”
“Cold current?”
Xu Mu frowned. “What do you mean?”
“You just arrived, so it’s normal that you don’t know. This place has a night cycle. Once night falls, strong winds begin to blow and the temperature drops even further. But that isn’t the important part. The important thing is that snow monsters appear.”
Zilan Yin explained, “They look like giant apes and are roughly at the fifth tier. To kill them, you have to release qi.”
“Looks like the formation here is more complicated than I thought.”
Xu Mu stroked his chin, deep in thought.
“Of course it is. We’ve already found experts from our clan who were sent here before. They never returned. Apart from the few who disappeared, most of their corpses are here.”
As she spoke, Zilan Yin took some clothes out of her spatial ring. She pointed at Xu Mu and said, “Get out!”
“This is my car. Change clothes, then come out.”
With that, Xu Mu turned off the engine. The Holy Light woman in the distance was almost there.
It was time to put the car away as well, before someone else took an interest in it.
Before long, Zilan Yin pushed open the car door and stepped out.
She was still wearing a purple dress, but she had added a long down coat over it.
The moment Xu Mu saw her emerge, he put the car into his storage space.
“Someone’s coming.”
Li Hongdou suddenly looked into the distance and pulled the hood of her black robe over her head.
Xu Mu and Zilan Yin both turned toward the front. A black-robed woman appeared before them.
Her golden hair had frozen completely solid. There was no way to hide it now. It jutted out around her head like ice spikes.
When Zilan Yin saw that golden hair, her expression gradually turned cold. She strode forward.
Xu Mu also pulled up his hood and followed behind her with Li Hongdou.
“You’re from the Holy Light clan. Why have you appeared in our Battlefield of Gods?”
Zilan Yin pointed at the woman accusingly.
“The Battlefield of Gods doesn’t belong to any one clan. It is the wealth of everyone in the Inner Realm.”
The woman smiled. “Unless you can prove that this place once belonged to the Black Moon clan.”
“How dare you!”
Zilan Yin clenched her fists, but she did not dare use her qi.
“What a pity.”
The woman raised a finger and pointed it at Zilan Yin. “Our operation this time cannot be discovered by outsiders—especially not by the Black Moon clan.”
Whoosh!
A beam of golden light shot toward Zilan Yin at incredible speed.
Her expression changed drastically. She had not expected the other woman to dare release qi in this place.
Just as she was about to release her own qi to defend herself, Xu Mu placed a hand on her shoulder.
Whoosh!
Dark golden light rose from the ground and transformed into a shield, swallowing the beam of light whole.
[Affection +10]
Zilan Yin looked at Xu Mu gratefully. “Thank you.”
“It was nothing.”
Xu Mu was still counting on Zilan Yin to survive and spread the news that the Holy Light clan had massacred members of the Black Moon clan.
Besides, Zilan Yin was also a female protagonist, so helping her would conveniently earn him some Justice Points.
“A gu cultivator?”
The woman opposite him looked surprised. “But your qi doesn’t resemble that of the Jiuli clan.”
“Who are you?”
Zilan Yin pointed at her.
The woman removed the hood of her black robe, revealing her true appearance.
She had a typical Western face, a high nose bridge, and a thin, angular visage. The golden crosses in her blue eyes were particularly striking.
“It’s you! Freya?”
Zilan Yin’s face turned deathly pale. “So you came prepared!”
“Of course. This operation is worth risking a war with the Black Moon clan. Though the risk isn’t very high—as long as we kill every member of the Black Moon clan here.”
Freya smiled as she walked toward them. “Steel yourselves. The three of you should be dying together.”

transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

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."

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.