In the midst of the thick fog, a bonfire burned brightly.
Large pieces of split firewood were thrown into the bonfire, making the flames sway and sending up a large cluster of sparks.
The sparks rose with the heat of the bonfire and met the fog shrouding the woods. They quickly extinguished, cooled, and disappeared.
In contrast, the vigorous bonfire dispelled all the cold and fog from the Qingxuan Sect's camp, leaving only the firelight illuminating the ground.
The Qingxuan Sect's disciples sat around the bonfire with their backs to it and facing out of the camp.
While the bonfire warmed the spines of the Qingxuan disciples, the firelight shone through the gaps between them and fell on the ground, extending outward until being swallowed by darkness.
"All disciples, listen up!"
The Qingxuan Sect Master stood at the side of the bonfire with a stern, extremely cold voice: "Be vigilant and don't relax!"
"No one is to leave before dawn. Stay right here!"
"Yes!"
Amidst the shouts, alarmed bird cries could be heard from the distance as they left their nests noisily.
"Dad, what exactly happened?"
Ling'er, the young girl who was still yawning, looked to her father puzzledly. Ziyin quickly whispered, "Junior sister, don't make trouble."
"But I'm just..."
Ling'er was about to speak up when she noticed her father's icy stare. She immediately closed her mouth and retreated a step to hide behind Ziyin.
Ling'er looked around with resentment that she didn't dare express.
Although petulant, she also understood how to read the situation.
She knew her father was in a bad mood, so she furled her banner and surrendered. She sat cross-legged on the icy ground, hugging her Northern Spirit Dog, Thirteen, to keep warm.
Though it was early spring, the ground hadn't stirred with vital energy yet and winter's chill still lingered on the earth.
As the saying goes, the spring cold cuts bitterly!
Ling'er had only been sitting on the ground for a moment before she started fidgeting restlessly.
The ground was too cold and hard, with little stones poking. Only sitting by the bonfire was comfortable.
"Geez, why make everyone stay up instead of sleeping tonight!"
Ling'er rested her chin on Thirteen's head. She hugged the little dog tightly while Ziyin sighed.
By now, he and the Sect Master were among the few who knew the night watch disciples had completely disappeared without a trace—dead or alive.
As for why the news was suppressed...
It was to avoid panic and unrest which would impair the disciples' usual judgment and calm execution.
For their sake, suppressing the news was necessary.
"Endure it for a bit longer, junior sister!"
Ziyin took off his cloak he had fetched earlier and draped it over the girl.
"It'll be over once day breaks."
"Alright...."
Ling'er sighed and closed her eyes, hugging the dog in her arms.
What? Can't sleep?
She was the Sect Master's daughter. What's wrong with sleeping?
Not only could she sleep, she could sleep hugging the priceless Northern Spirit Dog like a hot stove—smelly but cozy!
Just as Ling'er dozed off, Duke who was squatting at the tent entrance clicked his tongue.
He had intended to feed the dog earlier but when he entered, he found the dog missing. Before Duke could search for it, the entire Qingxuan Sect had mobilized.
"Still too slow!"
Duke whispered to himself with another sigh. He had done a lot of unnecessary things tonight.
He should've been more direct and decisive—knocked the girl out cold under the night's cover and taken away the dog.
"It's because I was too greedy, making things overly complicated!"
The cat summed up his actions to himself while reminding himself to avoid such mistakes in the future.
He didn't fear making mistakes but repeating them out of ignorance without summarizing and drawing lessons—that would be a grave mistake indeed.
Isn't growth about succeeding, failing, summarizing, and learning over and over again?
"Looks like I'll have to find another chance to take the dog."
"Wonder where the Qingxuan people will move after tonight..."
As Duke watched the Qingxuan members, he suddenly propped himself up with his front limbs and stood, gazing heavily upwards with a twitching nose, smelling the air.
"This smell..." Duke kept inhaling deeply to identify the abnormal scent diffusing in the air.
Just then, an evil wind howled out from the woods, blowing fog toward the camp.
As the evil wind hit, swaying the bonfire, alternating light and darkness swept over the camp under the flickering flames.
The unsteady firelight disrupted many Qingxuan disciples' vision.
Light and darkness exchanged continuously, replacing each other and hindering sight.
"Which unruly bandit dares behave so evilly!!"
As the Sect Master shouted, thunder rumbling in his mouth, his free right hand swung his sleeve, filling it with wind. His expansive sleeve billowed.
The moment his entire sleeve inflated, his right arm stabbed out swiftly, stirring up a powerful palm force gale inside the camp.
In a flash, the fog carried in by the evil wind was scattered by the Sect Master's strike.
The fog visibly experienced immense pressure as the turbulent airflow tore it apart along the ground while more was shredded by the palm force.
"Tsk, this palm skill... has been tempered by at least ten years of True Essence realm cultivation!"
Duke clicked his tongue and was secretly glad he hadn't attacked recklessly, barely restraining himself.
Otherwise, if this guy discovered him...
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"However..." Duke carefully smelled the air again. The scent from before had grown richer after the evil wind.
"This smell is..."
The cat's eyelid twitched as he covered his little nose.
"Pew, it's fox stench!"
At the same time, Thirteen, held in Ling'er's arms, also struggled violently, starting to howl incessantly.
"Awoo!!"
"Awoooo awooo!!"
"Awoo... arooo.... woof.... awooo awooo!!"
...
The series of howls attracted everyone's attention.
After striking out a palm, the Sect Master looked to his daughter.
"Ling'er, quiet that spirit dog."
"I can't control him, dad!"
Ling'er hugged Thirteen's neck but he remained fierce and wild. The power bursting from his small body nearly overwhelmed even the martial artist Ling'er.
"Master, this spirit dog must have noticed something wrong!"
Gazing at the rabidly barking Thirteen, Ziyin suddenly spoke.
"The spirit dog gave warning?"
The Sect Master knitted his brows. This was not an auspicious sign!
The barks carried far in the silent night. At the same time, a pair of eyes in the woods narrowed.
"Damn, what a dirty-mouthed dog!"
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
