At the exact moment Jun Anshi disappeared, Gu Changyuan sensed it.
His brows furrowed sharply. With a flash of his figure, he vanished from the treetop.
In the next instant, he appeared at the exact location where Jun Anshi was last seen.
This place was still some distance away from the other disciples in Jun Anshi's group. It was surrounded by a dense ancient forest, the ground covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves.
Gu Changyuan closed his eyes, and everything around him became different the moment he did so.
The sound of the wind, the rustling of leaves, the distant cries of birds and beasts—all sounds vanished at this moment.
Replacing them was a much deeper perception: the flow of time.
Gu Changyuan slowly opened his eyes.
In his eyes, the surrounding space and time began to reverse.
Within the backward-flowing time, he saw a phantom image.
The phantom of Jun Anshi.
She was running from a distance, her steps light and brisk, her gaze locked onto something ahead.
About ten zhang in front of her, an entirely emerald-green rabbit was scurrying away.
The moment she intruded into this area, Jun Anshi's figure instantly vanished from the spot, leaving no trace behind.
Gu Changyuan then slowed the flow of time to its absolute limit, so slow that every single frame was clearly visible.
The instant Jun Anshi stepped into this clearing, the space underwent a subtle change.
It was not a tear, nor a distortion, but a much more exquisite folding.
The space in front of her had been folded into an extremely narrow passage, the other end connecting to some unknown coordinate.
Completely focused on her pursuit, Jun Anshi did not notice this change at all. The moment she stepped in, her entire person was swallowed up as if by a giant maw, instantly vanishing from the spot.
That rabbit, after Jun Anshi disappeared, also stopped in its tracks.
It stood in the clearing, its ruby-like eyes looking toward Gu Changyuan's direction.
In this scene of reversed time, it actually looked at the exact spot where Gu Changyuan was standing.
There was no panic or hostility in those eyes, only an indescribable, profound meaning.
Then, the rabbit disappeared as well.
It wasn't teleported, nor did it use spatial movement. Instead, it simply dissipated like morning mist, as if it were merely a key deliberately placed here.
Gu Changyuan withdrew his technique, and everything around him returned to its normal flow.
His face was as gloomy as still water.
That rabbit did not appear here by accident.
Its mission was to lure Jun Anshi to a specific position in this clearing, thereby triggering the space-time folding restriction and teleporting her to an unknown location.
This was a trap, right from the very beginning.
Gu Changyuan did not waste time being angry.
He tapped his right foot lightly on the ground, and dozens of array formations spread out from beneath his feet, rippling in all directions like waves on water.
The array lines were golden, densely packed and overlapping, weaving together in the air to form an incredibly complex three-dimensional magical array.
As long as a trace was left behind, there was nothing he could not track down.
The array activated, and the golden light spun, intertwined, and restructured in the air.
Gu Changyuan's divine sense probed into the folded space through the array, parsing the structure, coordinates, and the underlying rules of that teleportation passage bit by bit.
He was not searching for where Jun Anshi had been teleported; he was deducing.
By using the traces of the space-time fold, he was reverse-engineering the destination coordinates of the teleportation passage.
Any cultivator below the Immortal Emperor realm would find this impossible to achieve.
But for Gu Changyuan, it was only a matter of time.
He closed his eyes, his divine sense diving deeper and deeper into the foundational layers of the folded space with the array's augmentation.
He could feel a faint anchor point deep within the overlapping folds of space and time—that was the endpoint where Jun Anshi had been sent.
Found it.
Gu Changyuan opened his eyes. The surrounding array dissipated on command, and the golden motes of light drifted into the air like fireflies.
There was no anger or anxiety in his eyes, only a coldness that was calm to the extreme.
You had better not have done anything to my disciple.
Otherwise, even if you are nothing but a corpse, I will dig you up and scatter your ashes.
Gu Changyuan's figure flashed, and he vanished from the spot.
At the exact moment Gu Changyuan left, the disciples from Jun Anshi's group rushed over, drawn by the spiritual energy fluctuations and the aura of the array.
But just as they arrived, Gu Changyuan had already departed. The space-time fluctuations here had returned to normal, leaving absolutely no trace.
They were left staring at each other in dismay, anxious but helpless.
......
Jun Anshi looked around, her eyes filled with curiosity and a lingering trace of bewilderment.
Just a moment ago, while chasing that rabbit, she suddenly felt a flash of white light before her eyes.
The light was intense but not blinding, enveloping the entire world within it.
In the next instant, when her vision cleared, she was already standing inside this space.
Beneath her feet was a clear water surface, acting like an unimaginably massive mirror that reflected the entire space.
Stepping on it did not cause her to sink, and the sensation transmitted to the soles of her feet was soft.
With every step she took, the water surface rippled with tiny rings that spread outward.
There was no sky overhead.
Or rather, the ceiling was simply the reflection of this water surface.
In the center of the space stood a colossal parasol tree.
Its canopy was enormous, its branches and leaves lush. Every single leaf was an emerald green—a pure, profound green.
The entire space was so quiet it bordered on the sacred.
There was no sound of wind, no sound of water, no noise from any living creature.
Jun Anshi took a deep breath, sensing the massive and remarkably pure power of time contained within this space.
Just by staying in this space, she could feel her body slowly undergoing some sort of transformation, as if it were absorbing the pure spiritual energy and the power of the Great Dao present here.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"