At this moment, Wang Yulan’s heart felt as if it had been struck violently by an invisible hammer.
Why... why did it have to be like this...?
Wang Yulan stared at the lifeless body on the ground, her hands trembling faintly.
Truth be told, she had already come to regard Tao Ying as a friend—after all, it was Tao Ying who had led her into this world of martial artists, granting her the power to seek vengeance against Xiao Lin.
But why... why had Tao Ying died so easily right before her eyes?
Her shaking hands seemed to grasp at something, yet... all they could clutch was the despair slowly creeping in around her. Wang Yulan’s vision blurred with anguish, and self-blame surged like a tidal wave, drowning all reason within her.
[Am I a bearer of misfortune? Why must everyone around me suffer such a fate?]
Her innermost heart trembled, her breaths turning ragged—each inhale felt like it was devouring her sanity.
And yet...
For some inexplicable reason, the image of Gu Yan surfaced in Wang Yulan’s mind.
"Yulan-jie... Yulan-jie..."
His voice seemed to echo in her thoughts.
That’s right. I must take revenge on Xiao Lin!
And then... I’ll see Gu Yan one last time!
So... until then, I must—survive!
With that resolve, Wang Yulan’s will to live surged to the forefront.
Hummm!
A wave of vibrant energy pulsed from her body.
In an instant, the walls and floor of the chamber became coated in verdant strands of qi, coalescing into blossoms of radiant light that bloomed across the newly formed green expanse.
Wang Yulan’s figure was now wreathed in a faint aura—the Flower Deity’s Qi—her final trump card.
Gu Yan observed Wang Yulan’s sudden burst of power, particularly the ethereal Flower Deity’s silhouette behind her, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.
Perfect. Just as I anticipated.
Is this the standard fare for the original heroine’s supporting cast?
A routine power surge?
Gu Yan let out a soft chuckle. "The Flower Deity’s projection? For a mere side character, you’ve done surprisingly well."
"What’s this? Are you angry because I killed your friend?"
"But... hmm. Why do I sense that the hatred in your heart is directed at someone else entirely?"
Wang Yulan’s hair now resembled vines, adorned with emerald petals, while tear stains marked the corners of her eyes. His words only stoked her fury further.
"Shut up!"
"You’re no different from that person!"
With a sweep of her hand, she aimed at Gu Yan.
Hummm—hummm—hummm!!
Emerald vines surged from all directions, their thorny tendrils bristling with venomous spikes.
At the same time—
Thwip! Thwip!
Vines erupted from beneath Gu Yan’s feet, binding him instantly and rendering him immobile.
He glanced down, then smirked at Wang Yulan. "Oh? You’ve mastered the Flower Deity’s Qi already?"
His mocking tone—so dismissive of life—only fueled her rage.
"Enough talk! Die, you monster!"
BOOM!
The vines lunged toward Gu Yan like frenzied spears.
From Wang Yulan’s perspective, since Gu Yan was ensnared, there was no way he could evade her strongest attack.
The vines pierced his body relentlessly.
Squelch! Squelch!!
Blood and gore splattered in all directions.
Seizing the moment, Wang Yulan used the vines to drag Tao Ying’s corpse away, retreating to a safe distance.
She raised an arm to shield herself from the violent gusts stirred by the assault.
Smoke and dust swirled in the air.
Her voice wavered as she stared at the gruesome aftermath. "Did... did I succeed?"
The next instant—
"Amusing."
A voice, cold as death itself, whispered beside her ear.
!!!
"No—!"
Before she could react, an iron grip seized her throat, hoisting her into the air.
Gasping in pain, she forced her eyes open to see the shadowy figure now standing before her, its clawed hand crushing her windpipe.
"Bastard...!"
She clawed at its arm, struggling futilely to break free.
How...? Why?
When did it get here?
Wang Yulan’s gaze darted back to the smoke-filled spot—but there was nothing there.
"Why...?"
She stared in disbelief at the faceless silhouette before her. How did it escape my vines?
Gu Yan tightened his grip, his voice dripping with amusement. "What gave you the delusion that you could kill me?"
"Originally, I intended to simply take the Flower Deity’s Qi from you."
"But in light of your... spirited resistance—"
"I’ll grant you a choice."
Thud!
He tossed Wang Yulan aside like discarded trash.
Cough! Cough!!
Clutching her throat, she glared up at him with venom in her eyes. "What do you want?"
"Simple."
Gu Yan extended a clawed finger and flicked it toward Tao Ying’s body.
The corpse levitated slowly before Wang Yulan’s horrified gaze.
His next words struck her like a bolt of lightning.
"Accept my blessing and join the Netherborn."
"In return, I will resurrect your friend."
The offer lingered in the air.
Wang Yulan wondered if she had misheard.
Resurrection?
This monster... can bring back the dead?
That’s impossible... right?
"You... can bring her back?"
"You have that kind of power?"
She looked up at him, incredulous.
Gu Yan smirked. "To humans, resurrection must seem like a myth."
"But for the Netherborn, communing with souls is second nature."
"Tell me, little human..."
He pressed a claw to her chest, his voice a silken whisper.
"I can hear your heart whispering to me."
"There’s someone else you wish to revive, isn’t there?"
"Someone... precious to you."
"To ensure your loyalty, why don’t I...?"
Withdrawing his finger, he suddenly drove it into Tao Ying’s forehead.
Hummm!
A miracle unfolded.
A surge of otherworldly energy flooded Tao Ying’s lifeless form.
One second. Two. Three...
"Ghk—!!"
Tao Ying’s eyes flew open, her chest heaving violently.
She collapsed onto the ground with a thud, her voice trembling with terror. "Wh-what just happened...?"
Meanwhile—
Wang Yulan had stopped breathing altogether.
Alive...?
She’s alive?!
She stared at Tao Ying, who had clearly died before her eyes but now stood alive once more.
A single thought took root in her mind.
[Mom... could she be brought back like this too?]
Once the idea surfaced, it spread like a virus, consuming her thoughts until nothing else remained.
“Well, have you made your decision?”
The voice, a dissonant blend of countless tones, echoed once more in Wang Yulan’s ears.
With great effort, she raised her head and met the gaze of the spectral creature before her. “If... if I join you, can you bring someone back for me?”
“Of course. Though your friend here has already been revived,” it replied smoothly. “If you wish to resurrect another, then... that depends on your performance after joining us.”
Gu Yan’s lips curled into a faint smile as he extended a clawed hand, one elongated fingertip hovering before her.
Wang Yulan hesitated, her mind racing.
The means to revive her mother was right in front of her.
If she let this chance slip, she might never get another.
But the price... was becoming a monster herself.
Then again...
She fell into silence.
Seconds ticked by.
Finally, the desperate longing to see her mother again overwhelmed her.
She reached out and grasped the claw, pressing her forehead against it with unwavering resolve.
“Deal,” she declared.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
