In the darkness, the atmosphere in the room was oppressive and heavy.
Leng Qingqiu, the false Night King, was meeting the other party for the first time.
Under her night-vision gaze, the figure before her radiated an unmistakable malice.
Yet within that malice, there was a trace of something familiar to Leng Qingqiu.
He was like a shadow slipping through the void, silent yet menacing, a bottomless black hole devouring all light and warmth around him.
His voice dripped with sarcasm and mockery.
A faint green glow slowly emanated from Leng Qingqiu’s eyes as she stared intently at him, her words deliberate: "A cowardly impostor hiding in the shadows—did you come here seeking death?"
"Seeking death? An impostor?"
The dark figure raised a hand and let out a scornful laugh upon hearing Leng Qingqiu’s words. "You, who’ve been wallowing in a love nest, have the right to say that?"
"This world is no longer what you think it is."
"Someone always wants to take the seat of power."
"Night King... you no longer deserve to sit on that throne."
As his words fell—
Hummm!
An endless darkness surged forth, swallowing all light in an instant.
Leng Qingqiu’s expression shifted.
In the span of a single breath, she realized she had been taken from the study.
...
...
The two now stood on the barren earth of another realm.
The land stretched empty, the sky devoured by darkness, devoid of any light.
Leng Qingqiu couldn’t see the full scope of the battlefield, but she could sense its desolation and overwhelming aura of death.
As the space shifted, Leng Qingqiu gradually steadied herself and turned her gaze to the false Night King who had brought her here.
With a flick of her right hand—Hum!—
A black dagger of the night materialized in her grip.
Her eyes locked onto her opponent as she spoke coldly, "You’ve picked a fine grave for yourself, impostor."
Yet, even facing the Night King armed with her dagger, the dark figure remained unperturbed.
"An impostor?"
"Night King, it seems you still haven’t grasped what I said earlier."
Leng Qingqiu frowned. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is..."
His next words made Leng Qingqiu’s expression darken: "Can you truly remain the Night King now?"
"The mighty Night King, playing love games with an ordinary human—how laughable, how pathetic. Do you..."
"Still even want revenge?"
The words struck like a blade.
Leng Qingqiu’s face turned stormy. He wasn’t wrong.
Her relationship with Gu Yan had indeed caused her to neglect many matters concerning the Night Organization.
But that didn’t mean she had abandoned her desire for revenge.
Not for a single moment had she forgotten.
Still, she knew this was an attempt to unsettle her.
With a slow breath, she pointed the dagger’s tip at the dark figure and said icily, "Enough talk, impostor. I don’t know how you uncovered my identity."
"But..."
A faint green glow flickered in her eyes. "Today, you will die here."
The moment she spoke—
Swish!
The dark figure’s body split cleanly in two, a straight slash tearing through him from head to toe.
His form dissolved into black smoke, dispersing into the air.
Seeing this, Leng Qingqiu’s tension eased slightly—only for a surge of danger to grip her an instant later.
"Did you really think you could still wield the dagger’s power?"
A mocking voice rang out behind her.
Without hesitation, she swung the dagger backward in a slash.
Yet—
Clang!!
Boom!
The Night Dagger, which should have been capable of severing anything, met resistance with a sharp metallic clang.
Leng Qingqiu’s heart lurched.
Her eyes snapped to what had blocked her strike—
Another black dagger.
The dark figure was none other than Gu Yan.
Through a combination of Peach Blossom Art, the masking properties of Claw Cells, the Mirror of Water, and the Night King’s Robe, he had perfectly concealed his aura.
He could even distort others’ senses, creating illusions so lifelike they were indistinguishable from reality.
Gu Yan called this technique—
[Mirage of Blossoms and Moonlight.]
For example, just moments ago, Leng Qingqiu had believed she had severed his life with her dagger.
But in truth, Gu Yan had made her think she had struck.
In reality, Leng Qingqiu hadn’t moved at all.
Now, Gu Yan gripped a dagger crafted by Claw Cells—identical to Leng Qingqiu’s—and locked blades with hers.
Just as he had guessed, as Leng Qingqiu lost the Night’s recognition, her power would fade.
And with it, her ability to wield the Night Dagger’s true strength.
At this moment, he could clearly sense that the Night King’s power within the dagger had dissipated.
In the hands of one no longer acknowledged, the blade was little more than a sharp, sturdy weapon.
Had it not been for Little Cold still residing within Leng Qingqiu’s body...
The moment she gripped the dagger, its innate power would have drained her dry.
Thud.
Leng Qingqiu’s heart pounded as if struck by a hammer.
She maintained her composure, tightening her grip on the dagger while silently assessing.
Just as the impostor had said—
She was... gradually losing control of the dagger?
Why?
Her mind raced, but outwardly, she remained ice-cold.
She couldn’t afford to let her enemy see through her thoughts.
As Leng Qingqiu strategized, Gu Yan pressed his assault.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew as the daggers clashed again and again.
Though the Night King’s power had waned, Leng Qingqiu’s mastery of the blade allowed her to counter Gu Yan’s attacks with ease.
Yet, as the Night King’s power continued to fade, her physical abilities deteriorated rapidly.
Gu Yan seized the opportunity to strike at her psyche: "Haven’t you realized it yet, Night King? You’ve lost control of the dagger."
"Feel your own strength—can’t you tell how much weaker you’ve become?!"
Leng Qingqiu had noticed.
But she refused to be led by the nose. "Like I said before," she replied coldly, "this much power is enough to kill you."
Tch... I can’t see his life threads anymore...
Why?
Why is the Night King’s power vanishing? What’s causing this?
Clang!
Gu Yan parried her dagger and leaped back, putting distance between them.
As if hearing something absurd, he let out a grating laugh. "Kill me? Hahahaha!"
"Former Night King, do you still believe that after seeing this?"
With a flick of his hand—
A swirling black vortex tore open in space.
And from it—
Hum!
An unconscious figure was dragged out by the throat.
Although the life essence of the other person was somewhat different from before and appeared dim, Leng Qingqiu could still faintly recognize who it was...
"Gu Yan?!"
Her heart skipped a beat.
At the same time, Leng Qingqiu stared in disbelief at the life essence of Mei Xue, whose hand was clasped around Gu Yan’s neck.
Mei Xue... Why was she here?
And with the imposter Night King, no less?
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.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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!
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
