Gu Yan didn't dwell on it.
He glanced around the ritual cave.
The place was covered in blood-drawn magic arrays.
This was likely the reincarnation ritual.
"You... are you the Night King?"
At that moment.
Ning Qian, who had been witnessing everything from the beginning, weakly spoke up.
She looked at the Night King before her—the same one she had encountered back in Jianghai.
Her heart was filled not just with shock, but also sorrow.
Her own master turned out to be such a person.
And the Night King... had actually saved her?
Gu Yan gave her an indifferent glance and said nothing.
Though Ning Qian was a disciple of Dragon King Mountain, she was also Leng Ling'er's friend.
So...
He turned away, preparing to head to another part of Dragon King Mountain, followed by countless shadow servants.
Once converted, these shadow servants were utterly loyal to him.
"W-wait!"
Ning Qian struggled to her feet, mustering all her strength to shout, "What is your goal?"
"What do you intend to do to this world?!"
No response. Not even a pause.
Gu Yan acted as though he hadn't heard, his figure gradually fading from sight.
Ning Qian clenched her fists, her eyes filled with desolation.
Why...
After all this, she couldn't shake the feeling that the Night King wasn't the world-destroying monster the Old Dragon King had made him out to be.
Did he... have his own purpose?
She glanced at the now-empty stone bed beside her, reduced to blackened ash.
The Night King had erased the Old Dragon King—even the stone bed beneath him—from this world.
"Such terrifying power..."
Ning Qian suddenly realized how laughable her past ambition to defeat the Night King had been.
This ability... was something entirely beyond martial arts.
It might as well be divine.
Then.
She felt something vibrating in her pocket.
"Huh?"
She froze, then quickly pulled out her phone.
Her phone?!
A flicker of joy crossed her eyes—her phone was still with her.
Leng Ling'er had bought it for her, saying it would make communication easier. Though inexpensive, Ning Qian had treasured it dearly.
"Ning Qian, you—you're actually a martial artist!"
"You have to teach me everything you know! I want to become one too!"
Leng Ling'er's lively voice chirped from the device.
Ning Qian's eyes shimmered, tears involuntarily rolling down her cheeks.
She pressed the phone to her ear. "Mm."
Forget it. She didn’t want to think about anything else anymore.
In this world, aside from Ling'er, there was nothing left worth clinging to.
......
......
Meanwhile.
In a cave shrouded in eerie energy.
Gu Yan looked up.
He surveyed the shattered fragments of stone statues scattered across the floor, deep in thought.
From the memories absorbed from the Old Dragon King, he knew this:
Every plan, every so-called prophecy the old man had ever followed...
Had come from these stone statues.
He had called them... "My Lords."
Gu Yan raised his hand.
Whoosh!
A stone head rolled across the ground and flew into his palm.
He examined it closely.
The statue was pitch black, humanoid in shape, but its face was twisted.
Its eyes were closed.
Gu Yan held the stone head, lost in thought.
According to the memories, the Old Dragon King had been able to converse with these statues.
But...
When Gu Yan arrived here, they were all broken.
Why?
Was it because the Old Dragon King had died?
Gu Yan couldn’t say for sure.
Even in the original story, the author had never explained what these statues were.
After all, the novel had ended abruptly.
Just as Gu Yan pondered this—
The next moment.
An anomaly occurred.
Click-clack—click-clack!
Like the skittering of a centipede.
The stone fragments trembled, trying to reassemble.
And the stone head in Gu Yan's hand... opened its eyes!
It seemed to come alive, its lips slowly curling into a grin, its crimson gaze piercing Gu Yan's face.
[Night King? No... human... hahaha!!]
[What an interesting fellow. Pity, what a pity!]
[You’ve ruined the path this world was meant to take.]
[You’ll suffer pain beyond anything you’ve ever known!]
[Everyone around you will die. You will die!]
[You’ll regret... everything you’ve done today!]
[To correct this world, the servants of Heaven’s Will shall purge you all!]
[You’re all doomed! Hahahaha!!!]
Crack!
The moment the voice faded, every stone fragment in the cave dissolved into black smoke and vanished.
Including the one in Gu Yan’s hand.
He stood in silence for a long time.
A plot point never mentioned in the original story...
The path this world was meant to take... What did that mean?
Heaven’s Will?
Was it the same "Heaven’s Will" the Pure Love System had once mentioned?
Servants of Heaven’s Will...
Yet another unknown factor had emerged.
Of course, what Gu Yan truly wanted to know was—
Did any of this connect to the countless reincarnated memories in his mind?
Gu Yan took a slow breath, his gaze hardening with resolve.
He had already come this far.
No matter what... no matter what obstacles lay ahead...
Nothing would interfere with his plans.
Surveying the shadow servants around him, Gu Yan fell silent for a moment before pulling out the Dragon King Jade.
Under the dim cave light, the intact jade emitted a profound, mysterious glow.
Its emerald-green surface radiated an extraordinary aura.
Not only could it dispel illusions and stabilize the mind, but it also enhanced cultivation efficiency.
Now that the Dragon King Palace existed in name only—
(After all, all its members had been converted into his shadow servants.)
This jade was nothing more than a treasure called the "Dragon King Jade."
It was useless to him now—likely because the Power of Night clashed with the jade’s effects.
Leng Qingqiu already had Xiao Leng, so the jade wouldn’t benefit her either.
Then...
Gu Yan pocketed the jade. He already knew who to give it to.
After today’s events, Leng Ling'er could no longer escape the world of martial artists.
Rather than waiting passively, it was better for her to actively train.
Honestly, it was just a suspicion before, but now...
Could it be that this little brat’s luck stat was off the charts?
Even the Old Dragon King had targeted her as a "person of great fortune."
With that thought, Gu Yan and the shadow servants vanished from the cave.
Swish!
Amidst swirling black mist, Gu Yan reappeared at the entrance of the Leng Family.
The journey from Dragon King Mountain had taken mere moments.
Though he had lost the capacity for anger,
He had gained even greater mastery over the dagger and the Power of Night.
Gu Yan exhaled softly.
Does loss always come with gain...
Alright, it's time to explain to Leng Qingqiu what I've been up to lately.
And also... to hand over this Dragon King Jade in my possession.
......
......
Half an hour later.
Inside the Leng Family residence.
"So, you're saying...?"
"You've been busy taking over the Dragon King Palace?!"
Leng Qingqiu held the weighty Dragon King Jade in her hand,
and for a moment,
she fell silent.
Gu Yan, with an earnest expression, massaged her shoulders. "Qingqiu! That's exactly how it happened—sudden and coincidental!"
"The heir to the Dragon King Palace just happened to die, and the Old Dragon King just happened to die too."
"And I just happened to have the jade."
"So, I just happened to become the master of the Dragon King Palace."
Do you think I'm an idiot?!
Leng Qingqiu couldn't help but curse inwardly!
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.
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