On Gu Yan's side, he let out a light chuckle. His goal was about to be achieved—now, all he needed to do was descend and create the illusion of annihilating everyone below. Then, he would deliberately wait for Leng Qingqiu to arrive... Huh? Wait... What...?
Why is my body suddenly going weak?
And... why is the energy sphere at the tip of my sword shrinking?!
Gu Yan gradually snapped back to reality, staring in disbelief.
Had he... lost his powers?! What the—?!
He quickly turned his head and saw Leng Qingqiu gripping his arm.
No way!! Physical contact drains my cultivation?! What kind of overpowered setting is this?! And now, of all times—are we in some kind of comedy novel?!
"Let... let go of me."
Gu Yan struggled to keep his voice cold and composed.
"No!"
Leng Qingqiu held onto him tightly, unaware that he had lost his strength and was relying entirely on her grip to stay upright.
"...Leng Qingqiu, let go of me now!"
"Not a chance! I won’t let you kill all those people down there! You’re out of your mind!"
"You—!"
Gu Yan was furious. If this dragged on any longer, dawn would break, and he’d lose his tenfold power boost.
If that happened, escape would be impossible. Leng Qingqiu wouldn’t kill him now, but if his identity were exposed, all his efforts would be for nothing!
Then—
Boom!
A surge of icy energy and spatial distortion erupted.
Its target? Leng Qingqiu.
"!!"
Still gripping Gu Yan’s arm, Leng Qingqiu moved to block it.
But the spatial distortion suddenly shifted beside Gu Yan, and a hand reached out, yanking him away.
The space began to collapse—if she didn’t let go, half of Gu Yan’s body would be severed.
Reluctantly, Leng Qingqiu released him, watching as he was pulled into the spatial rift.
She turned to face the attacker.
There,
stood a figure clad in white robes, wearing a pure white mask.
Their aura... bore an uncanny resemblance to her own.
Then—hum!
A black hole appeared beside the figure.
Gu Yan stepped out, flanked by a timid, masked woman.
"Um... s-sorry."
You Xingxue avoided Leng Qingqiu’s gaze—she knew Leng Qingqiu was Gu Yan’s wife.
"?"
Leng Qingqiu immediately recognized her. She was one of the talents she had recruited back when she was the Night King.
But why was she with Gu Yan now?
Leng Qingqiu glanced at Gu Yan, now in his Night King form, then at the two women beside him.
Then she recalled Gu Yan’s earlier murderous intent toward her.
In an instant—
Boom!!!
Twenty-six psychic blades materialized behind Leng Qingqiu.
Her frosty gaze swept over the two women flanking Gu Yan. "And who are you?" she demanded, her voice icy.
With his original plan disrupted, Gu Yan had no choice but to switch to Plan B.
"Move!" he barked.
In a flash,
Leng Bingning grabbed You Xingxue and vanished into the spatial rift.
Watching this, Leng Qingqiu trembled with rage. Oh, really?!
You treat me like this, but put on a different face for two strangers?!
Fine then!
You’ve left me no choice!
"You think you can just run?" Leng Qingqiu raised her hand coldly. Thud! Thud!
Two muffled groans echoed from the void.
Since they were Gu Yan’s people, Leng Qingqiu held back—just enough to leave them severely injured.
Gu Yan’s lips twitched. No more delays—it was time to end this.
With that thought,
he bolted downward.
Leng Qingqiu’s eyes narrowed. Swish!
"Don’t even think about it!"
Several psychic blades shot after him.
Gu Yan focused his will—boom!
The dark clouds parted,
revealing the two figures to the world below.
The commotion drew everyone’s attention.
"My lord!"
"Director Leng!"
Heads snapped upward.
The two factions reacted differently.
Leng Qingqiu stood coldly, dozens of psychic blades hovering behind her, while a few more pursued the fleeing figure.
In contrast, the Night King looked disheveled, clutching his abdomen. A closer look revealed blood seeping through his fingers—clearly wounded by Leng Qingqiu!
Leng Qingqiu frowned. When had Gu Yan gotten hurt?
Gu Yan, meanwhile, pressed a hand to his self-inflicted wound while conjuring a black dagger in the other.
His voice dripped with feigned bitterness. "Hahaha! Well done, Leng Qingqiu! You’ve broken through to the Post-Celestial Realm! But even if I can’t kill you today..."
"I can still take one of you with me!!!!"
With that,
he tightened his grip on the dagger, his body enveloped in the Power of Night, flickering through the darkness like a shadow.
Wherever he passed, countless fine black needles—condensed from the Power of Night—rained down on the martial artists.
"Argh!! Director Leng, save us!"
"My lord, help!"
Pale-faced, the crowd panicked.
Leng Qingqiu summoned more psychic blades to block the attack, cursing inwardly. This bastard—is he really trying to kill them all?
Then—hum!
In the next flicker,
the Night King reappeared—right behind Long Tianyuan, the current leader of the Martial Alliance!
Everyone’s faces drained of color.
"Director!"
"Director, look out!"
Long Tianyuan, fresh from battling shadow creatures, suddenly sensed danger. Instinctively, he raised an arm to block.
But—
"Ghk?!"
Squelch!!!
The dagger pierced clean through his palm—then continued straight through his skull.
In the blink of an eye, Long Tianyuan dissolved into a pool of blood, vanishing from existence.
The entire battlefield fell silent.
It had happened too fast.
"Director!!"
"Director Long!!"
Before anyone could mourn Long Tianyuan’s death,
the first rays of dawn broke over the horizon.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
Having received the retreat signal long ago, the Night Organization’s members swiftly activated spatial rifts and vanished.
As for Gu Yan, he played his part to the end—clutching his "wound" as he disappeared into a black hole.
His parting words dripped with mockery: "Leng Qingqiu! You’re strong, I’ll give you that! This round goes to you—but next time, I’ll bring the Martial Alliance a little... surprise! Stay tuned!!!!"
Swish!
The Night Organization was gone.
The Martial Alliance had no time to chase. They rushed to the pool of blood that was once Long Tianyuan, praying it was just an illusion.
But reality was cruel. Long Tianyuan—their leader—was truly dead.
Reduced to a puddle of blood.
Leng Qingqiu landed softly, scanning the casualty reports. To her surprise...
Aside from Long Tianyuan, no one else had died. Just injuries—some minor, some severe.
She clenched her fists... Gu Yan's threatening words flashed through her mind.
Gu Yan, just what are you trying to do?
And...
What exactly is your relationship with those two vixens?!
Leng Qingqiu's expression turned icy, brimming with killing intent.
Those who witnessed it couldn't help but sigh softly.
Minister Leng must still be grieving over Long Tianyuan's death!
Yet, she managed to severely wound the Night King.
From the looks of it, from now on... they would all have to rely on Leng Qingqiu!!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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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.
