After returning to the Heavenly Demon Sect, Su Luo was stopped.
"What is it?"
The one who stopped Su Luo was Yin Youming.
In this life, Su Luo wouldn't scream in agony for him; if Yin Youming dared to provoke him, Su Luo would eliminate him.
Yin Youming, who found no interest in the silent Su Luo, simply said, "The Left Envoy is looking for you."
"Looking for me?"
"Not just you; all the Heavenly Demon Seven are being summoned."
"What is the matter?"
"That, I don't know. You'll find out when you go." After that, Yin Youming disappeared.
Su Luo thought for a moment, puzzled. The Left Envoy wouldn't be looking for him at this time.
Could it be that the previous lightning strike was still too ostentatious?
No need to rush; it's best to wait and see.
Arriving at the Heavenly Demon Palace, the other seven members were already present, and Su Luo was the last to arrive.
Even Situ Ye, who was injured, was there, though he had no mood to challenge Su Luo now. His injuries and defeat by Lin Xuan had left him in low spirits.
However, being in the Heavenly Demon Palace lifted his mood a bit.
"Do you know why the Left Envoy has summoned us?" Xu Wuliang asked.
The other seven members shook their heads, even Qing Bukuang didn't know.
Soon, the Left Envoy appeared.
The murmuring seven members immediately fell silent.
The Left Envoy got straight to the point, "You must be curious why I called you here. It's because the Demon Lord wants to see you."
What!
The Demon Lord!
The seven members were astonished, as it was extremely rare to even catch a glimpse of the Demon Lord.
Instantly, they became excited, though unsure of the reason. But merely being in the presence of the Demon Lord was the greatest honor.
Su Luo, on the surface, joined the others in showing surprise, but inwardly, he was puzzled. Why would the Demon Lord want to see them? By rights, this shouldn't be happening.
At this stage, the Heavenly Demon Seven were too weak to be of any assistance to the Demon Lord.
At least, they needed to reach the status of a titled Heavenly Demon to have a chance of meeting the Demon Lord and receiving tasks from him.
Moreover, later on, some so-called Demon Lord missions were often fake, issued by the Left Envoy or others, as the Demon Lord had been reduced to a figurehead.
Using the Demon Lord's name was a convenient way to command a group of powerful fanatics to achieve one's goals.
While Su Luo was pondering, a wave of pressure suddenly enveloped the entire palace, then disappeared. Had it lingered for even a second more, some of the seven members might have fainted on the spot.
The Demon Lord, Jiang Ningshu, emerged.
He took his seat on the throne in the center of the palace, gazing down at the seven members.
The Left Envoy stepped aside, though inwardly he looked down on the current Demon Lord. Nonetheless, outwardly, he maintained the proper decorum.
For a moment, the palace was pin-drop silent.
The Demon Lord's gaze swept over the seven members.
Each of them straightened up, showing their best selves.
Su Luo, however, was rather casual.
Jiang Ningshu wanted to linger his gaze on Su Luo longer, to fully examine this person who kept a diary.
But he couldn't; such a gesture would draw the Left Envoy's attention.
Every move Jiang Ningshu made was under the Left Envoy's watchful eyes. Showing too much interest in Su Luo might lead the Left Envoy to focus on him.
While the Left Envoy might not necessarily harm Su Luo, one couldn't be too cautious, especially since Su Luo was crucial for Jiang Ningshu's recovery.
Ever since discovering through the diary that the Left Envoy harbored ambitions to be the Demon Lord, Jiang Ningshu understood.
The reason he had no confidants wasn't solely his fault.
Recalling how he had once shown interest in certain individuals, hoping they would grow and serve the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Then, after some time, those individuals ended up dead or crippled.
Now Jiang Ningshu realized it must have been the Left Envoy's doing, though there was no evidence.
Back then, Jiang Ningshu was powerful enough to dismiss such occurrences as accidents.
Therefore, he couldn't afford to show special interest in any one person.
However, showing interest in all seven members was acceptable. The seven of them were not only powerful but also had strong supporters behind them. The Left Envoy couldn't possibly eliminate all of them.
But he couldn't reveal any special attention towards Su Luo. As far as Jiang Ningshu knew, Su Luo didn't seem to have any strong supporters behind him.
Su Luo's rise within the Heavenly Demon Sect had been entirely due to his own meager Golden Core strength.
Such a person would be easily eliminated by the Left Envoy.
Jiang Ningshu spoke, "There's no need to be nervous. I merely wanted to meet you. It's been a long time since I've paid attention to the Heavenly Demon Seven, so today I decided to take a look."
"To receive the Demon Lord's attention is my honor," Situ Ye respectfully replied.
"It is our good fortune to have been in your presence today," Cui Baiquan added.
"The Demon Lord, I've always aspired to be like you," Qing Bukuang exclaimed enthusiastically.
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"Indeed, indeed," Su Luo chimed in.
Jiang Ningshu nodded and continued, "Each of you, show me your skills."
"Understood."
There was no hesitation in following the Demon Lord's command.
The seven members then showcased their signature techniques.
Su Luo simply demonstrated the Hellfire of the Underworld.
The Demon Lord watched the entire display with a blank expression, offering neither praise nor criticism.
Finally, he spoke, "This is for you. I hope you grow stronger."
What he gave each of the seven members was the same treasure, without distinction.
Receiving a gift from the Demon Lord naturally brought joy, but they were more eager to hear any instructions the Demon Lord might have.
There were none; they were simply dismissed to return home.
The Demon Lord left decisively, having said little during the meeting.
Still, the Left Envoy wondered what the Demon Lord was up to.
The Demon Lord had never shown much interest in the seven members before.
However, since the Demon Lord hadn't taken any peculiar actions, the Left Envoy concluded that this was merely the Demon Lord's sudden whim and didn't dwell on it further.
Qing Bukuang's mood was unexpectedly good: "See? If you all work hard, gaining the Demon Lord's favor is within your reach."
He spoke in the manner of an older brother, though no one refuted him. They didn't dare to; he was too strong.
This didn't mean they agreed, though. Cui Baiquan, for one, didn't appreciate the arrogance. What makes you think you've already gained the Demon Lord's favor? What an ego.
Cui Baiquan secretly vowed.
Someday, I too will speak in the tone of an older brother, and no one will dare to contradict me!
Su Luo simply left, ignoring their discussions, appearing rather aloof.
In truth, Su Luo couldn't fathom what the Demon Lord was thinking or planning.
Outside the palace, Yun waited, seeing Su Luo emerge, he asked, "Su Demon Lord, what did the Left Envoy want with you?"
"Is that something you should ask?" Su Luo displayed the demeanor of a demon lord.
"I was just curious," Yun responded, unfazed. Given their familiarity, Su Luo's words were essentially a joke.
Indeed, the next moment Su Luo dropped the facade, speaking without any pretense, "Nothing much, just asked us to show our skills, and that was it."
"That's great, I'm so envious. I wonder when I'll get to see the Demon Lord."
Nangong Xiyun wasn't really eager to see the Demon Lord; he merely wanted to portray the image of someone striving to climb higher in the Heavenly Demon Sect.
"There will be an opportunity," Su Luo replied.
Staying with Su Luo would eventually lead to meeting the Demon Lord.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
