“So, what are you teaching me this time?” Li Siyi asked.
“Because the battles ahead won’t be small skirmishes anymore. I want you to have a couple of trump cards to protect yourself.”
The earlier reason was genuine, and so was this one.
Su Luo didn’t want anything to happen to Li Siyi either—it would sadden him.
“Haha, don’t worry. I’m very fond of my own life.”
After truly getting to know Su Luo, Li Siyi felt incredibly fortunate in her life, a feeling she’d never had before—not even when she was hailed as Autumn Wind City’s top genius.
The battle continued, with Li Siyi still wielding the immortal sword against the stone beast statues.
Despite her lack of finesse and unfamiliarity, she managed to destroy every single one of them.
That was the power of the immortal sword.
Strong. Extremely strong.
Especially for those with lower cultivation, it was nothing short of divine assistance.
“Su Luo, if you give this to me, I might lose control. I could end up relying on it forever.”
After actually using it, Li Siyi’s confidence in herself wavered.
“I think you can handle it. Believe in yourself.”
“If I slack off in my training because I depend too much on this sword, I’m blaming you.”
“No problem. Come find me anytime.”
Still, Li Siyi felt she should strive to grow stronger, to one day truly deserve the sword.
“By the way, Su Luo, what’s this sword called?”
“It’s your sword. You decide.”
Su Luo used to call it things like Invincible Stormblade or Ultimate Chaotic Celestial Sword.
Back then, the situation often went like this:
My Invincible Stormblade is not to be trifled with!
Taste my Ultimate Chaotic Celestial Sword!
With Super Fiery Joy in hand, the world is mine!
Ahem. Best not to dwell on the past.
“Then I’ll just call it ‘Immortal Sword.’ Simple and nice.”
“But it lacks flair. People might not even remember the name.”
They’d think “immortal sword” was just a type of weapon, not its actual name.
“Then I’ll make sure they remember it in battle. Once they witness its power, they’ll associate the name with this sword... Just kidding.”
Li Siyi chuckled at the thought—it sounded far too difficult.
“Not a bad idea. Bold.”
Su Luo had been the same back then. No matter how much people mocked his sword’s name, they’d soon stop laughing. Overwhelming power had a way of making them respect it—even praising his naming skills.
“Don’t take me seriously! I was just talking nonsense.” Li Siyi grew flustered at Su Luo’s approval—it really was an impossible feat.
“I’ll be waiting.”
“Don’t!”
Yet they both laughed. A joke was only funny if you laughed at it.
Of course, it wasn’t entirely a joke, but in such a lighthearted atmosphere, laughter came easily.
Nearby, Jiang Ningshu watched their exchange with quiet approval.
She didn’t intrude—doing so would ruin the mood.
Still, she hadn’t expected this side of Su Luo.
Around her, he was either the composed, all-knowing master, exuding confidence...
Or the overly deferential subordinate, putting on an act.
Now, she felt she understood him a little better.
......
Half a day passed before they finally destroyed the totem altar.
Though reluctant, Li Siyi knew it was time. “Guess this is goodbye.”
“Yeah, it’s been a while,” Su Luo replied.
This was a critical moment—every second counted. Li Siyi understood that no matter how hard she tried, her impact on the larger conflict would be minimal.
Still, she’d contribute however she could.
She didn’t press Su Luo for details about the totem altars. That would lead to complicated questions.
She refused to burden him with her responsibilities.
Instead, she said, “After this is all over, how about a celebration feast?”
“With me? I’m from the Heavenly Demon Sect. Only one side can claim victory—only one of us gets to celebrate.”
“We’ll just do it in secret. Who’d know?”
“You’re getting better at finding loopholes in conversations.”
“Learned it from you.”
“I’m not like that.”
“Then it’s settled.”
Li Siyi stood, stretching lazily—it was the most relaxed she’d felt in a long time. “Well then... see you.”
“Mm. Take this too.”
Su Luo handed her a list of other totem altar locations.
Li Siyi scanned it, puzzled. “Is this... really okay?”
Wouldn’t it interfere with his plans?
“It’s fine.”
Su Luo assumed she was questioning whether it was appropriate for a Heavenly Demon Sect member to share such information.
“Okay. Thanks.”
With that, Li Siyi left to rejoin the others in destroying the altars.
Su Luo’s gesture wouldn’t drastically alter events—it merely sped things up.
Now, Jiang Ningshu finally had a chance to ask her questions.
“I’m curious. Why do you still have ties with someone from the Seven Stars Sword Sect? And you two seem... unusually close.”
“It’s a long story. The short version? Even after I joined the Heavenly Demon Sect, she never resented me. She always understood me.”
Take today, for example. He’d brought her to test the sword on a totem altar, yet she never asked how he knew its location—or if he knew others.
Su Luo was certain Li Siyi had considered these questions. She simply chose not to voice them.
In a flawless outcome, these were precisely the things he hoped she wouldn’t ask.
That was how well she understood him.
“Really? Someone like that exists? If you hadn’t explained, I’d have suspected you were a spy.”
Given the circumstances, Jiang Ningshu’s assumption wasn’t unfounded.
But she dismissed the thought. Su Luo was the man who aspired to become the Demon Sovereign—his diary said as much.
“Don’t joke about that. I’m no spy. My allegiance to the Heavenly Demon Sect is real.”
“Relax. As the Demon Sovereign, I don’t particularly care.”
“I’m serious.”
......
After some idle chatter—
“We should head back.”
“So soon?” Jiang Ningshu was surprised. She’d thought they’d linger a while longer.
“You are the Demon Sovereign. It’s almost time to act.”
“So what should I do?”
“You’re asking me?”
“Who else?”
“You’re not my puppet. Do as you see fit.”
Truthfully, the Demon Sovereign didn’t need to do much—the Left Envoy had already arranged everything.
Of course, if things went wrong, the Demon Sovereign took the blame. If they succeeded, the credit went to him.
“Then let’s return.”
Since losing her cultivation, Jiang Ningshu hadn’t ventured out for so long. Today had been... nice.
She was content.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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...
ave】 Shen Qingling was a man with peerless looks, a cunning mind, and the ability to play both the aloof noble and the innocent sweetheart—a master of seduction who could outplay any player. But after an untimely death, he found himself bound to a system and transmigrated into the tragic "true young master" of a melodramatic novel. In the original story, his childhood sweetheart treated him as a backup plan, his fiancée swore to break off their engagement for the sake of the "fake young master," and his own sister saw him as the family's disgrace. He was nothing more than a rat everyone wanted to stomp on. System 077: "Your mission is to change the original fate and conquer the goddesses." Shen Qingling: "Thanks for the invite. If seduction had tiers, I’d be max level." His childhood sweetheart knelt, begging for forgiveness: "Qingling, I was wrong. Please give me another chance." His ex-fiancée refused to marry anyone else: "Shen Qingling, I was blind before. In this life, I’ll marry no one but you." A yandere CEO went mad for love: "Shen Qingling, you can only like me. I’ll stop at nothing to make you mine!" His green-tea sister clung to him daily: "Brother, look at me, won’t you? I’m more obedient than them—I love you the most~" At first, they scorned and trampled on him. Later, they burned themselves like moths to a flame, all for his sake. His looks were his weapon, his sweet words the bait—heroines obsessed over him, villains turned to madness for him. Shen Qingling became a true male siren, igniting battlefield after battlefield of women fighting for his affection. Years later, when System 077—now one of the elites—was asked how to become as outstanding as it, it lazily exhaled a smoke ring and replied: "Just know how to cheer ‘666’ at the right time."
