Nangong Xiyun suddenly said, "Then since I acted so well just now, shouldn’t I get a reward?"
"What do you want?"
Nangong Xiyun tilted her right cheek and tapped it.
Su Luo sighed but obliged, pressing a kiss there.
Ever since Nangong Xiyun had revealed her true nature, she seemed particularly fond of such intimate gestures.
"How shameless. I’m still right here," Jiang Ningshu remarked with an eye roll.
"And who are you? I’ve been ignoring you. Besides, who was the shameless one earlier?"
The two of them started bickering again.
Su Luo shrugged and let them be.
She returned to her quarters. Since she had rushed through everything with minimal effort, focusing only on efficiency to advance the plot, there was still plenty of time left—Lin Xuan and the others were still preparing.
Little Yu was lost in thought when Su Luo arrived. "Su Luo, you’re done?"
"For now, yes." Su Luo sat beside her. "What’s on your mind?"
"You."
"Oh? How so?"
Su Luo spent some time chatting with Little Yu—nothing substantial, yet the conversation flowed effortlessly.
......
Su Luo stood up. "Alright, it’s about time. You should get going."
"Mm." Little Yu nodded.
Su Luo hadn’t kept her plans hidden from Little Yu. If she had told Nangong Xiyun and Jiang Ningshu, there was no reason to exclude her.
Though there wasn’t anything Little Yu could assist with at the moment.
So, Little Yu left the Heavenly Demon Sect first, waiting for Su Luo and the others at a designated spot.
Suddenly, she hugged Su Luo tightly—tighter than usual.
Thinking she was reluctant to part, Su Luo reassured her, "Don’t worry, I’ll come find you soon."
"I know. I just… wanted to leave my scent on you."
Su Luo chuckled awkwardly but leaned down to whisper by Little Yu’s ear, "But my heart’s already been stained by you long ago."
No matter how one looked at it, Little Yu had become someone irreplaceable to Su Luo.
Hearing this, Little Yu immediately buried her face in Su Luo’s chest. After a long pause, she murmured softly, "Su Luo, come quickly, okay?"
"Of course."
Little Yu left.
She had always obeyed Su Luo’s words, and this time was no exception.
But as she walked away, her own thoughts swirled.
She truly wanted to help Su Luo.
Yet, her strength simply wasn’t enough.
She hated feeling so powerless.
Just then, as she walked, she broke through.
Early-stage Void Refinement.
Even Little Yu couldn’t understand why her breakthrough had come so swiftly and effortlessly.
Still, it was a good thing.
Of course, she wouldn’t turn back now. She’d save the news for when she reunited with Su Luo.
......
With everything in place, Su Luo resumed her role as the Left Envoy.
She arrived at the entrance of the Zongheng Valley, where a massive force from the Heavenly Demon Sect had gathered.
"Demon Lord!"
A thunderous cry rang out in unison. The Left Envoy was pleased—this was exactly why she had claimed the title.
Following tradition, the Left Envoy began her speech.
"Everyone, the Heavenly Demon Sect may have lost once or twice, but we are far from dead."
"Today, as your new Demon Lord, I will lead you to victory."
"Not just in this battle—in every battle to come, I will make sure you savor the thrill of slaughter!"
The moment her words fell, deafening cheers erupted.
This was how it should be. As members of the Heavenly Demon Sect, they had every reason to be confident.
They were the infamous, centuries-old Heavenly Demon Sect. They had seen far worse than this.
Today, they would show their enemies what they were made of.
Did they really think the Heavenly Demon Sect was done for?
Everything seemed full of promise.
But the Right Envoy didn’t share the optimism. In the past, this mindset would’ve been justified.
However, after the crushing defeat in the north, the Heavenly Demon Sect had been severely weakened. They should’ve been recuperating.
Instead, a self-proclaimed Heavenly Demon had stirred up conflict, rallying multiple sects to besiege them.
This alliance was no joke. Worse, the previous Demon Lord was gone. The sect’s former strength had included Jiang Ningshu.
The Right Envoy approached the Left Envoy.
"Are you really confident we can win?"
Her earlier speech might’ve fooled the masses, but not him.
He could already sense several formidable auras outside. The allied sects had sent true powerhouses this time—at least some at the Great Ascension stage.
"Of course. Right now, I’m preparing my ultimate technique."
Yet Su Luo was just standing there, perfectly ordinary.
"I don’t see it."
"It’s my ultimate technique. Naturally, you wouldn’t recognize it. I’ve spent a long time preparing for this day."
"Ultimate technique? I thought ours was our combined skill."
"Heh. Now that I’m the Demon Lord, using a joint technique wouldn’t be fitting anymore."
The Right Envoy felt a pang of melancholy. The Left Envoy’s attitude made it clear she was settling into her new role.
After fighting side by side for so long, she was ready to discard their partnership just like that. It stung a little.
But only a little. The Right Envoy wasn’t one for sentimentality.
If the Left Envoy ever became useless, he might just be the one to overthrow her and claim the title for himself.
For now, though, they had to deal with the enemy before them.
Lin Xuan had arrived.
Behind him stretched an endless sea of fighters, their presence overwhelming.
It wasn’t that they hadn’t considered a sneak attack—but the Zongheng Valley’s protective formations made such tactics futile.
A direct assault was their only option.
Among the allied sects, the strongest was Liu Zhixian, the Great Ascension elder of the Radiant Heaven Sect.
Another was Zhou Tingmeng, the Great Ascension elder of the Mistveil Sect.
The rest were below the Great Ascension stage.
Liu Zhixian called out, "Left Envoy, how are you still alive?"
"I’ll outlive you. Enough talk—attack!"
Su Luo had no interest in exchanging pleasantries. The sooner they fought, the better.
At her command, the Heavenly Demon Sect’s forces bared their teeth in savage grins and charged.
Liu Zhixian was taken aback. Since when was the Left Envoy so straightforward?
No banter? No probing?
As the strongest present, Liu Zhixian had many considerations.
On the surface, the southern sects had united against the Heavenly Demon Sect, outnumbering them with victory all but assured.
But Liu Zhixian knew better.
The Heavenly Demon Sect was not to be underestimated. Just the Left and Right Envoys alone were Great Ascension experts.
And above them had once stood the Demon Lord.
Years ago, Liu Zhixian had barely escaped the Demon Lord’s grasp, fleeing with near-fatal injuries.
He still remembered that overwhelming power. If not for the Demon Lord’s indifference, he would’ve died that day.
So now, he had come prepared to die.
Ideally, they shouldn’t have moved so soon. They should’ve waited for reinforcements from the Emperor Heaven Sect.
But the Heavenly Demon Sect’s atrocities in the north were too vile—even Liu Zhixian couldn’t stomach them.
And when someone had stepped forward to rally the sects, to his surprise, they had agreed—something unprecedented.
At first, Liu Zhixian had dismissed the idea.
An alliance? Ridiculous. With so many conflicting interests, they’d be lucky if no one stabbed them in the back.
Yet against all odds, it had worked. Their goal was unified: eradicate the Heavenly Demon Sect.
With so many advantages aligning, Liu Zhixian had dared to hope.
Even if I fail, I will make the Heavenly Demon Sect pay a heavy price.
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?”
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.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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."
