On the other hand, the Left Envoy led the remaining members of the Heavenly Demon Sect as they moved.
Before leaving Zongheng Valley, there was a minor incident.
It concerned Jiang Ningshu, the former Demon Lord.
She had disappeared.
Su Luo, of course, knew exactly what had happened, but he had to play his part to the fullest.
He flew into a rage, then issued an order: Jiang Ningshu must be captured alive if seen.
With that, the matter was put to rest.
After several days of travel, the Heavenly Demon Sect arrived at a secluded location—the Nightshade Forest.
This was a perilous place in the cultivation world, rarely visited by outsiders.
Once settled, the Left Envoy resumed his usual defeatist speeches.
"This will be our new base," he declared.
"We will recuperate here, but remember—we have not lost."
"In time, I will lead you back into the light."
"For now, we lie low and wait for the right moment."
...
And so, he went on with another long-winded monologue.
Su Luo couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. The Left Envoy was just like this—given the chance to speak, he would milk it for all it was worth.
"Demon Lord! Demon Lord!"
Amid the cheers, the Left Envoy vanished from sight.
Having said all he needed to say, he found some excuse to leave.
When he reappeared, it was in the form of Su Luo.
Yet Su Luo sensed something amiss.
Where was Little Yu?
She had left ahead of him and should have arrived by now.
Su Luo hurriedly went out to search.
But within the Nightshade Forest, there was no sign of Little Yu.
Where could she have gone?
Found her.
Using a special tracking technique, Su Luo quickly pinpointed Little Yu’s location and rushed over.
At that moment, Little Yu was being blocked by someone.
She had been following Su Luo’s instructions to head to the Nightshade Forest when she encountered members of the Allied Sects along the way.
She had intended to avoid them, but someone recognized her immediately.
After all, Little Yu had once been quite famous in the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
Unsurprisingly, they surrounded her.
Expressionless, Little Yu fought back.
Having recently broken through, she dispatched these Golden Core cultivators with ease.
But then, a Nascent Soul-stage expert arrived.
Even so, Little Yu could handle it—she just needed a bit more time.
The Nascent Soul expert was baffled. How could this girl named Little Yu be so strong? Weren’t the rumors about her being part of the younger generation?
Even the Heavenly Demon Sect’s rapid cultivation methods shouldn’t produce such exaggerated results.
In the end, Little Yu defeated the Nascent Soul expert.
Just as she was about to leave, reinforcements from the Allied Sects arrived.
Little Yu drew her sword again, but this time, she spotted a familiar face among them.
Li Siyi.
Li Siyi hadn’t expected to run into Little Yu here, but now wasn’t the time for conversation.
She immediately launched an attack—while secretly signaling to Little Yu.
Having spent time together before, Little Yu understood her intent and played along.
Little Yu fought fiercely, knocking everyone else to the ground until only Li Siyi remained.
Then, the two of them continued their battle while gradually moving away.
Once they were far enough, they stopped.
"Where’s Su Luo?" Li Siyi asked. If Little Yu was here, Su Luo should be nearby.
"He hasn’t arrived yet."
"Really? Then why are you here alone?"
"Su Luo told me to come ahead."
After a brief exchange, Li Siyi realized Little Yu hadn’t changed much.
But this wasn’t the time for catching up.
Still, there was one thing Li Siyi wanted to advise her on.
"How are things between you and Su Luo?"
?
Little Yu blinked in confusion. "They’re fine."
"How fine?"
"Same as before."
"So nothing’s changed?"
Little Yu didn’t understand why Li Siyi was asking this. "Do we need to change?"
"You’re really not in a hurry, huh? Someone else might have already made a move on Su Luo."
"Ah!" Only then did Little Yu realize what Li Siyi meant.
That kind of change… no, there hadn’t been any.
"I’ve been trying," she admitted.
And she had a vague feeling someone was indeed pursuing Su Luo.
Li Siyi studied Little Yu. Just as she’d thought—if left to Little Yu’s efforts, it might take years.
Might as well give her a push.
At this point, Li Siyi had accepted that monopolizing Su Luo was impossible.
Besides, even her own master had already set her sights on him. What difference would one more make?
"Fine. Then let me tell you something. Maybe—just maybe—Su Luo will leave in eight or ten years."
Li Siyi wasn’t sure how much longer Su Luo’s story would last, but logically, it wouldn’t be too long.
"Why do you say that?" Little Yu frowned. "Leave? Where would he go?"
"Who knows? You don’t have to believe me. But if that day ever comes, don’t regret it."
Little Yu fell into deep thought.
"Is that really true?"
"No way to know. It depends on Su Luo. If you can persuade him otherwise, that’s a different story."
Little Yu felt persuading Su Luo might be difficult. When Su Luo set his mind to something, he always found a way to do it.
And she had never really tried to dissuade him before—she wasn’t sure if it would even work.
Li Siyi had said all she wanted to say and felt she had given Little Yu something to worry about. Still, it was better to worry now than later.
Before leaving, Li Siyi added, "Just so you know, the next time I see Su Luo, I’ll devour him whole."
Little Yu was puzzled again—what did "devour him whole" mean? Was Su Luo edible?
"Ahem." Li Siyi decided she’d better not elaborate. She had already teased Little Yu enough, and going into further detail wouldn’t be appropriate. "That’s all for now."
Li Siyi left first.
Little Yu also walked away but kept turning Li Siyi’s words over in her mind.
Su Luo would leave—the thought was unbearable.
For a moment, she even suspected Li Siyi was lying to her.
But she dismissed the idea. Li Siyi wouldn’t joke about something like this.
Looking back now, Su Luo had always been busy with something, but he’d never explained why.
Perhaps this was related.
Just then, Su Luo found Little Yu.
Seeing her, Su Luo was surprised—had she already broken through?
Had Little Yu grown so strong already?
When had she advanced?
"Your progress is a bit too fast, isn’t it?"
At the sight of Su Luo, Little Yu brightened slightly. "I’ve been working hard."
"But being fast has its advantages—at least you can protect yourself."
"Su Luo... are you going to leave?" Little Yu suddenly asked.
"Leave? Leave where?"
"Will you leave me?"
"Little Yu, that’s not an easy question to answer. The future is full of uncertainties. I can’t predict what will happen."
That much was true. Su Luo had experienced countless partings, big and small, so to him, it really wasn’t a simple matter.
Little Yu fell silent. Li Siyi had been right.
She hugged Su Luo tightly. "Can’t you stay with me?"
"What’s gotten into you all of a sudden?"
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?”
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...
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.
