Su Luo casually tossed his arm aside and clenched his fist again, ready to strike.
This time, the Shadow Ghost Emperor was watching Su Luo intently, convinced that this person couldn’t possibly harm him. After all, Su Luo didn’t even seem to have reached the Great Ascension realm.
"Go ahead, take another free shot," the Shadow Ghost Emperor taunted.
In truth, he was already preparing to counterattack the moment Su Luo made his move. That would surely look impressive.
The West Extreme Demon Lord tried to intervene. "Let’s just leave. I have a bad feeling about this."
But the Shadow Ghost Emperor dismissed him. "Relax."
After cultivating for so many years and reaching such a pinnacle of strength, was he supposed to just flee at the slightest hint of danger? All that effort would’ve been for nothing.
Su Luo spoke up. "Let me send you off."
The Shadow Ghost Emperor sneered. "I’ll leave when I want. Go ahead, attack."
His sharp eyes locked onto Su Luo, waiting to see how he would strike.
Su Luo’s punch came—simple, unremarkable.
Too slow!
The Shadow Ghost Emperor inwardly scoffed. As a top-tier assassin, his speed surpassed even those of the same cultivation level. To him, Su Luo’s fist moved in slow motion.
In an instant, he had already formulated his counterattack, a cold smile forming as he imagined how this bandaged man would fall to his retaliation.
But then—the fist landed squarely on his face.
!!!
The Shadow Ghost Emperor’s pupils contracted.
I didn’t even blink!
BOOM!
An overwhelming force erupted from Su Luo’s fist, sending shockwaves rippling through space.
In the next moment, the Shadow Ghost Emperor was sent flying, and the West Extreme Demon Lord behind him wasn’t spared either.
Crashing into the West Extreme Demon Lord, the two soared through the sky, helplessly passing through Lin Xuan’s heavenly tribulation zone—where a bolt of tribulation lightning struck them.
Even the Shadow Ghost Emperor and West Extreme Demon Lord couldn’t suppress their screams of pain.
Normally, Lin Xuan’s heavenly tribulation wouldn’t have affected them so severely, but Su Luo’s punch had already left them vulnerable. The lightning only amplified their agony.
Yet, even the heavenly tribulation couldn’t stop their flight. They continued soaring into the distance, eventually vanishing like tiny stars, disappearing beyond the horizon.
Some time later, the two finally crashed down, creating a massive crater.
"Let’s go! If he catches up, we’re finished!"
The Shadow Ghost Emperor scrambled to his feet, dragging his heavily injured body as he fled. He had finally realized—this bandaged man was no ordinary opponent.
After running for what felt like an eternity, the two finally stopped, their energy drained and injuries severe, nearly knocking them unconscious.
But their sheer willpower kept them standing.
"I thought we were dead for sure," the Shadow Ghost Emperor muttered, breaking out in cold sweat as he recalled the encounter.
The West Extreme Demon Lord shot him a look. "I told you to leave earlier, but you just had to keep talking."
For the leader of the Shadow Organization, the Shadow Ghost Emperor had surprisingly little restraint—hesitating when he should’ve acted decisively.
Then again, the West Extreme Demon Lord remembered—the Shadow Ghost Emperor had long since retired from assassination, growing accustomed to a managerial role.
"Spread the word," the Shadow Ghost Emperor said gravely. "That man is not to be provoked."
"Understood."
A thought suddenly struck the Shadow Ghost Emperor. "Do you even know who he is?"
The West Extreme Demon Lord chuckled dryly. "No. Want me to go back and ask?"
It was just a joke to ease the lingering fear in his heart.
But the Shadow Ghost Emperor wasn’t in the mood. "Let’s just go."
......
Meanwhile, the Earthly Fiend Sect was finished.
With their Right Enforcer gone and the West Extreme Demon Lord fleeing, the remaining forces posed no threat.
The battle ended swiftly, though a few managed to escape.
No matter—they would be hunted down.
Above, Lin Xuan had successfully broken through, though his body was battered and broken, leaving him unconscious.
It was nothing short of a miracle—surviving the heavenly tribulation while heavily injured.
Li Siyi took charge of the aftermath, arranging everything before finally leaving with Su Luo.
The rest could be handled by others. She wasn’t about to micromanage—it would only cut into her time with Su Luo.
Now, with the chaos over, only the two of them remained.
Li Siyi held Su Luo’s hand as they walked leisurely.
"It’s been a while since I fought like that. How was I?"
"Impressive. Very strong," Su Luo praised.
Li Siyi laughed.
She knew her strength paled in comparison to Su Luo’s, but hearing his approval still delighted her.
"By the way, after your display earlier, your identity might become an issue."
Before, most people had simply seen Su Luo as Li Siyi’s partner, unaware of his true power.
But now, everyone knew—Li Siyi’s partner was anything but ordinary.
Li Siyi could already imagine the elders bombarding her with questions. Su Luo’s identity wasn’t something she could casually reveal to those she wasn’t close with.
"Just make up a title for me," Su Luo suggested.
"True. And if I refuse to answer, there’s nothing they can do about it."
She wasn’t wrong—the Seven Stars Sword Sect wouldn’t tolerate anyone pressuring her.
As expected, many later came inquiring about Su Luo’s identity.
But Li Siyi simply replied, "That’s a secret. Not telling."
Though they got no answers, one thing was clear—this powerful man was Li Siyi’s partner, making him half a member of the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
The sect’s overall strength seemed to be skyrocketing.
Nangong Xiyun, despite her youth, had already reached the level of many seasoned experts.
Li Siyi wasn’t far behind, excelling in multiple areas.
And now, with a mysterious powerhouse as her partner?
Lin Xuan had just broken through to the Great Ascension realm.
Even the other two of the Southern Three Great Sects—the Radiant Light Sect and Misty Cloud Sect—couldn’t help but feel envious.
Once, the Seven Stars Sword Sect had been in decline, but now, its younger generation was thriving.
......
Seven days later, Su Luo’s stay at the Seven Stars Sword Sect came to an end. It was time to return to Soul Return Valley.
"Until next time," Su Luo said.
"Mm."
Li Siyi had accomplished everything she’d planned during these seven days. She was more than satisfied.
Before their next meeting, she’d make even more plans—so they could create even more wonderful memories.
With a final kiss on Su Luo’s cheek, she bid him farewell.
Back in Soul Return Valley, Nangong Xiyun was waiting.
Little Yu was in seclusion, focusing on her cultivation.
Jiang Ningshu, having only been apart from Su Luo for a short while, wasn’t particularly missing him. She lounged lazily, having picked up Su Luo’s habit of relaxation.
But Nangong Xiyun? She had been counting the days until Su Luo’s return.
When bored, she’d provoke Jiang Ningshu just to pass the time.
Jiang Ningshu would grumble, "So annoying. If you miss him so much, why not just go find him?"
Nangong Xiyun could have easily returned to the Seven Stars Sword Sect—openly, no less.
But she held back, knowing Li Siyi deserved this rare time alone with Su Luo.
If she were there, Li Siyi would feel awkward being affectionate with Su Luo.
And honestly, Nangong Xiyun would too—after all, they were master and disciple.
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.
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?”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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."
