"No need, no need."
"Yes, yes, you should take it."
Seeing Lin Xuan and Han Ying'er still politely refusing each other, Qin San grew impatient once again.
"Just take it when it's given to you."
Qin San shoved the treasure into Lin Xuan's hands and, without another word, dragged Han Ying'er into Room 6.
Zhuo Mingyuan and Yuan Jie entered Room 5, curious to see if the so-called cultivation array was truly as miraculous as it was said to be.
Li Siyi, unable to wait any longer, pulled Su Luo into Room 1 before he could even react.
Seeing everyone else make their choices, Lin Xuan casually picked Room 7.
Inside Room 1:
Once inside, Li Siyi looked around. The room was extremely simple, with nothing but the array beneath their feet.
"Nothing special here. Can it really speed up cultivation by twenty times?"
"Try it and you'll know," Su Luo replied, already accustomed to such things.
"Fair enough."
Li Siyi held Su Luo's hand, sat down cross-legged, and began cultivating.
Su Luo followed suit, knowing that dual cultivation required effort from both parties.
In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy rapidly condensed and flowed into Su Luo and Li Siyi's bodies.
The energy didn't immediately refine itself within them but instead circulated between the two along a specific path.
"I can feel it! This speed is unimaginable!"
For the first time, Li Siyi felt her cultivation progress so clearly, far exceeding her expectations.
What's more, the spiritual energy flowing from Su Luo felt warm and dense, making it easy to lose herself in the process.
Su Luo, however, wasn't as impressed. Since he started keeping a diary, he hadn't cultivated much. Even with the twentyfold increase, the progress felt mediocre to him.
"Su Luo, are you really at the Qi Refining stage? It doesn't feel like it to me."
While cultivating together, Li Siyi could clearly sense that Su Luo's spiritual energy was unusual.
"Yes, I'm at Qi Refining," Su Luo insisted.
"Come on, tell me secretly. I'll keep it to myself."
"Qi Refining is Qi Refining."
Even if you have evidence, I won't admit it—Su Luo was determined to stay stubborn.
"Fine, don't tell me then. Let's focus on cultivating."
Li Siyi stopped talking and concentrated on her cultivation, though her grip on Su Luo's hand tightened slightly.
Meanwhile, in Room 6:
At first, Han Ying'er thought it was amazing. Her cultivation speed had skyrocketed, and the effects were truly noticeable.
But soon, the speed began to drop, and her body started feeling unwell.
Dizziness, nausea, and weakness—no one should experience such symptoms while cultivating.
The same thing was happening to Qin San.
After an hour, Han Ying'er was feeling terrible.
"Qin San, I can't take it anymore. I need to step out for some air."
"Alright."
Even Qin San couldn't endure it any longer.
However, once he let go of Han Ying'er's hand, he felt better. His cultivation speed gradually increased and stabilized at around three to four times the normal rate.
Though it wasn't the initial twentyfold increase, it was still an improvement. This left Qin San puzzled.
When Han Ying'er stepped outside to catch her breath, she noticed that they were the only ones having such issues.
Everyone else was cultivating without any signs of discomfort.
She observed that Su Luo and Li Siyi were in the best condition, while Zhuo Mingyuan and Yuan Jie were also doing fine.
Even Lin Xuan, cultivating alone, was fully immersed in the process.
No one else seemed to experience the problems she and Qin San were facing.
Perplexed, Han Ying'er wondered if she should try cultivating with Lin Xuan instead.
But thinking of Qin San, she hesitated and returned to continue cultivating with him.
"You're back. How are you feeling?" Qin San asked with concern.
"Much better. Let's continue."
The first day of array cultivation came to an end.
Beneath the array, a pair of eyes opened once more, followed by a low murmur.
"The number is correct, and they've started using the array. Perfect. The faster they cultivate, the sooner I can emerge."
On the second day, cultivation continued. With such an opportunity, no one wanted to waste a single moment.
But Su Luo had other thoughts.
While the increased cultivation speed was beneficial, it also made him more prone to fatigue.
"Alright, we've been cultivating for a while now. Let's take a break."
"Are you giving up already?"
"What are you talking about? I said rest, not giving up!"
"Oh."
"Fine, if that's how it is, I'll have to show you my true strength. Let's keep going."
Su Luo and Li Siyi continued their cultivation diligently, their hands never parting since the previous day.
Zhuo Mingyuan and Yuan Jie, on the other hand, weren't as intense. They occasionally took breaks to step outside, especially Yuan Jie, who preferred cultivating in a comfortable state.
Qin San and Han Ying'er, however, were struggling.
They would have been better off cultivating separately.
This was natural—Qin San's foundational cultivation technique was a demonic path method. Despite his efforts to conceal it, its essence remained incompatible with Han Ying'er's orthodox path.
But Qin San refused to admit this incompatibility. Determined to prove himself, he endured the discomfort and insisted on dual cultivation.
Han Ying'er had no choice but to go along with it.
However, after an hour of cultivation, she would step out to catch her breath.
As for Lin Xuan, even though he was alone, he never stopped cultivating. Every time Han Ying'er saw him, she felt inspired not to give up.
So, despite the discomfort, she continued trying to make the most of the array with Qin San.
A twentyfold increase in speed—settling for three to four times felt like a waste.
But after a day, Han Ying'er began to feel lost. The discomfort was overwhelming.
Unconsciously, she found herself outside Lin Xuan's room.
"Senior Sister, what's wrong?" Lin Xuan noticed her presence and asked.
Han Ying'er sighed and confided, "Qin San and I are having some issues with our dual cultivation."
"What kind of issues?"
"It's just... it feels unbearable. But Zhuo Mingyuan and the others don't seem to have this problem."
"I wouldn't know. I've always cultivated alone."
"Exactly."
Han Ying'er took Lin Xuan's hand and began cultivating.
But the next second, she pulled her hand back.
What was this?
The feeling was completely different—not worse, but actually pleasant.
This startled her into retreating.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xuan, having never dual-cultivated before, had no frame of reference and was completely unaware of any issues.
"Let's try again."
Hearing Han Ying'er's words, Lin Xuan suddenly remembered Qin San. Knowing Qin San's temperament, the consequences of him finding out about this were unthinkable.
"Isn't this inappropriate? If Qin San finds out..."
Lin Xuan didn't finish his sentence, but the implication was clear.
Han Ying'er thought for a moment and sighed. "You're right. I should go back."
Seeing her slightly dejected expression, Lin Xuan grabbed her hand.
What does Qin San matter? What do I owe him? If anything, he owes me—threatening me once, trying to teach me a lesson another time.
"Let's give it a try."
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?”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
