Zhuo Mingyuan recalled the past moments, his sword almost slipping from his hand.
Even in this situation, he was still hesitating, though just a moment ago he had been resolute.
"Qin San, were all the experiences we shared in the past fake?"
"Fake."
"We were so happy when we divided the treasures together."
"I secretly took seventy percent while you weren't paying attention."
Ah, Lin Xuan widened his eyes, wondering how he did it. It felt like something worth learning.
Zhuo Mingyuan, however, shook his head: "None of that matters. In your heart, was I ever your brother?"
"No, never. In my heart, there has only ever been the Heavenly Demon Sect."
Lin Xuan felt something was off and said to Zhuo Mingyuan, "Senior Brother, it's time to make a decision."
But Zhuo Mingyuan hesitated even more: "Qin San..."
"Trash, your inner demon was right about you. You're too weak," Qin San mocked.
By now, Qin San had prepared himself, ready to unleash his final power at the cost of his life.
He pretended to attack Zhuo Mingyuan, but his true target was Han Ying'er.
"Come with me."
However, his move had already been seen through by Lin Xuan. Although Lin Xuan, with his current strength, couldn't do much to harm Qin San, Elder Yan lent him a bit of power, allowing him to barely block the attack.
Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't just stand there. This isn't the time to hesitate."
Zhuo Mingyuan thrust his sword forward, but his heart was torn with conflict.
Su Luo, seeing this, was disappointed.
With a casual swing of his sword, he ended Qin San's life.
With the crisis resolved, Su Luo didn't bother with what the others thought and left.
Lin Xuan, having taken a hit, even with Elder Yan's help, couldn't help but turn pale from the pain.
He said to Zhuo Mingyuan, "I'm just a junior brother, and I don't mean to boss you around, but if you ever want to have a heart-to-heart with an enemy, make sure to break their limbs first."
"If you lose Senior Sister Ying'er again, you'll regret it even more."
After saying this, Lin Xuan went to rest on the side.
Elder Yan was fine, having only used a little bit of power, so he didn't fall into a deep sleep.
Meanwhile, Zhuo Mingyuan knelt on the ground, still unable to accept Qin San's death.
The other two were already weeping uncontrollably.
An enemy, yet once a close friend.
Why did it have to end like this?
......
After Su Luo left, his inner demon also disappeared.
On his way back, he ran into Li Siyi.
She immediately started circling around him, eyeing him with a mischievous look.
"What's wrong?"
"Someone's hiding their true self. I won't say who."
"Oh? Who?" Su Luo played dumb, something he was always good at.
"Don't tell me that wasn't you just now."
"It was my inner demon. His strength has nothing to do with me. You have no idea, I was almost controlled by him and couldn't come back."
"Really?"
"Yes, you know how flawed I am—lazy, gluttonous, jealous. The inner demon had me in his grasp in no time."
"That excuse is so fake."
"Believe it or not."
"Hey, wait for me."
Even though Li Siyi knew Su Luo's secret, she wouldn't spill it. She felt that having a secret between the two of them was truly special.
Then they reunited with Lin Xuan and the others.
The group was still grieving over Qin San's death.
But no matter how sad they were, it was time to leave, as the secret realm was collapsing.
Even after leaving the secret realm, the group lingered for a while, staring at it.
Lin Xuan went about his own business.
Su Luo and Li Siyi, on the other hand, didn't feel much sorrow. They hadn't been close to Qin San, and since he was from the demonic path, they felt even less remorse.
......
After they left, Nangong Xiyun, who had been watching everything from the beginning, wasn't without gains.
Having observed Su Luo and his inner demon, she felt greatly inspired.
Moreover, she now had the necessary conditions to proceed. It was entirely feasible.
So, it was time to settle things with her own inner demon.
Nangong Xiyun leaped into the sky, stopping amidst the clouds.
Closing her eyes, her consciousness delved into the deepest part of her soul, a place she had once avoided facing. But now, she had come to understand.
A seal existed there.
With a gentle wave of her hand, Nangong Xiyun broke the seal.
From within the seal emerged another version of herself, but this one radiated an overwhelming sense of ferocity.
"Nangong Xiyun, you've finally come to your senses. Let's join forces and turn this meaningless world upside down."
"I'm here to make peace with you."
"Peace? Hahaha, impossible. The only reason I'd join forces with you is to destroy the world."
"My appearance has been restored."
The inner demon's laughter stopped abruptly: "Really?"
"Yes, you should be able to see it now."
The inner demon had been sealed for too long, and it wasn't an ordinary seal, so she had no knowledge of what had happened outside.
Now that her true self was showing her, she could see it clearly.
"It's true, hahaha." Tears streamed down the inner demon's face.
The destruction of her appearance had been the root cause of this inner demon's birth.
"So, help me," Nangong Xiyun pleaded once more.
"Hahaha, you've changed, Nangong Xiyun. Proud as you are, you'd actually ask for help, even if it's from yourself. You'd never beg yourself before."
The inner demon didn't know whether to feel relieved or something else. Since her birth, Nangong Xiyun had always sought to destroy her.
If she hadn't exhausted all means to no avail, she wouldn't have resorted to sealing her away.
And now, this Nangong Xiyun was asking for the inner demon's help?
Nangong Xiyun didn't deny the inner demon's assessment.
In the past, even if her appearance had been restored, she wouldn't have thought of reconciling with the inner demon. Instead, she would have continued to seek ways to defeat her.
Through force.
But now...
"I learned it from the younger generation."
"What do you mean?"
"Let me show you."
Nangong Xiyun thrust her sword into the inner demon, and memories flowed from her into the inner demon.
"So that's how it is. How interesting."
"So, will you help me?"
"I have no objections. With your appearance restored, I no longer have the desire to destroy the world. And since you've humbled yourself enough to ask for help from yourself, I'll grant you this."
The heavens and earth changed colors, dark clouds gathered, as if the apocalypse was approaching.
Then, thunder and lightning erupted.
Deep within the Heavenly Demon Sect, an ancient voice spoke.
"How long has it been since someone reached that realm?"
On the throne of the beast army.
"Humans, truly favored by the heavens. Another supreme expert has emerged. But we beasts won't fall behind."
At the highest point of the Divine Sky Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world.
"The heavens have changed."
"Indeed. Whether it's for better or worse, we don't know."
"We must prepare ourselves."
Hidden experts across the land couldn't help but turn their gazes toward Nangong Xiyun's direction.
They all wondered who had made the breakthrough.
Su Luo looked up at the sky. This feeling—someone was breaking through. Judging by the scale, they must be quite powerful.
But Su Luo didn't pay it much mind. Breakthroughs of this magnitude were rare in the cultivation world, but not unheard of.
Su Luo didn't recall any figures that matched, but then again, with so many events and people in the cultivation world, it was impossible for him to remember everything.
Whatever, it had nothing to do with him. Time to head back.
The sky cleared.
Nangong Xiyun's breakthrough was seamless, her cultivation reaching a qualitative leap after many years.
The Mahayana realm.

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] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”