Upon hearing the arrogance of the Ten Great Sects, the Heavenly Demon Sect not only refrained from refuting but also secretly stepped up their efforts.
Originally, they had planned to destroy just a branch location, but now they escalated it to destroying the headquarters, making it as grandiose as possible.
While they couldn't convince everyone, as long as most people believed, the Heavenly Demon Sect’s goals were achieved.
The Heavenly Demon Sect wasn't just focused on spreading propaganda. While doing so, they had already begun preparing for their plan to attack the Ten Great Sects.
A hidden turbulence brewed.
Peril was slowly drawing closer to the Ten Great Sects.
......
At the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
Su Luo got up from her recliner, stretched, and casually picked up a sword.
"Little Yu, come on, let’s spar."
Little Yu was puzzled as to why Su Luo suddenly wanted to spar with her today. In the past, no matter how much she pleaded, Su Luo would be too lazy to move.
But since the opportunity was rare, Little Yu was naturally very excited.
Su Luo was truly serious this time, so she was very strict in all aspects.
Little Yu was utterly overpowered, making her question what she had even learned before.
It severely shattered her confidence, but for Little Yu, she didn’t feel that way. She only felt joy.
The more they sparred, the more familiar she became with Su Luo’s style. This was something she had never experienced before.
Even though she was exhausted, Little Yu didn’t want to stop.
Su Luo wouldn’t let her push herself too far.
"Alright, Little Yu, that’s enough. You did great."
"Su Luo, you’re really strong."
"I’m average. It’s just the result of time and effort."
After Little Yu had a bit of a rest, Su Luo said, "Come on, let’s go for a stroll."
He thought that the days of him visiting the Seven Stars Sword Sect would be few and far between in the future.
"Alright."
Little Yu didn’t know why Su Luo suddenly wanted to wander around, but as long as they were together, it was good.
They arrived at Kaiyang Peak to witness the magnificent sight of ten thousand swords returning.
The so-called ten thousand swords returning was because Kaiyang Peak had a furnace for recycling broken swords.
Every month, on schedule, the broken swords flew together toward the furnace.
Even though the swords were broken, they still carried the honor of being used in battle. They were broken but deserved respect.
At the Yuheng Peak, they viewed the inscriptions left by the successive heads of the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
The inscriptions were filled with sword intent.
But after all, they were the sword intents of others. One could enjoy them or even learn a little, but in the end, one had to comprehend their own sword intent.
Su Luo explained this to Little Yu.
They revisited the Pure Martial Tower, and Su Luo teased Little Yu, saying those words had unexpectedly garnered him many enemies, especially from other sects.
......
In fact, these were places that weren’t particularly noteworthy, at least for Su Luo.
For Little Yu, they weren’t particularly impressive either. She wasn’t very interested in these things.
But because Su Luo was by her side, everything gained meaning.
It didn’t matter what the places were. The key was who you were with.
Little Yu stood on her tiptoes, her hands cupping Su Luo’s face, looking at him left and right, and tilting her head.
"Su Luo, you’re really strange today."
"Am I?"
"Yeah, is something bothering you?"
"I’m leaving."
Su Luo said this in the most casual tone, trying to make the situation light.
"Where? I want to go too."
"The Heavenly Demon Sect. You can’t come."
Yes, such a place wasn’t suitable for Little Yu.
"Why the Heavenly Demon Sect?"
"Part of my plan."
"Is it necessary?"
"Yes."
Su Luo looked down and saw that Little Yu was crying.
"Don’t cry, I’m not good at comforting people."
"But..."
"We’ll meet again someday."
"But we won’t get to see each other every day like this anymore."
Yes, even Su Luo felt a bit lonely at that thought.
"We’ll meet again someday."
But he could only comfort her with that.
My heart has long been as cold as a fish-gutting knife.
Even so, Su Luo still felt a twinge of sadness.
"Alright, don’t cry. Why not cherish the time we have now? I’ll agree to anything you want to do, just for now though."
"Sob... Take me with you..."
o(╥﹏╥)o
"Only that, no negotiation."
Little Yu clung to Su Luo and cried for a long time.
In the end, she made no special demands, only asking Su Luo to be by her side as always.
She was easily satisfied.
......
After accompanying Little Yu, Su Luo felt there was one more person he needed to say goodbye to.
There weren’t many people in the Seven Stars Sword Sect who treated Su Luo kindly.
"Why are you coming to find me on your own? How rare."
Li Siyi circled around Su Luo, examining him to see what was different today.
Because apart from the so-called storyline, Su Luo hadn’t initiated contact with her much.
Seeing Li Siyi, Su Luo also felt emotional reflection. This lifetime’s Li Siyi was truly different. In the past, she would have judged him as dirty by now, not chatting and laughing with him as she was now.
When did she start changing? Su Luo couldn’t remember.
"Am I? I used to find you often."
"Back then, you weren’t sincere."
"How could you say I wasn’t sincere? The whole Autumn Wind City knows I love you."
"And now?"
"Haha..." Su Luo laughed it off, trying to brush it aside.
"Tsk." Li Siyi rolled her eyes, seemingly knowing it was the truth, but didn’t pursue it. She asked, "So, what do you want?"
"Nothing, just saying goodbye in advance."
"Goodbye? Why?"
"It’s just a farewell. I’m worried you’ll want to kill me later."
Li Siyi wasn’t like Little Yu.
Li Siyi had her own worldview and values. If she knew I was joining the Heavenly Demon Sect, she’d probably be furious.
Anyone with a bit of reason would despise the actions of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
"No, I won’t." Li Siyi said firmly, half-jokingly.
"You’re so sure, you’ll regret it."
"Then we’ll see if I regret it or not."
Su Luo shook his head. It was only at this moment she could be stubborn, but when the time came, she might very well want to kill him.
Su Luo didn’t dwell on this topic and continued.
"Whatever. We’ll see about regrets later. I’ll give you a compensation gift in advance. Is there anything you want me to do? Consider it my farewell gift."
"Anything? That’s rare for you to be so generous."
"Then forget it, your look of wanting to hit the jackpot scares me."
"Don’t, how about giving me your family heirloom? The Starfall Jade Bracelet."
"Why do you want this? I offered it to you before and you didn’t take it."
"That was then, now I want it."
"Too late. It was given to Little Yu by my father."
But at this moment, mentioning the Starfall Jade Bracelet, Su Luo couldn’t help but think of how Li Siyi seemed to have taken several of Lin Xuan’s fortunes away in the past.
Wait, could she possibly have the Lunar Reflection Pendant as well?
Unlikely.
"What?!" Li Siyi was astonished. "When was that?"
"In Autumn Wind City."
"Eeeeck." Li Siyi made a weird noise, almost like she wanted to cry.
She had originally wanted to have the Starfall Jade Bracelet officially passed from Su Luo to her. To receive it from Lin Xuan was completely different in meaning.
Thinking back to when the bracelet was first used as an engagement token.
But now it was in Little Yu’s possession, gifted as an heirloom, accompanied by great significance as it was given by Su Luo’s father.
No, it wouldn’t count if Su Luo harbored no such intentions.
Now that Su Luo’s focus was solely on the storyline, how could he think about this matter?
Li Siyi didn’t know whether to be happy or sad.
Because in this way, her situation was similar to Little Yu’s.
Li Siyi felt so confused. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked in the first place.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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.”
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.
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!
