The night grew deeper, and the frost grew heavier.
The starry sky was scattered with crushed silver, and the moonlight condensed like white frost.
The Meditation Tower stood tall and majestic, its body shimmering with a faint, ethereal light under the moonlight, like an ancient sword thrust between heaven and earth.
Just as Gu Chengyin was pondering whether to practice the Qingyun Art for a while.
His expression suddenly changed.
The door of the Meditation Tower had opened a crack.
The crack was narrow, so narrow it seemed like an accidental sliver of light slipping through, but in Gu Chengyin's eyes, it was more striking than a sky full of stars.
He focused his gaze.
Yes, the tower door was indeed open.
Was Lin Qingyan letting him in?
Gu Chengyin did not hesitate.
He immediately stepped forward, his robes fluttering gently in the night breeze, but his footsteps were as steady as a rock.
A distance of thirty feet was crossed in the blink of an eye.
Gu Chengyin walked up to the tower door and reached out to give it a gentle push.
The door opened silently.
Inside was a dim space, with only a few eternal lamps burning quietly, illuminating the interior in a hazy twilight.
Right in the center, a figure sat cross-legged with a straight back, surrounded by faint fluctuations of spiritual energy.
It was Lin Qingyan.
Gu Chengyin's gaze fell upon her, but froze slightly in the next instant.
Lin Qingyan was not resting and recuperating; she was not restoring her spiritual energy.
Instead, she just sat there, staring blankly ahead with hollow eyes.
It was as if her gaze pierced through the tower walls, through the night, and through time itself, looking toward some distant place.
Gu Chengyin's heart skipped a beat. What had happened?
He closed the door behind him and softened his footsteps, walking toward her step by step.
The flames of the eternal lamps flickered beside him, stretching his shadow long and casting it on the ground in front of Lin Qingyan.
"Auntie?"
Lin Qingyan moved, slowly turning her head to look at him.
Gu Chengyin's footsteps halted.
Those eyes, those originally cold and clear eyes, were now completely red.
Un-dried tears still pooled in her eyes, and tear tracks meandered down from the corners of her eyes, leaving two shallow, wet trails on her face.
The light of the eternal lamps shone on her face, making those two tear tracks glisten slightly, like two rivers of sorrow.
Gu Chengyin's heart suddenly clenched.
Lin Qingyan was crying?
What had happened?
He had never seen her like this.
The Jingzhe of the Heavenly Master Mansion who fought against three Golden Cores alone.
The weak yet stubborn auntie in the carriage.
The aloof fairy who would take the initiative to be affectionate.
Was crying at this moment.
Gu Chengyin opened his mouth, wanting to ask what happened, wanting to ask if something went wrong, wanting to ask so many things.
But before he could speak, Lin Qingyan moved.
She suddenly stood up and threw herself at him.
In the next instant, a soft and warm body fell into his arms.
Lin Qingyan hugged him tightly, her arms wrapping around him so firmly, as if she was afraid he would disappear.
Her face was buried in his shoulder, her breaths rapid and warm, carrying a faint hint of tears.
"Wu wu wu!"
"Chengcheng!!"
"Wu wu wu!"
Lin Qingyan cried like a child.
No, not like a child.
Like a little girlfriend who had suffered a massive grievance, finally finding someone she could rely on.
Gu Chengyin stiffened.
He looked down at the head buried in his shoulder, looking at her shoulders that trembled slightly from sobbing.
He felt the strength of her arms wrapped around his waist.
For a moment, he actually did not know what to say.
Even last time in Dawn City, she hadn't cried like this.
But now.
She cried without reservation, crying a river of tears, crying as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances in her heart.
Gu Chengyin raised his hand and gently placed it on her back.
Patting her slowly, one stroke at a time.
"Cry, just cry. You'll feel better once you let it out."
Gu Chengyin's voice was very soft, so soft it was like coaxing a frightened little beast.
As soon as these words came out, Lin Qingyan cried even louder, burying her face in his shoulder. Her tears soaked through his robes, leaving a patch of warmth.
Gu Chengyin could feel her tears seeping through the fabric onto his skin, like scalding brands.
He didn't ask.
He just continued patting her back, stroke by stroke, with a soothing rhythm, as if comforting her, and as if waiting.
The eternal lamps' flames flickered quietly, casting their shadows onto the tower wall, overlapping and melting into one.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Qingyan's sobbing finally began to subside.
She lifted her head from Gu Chengyin's shoulder. Her eyes were still red, tiny teardrops hung on her eyelashes, and the tear tracks on her face were still wet.
In those eyes, there was grievance, there was dependence, and the rest was incomparable sorrow.
"My spiritual energy is overdrawn."
Lin Qingyan spoke, her voice hoarse from crying, with a slightly aggrieved nasal tone.
Gu Chengyin nodded.
He knew that.
But obviously, that wasn't the main reason for her crying.
He continued looking at her, patiently waiting for her to go on.
Lin Qingyan sniffled and continued, "And then..."
She paused, her eyes growing a bit redder.
"And then... my inner demon, hasn't it weakened a lot because of you?"
Gu Chengyin nodded.
This was the result of being knocked out by electricity for a day.
Although he didn't know the exact process, he knew the outcome.
"And then I discovered something."
Lin Qingyan's voice lowered even more, carrying a hint of a tremble. "Deep within the inner demon, a memory is hidden."
Gu Chengyin's expression shifted.
A hidden memory?
"Previously, because my spiritual energy was abundant and the inner demon hadn't weakened, I never noticed it."
Lin Qingyan continued, her gaze dropping. "But this time, my spiritual energy was completely drained, and the inner demon grew weaker..."
She didn't finish her sentence.
But Gu Chengyin understood.
Lin Qingyan was missing a piece of memory.
That memory was hidden deep within the inner demon, covered and concealed by spiritual energy.
Previously, her spiritual energy had never been overdrawn, and her inner demon had always been in an expanding state, so that memory remained hidden and undiscovered.
But this time.
Her spiritual energy was completely overdrawn, and her inner demon was vastly weakened because of him.
Thus, the memory surfaced.
Gu Chengyin's heart sank.
To make Lin Qingyan cry like this.
That memory was definitely not simple.
"Then what is the content of this memory of yours?"
Lin Qingyan shook her head, speaking with great sorrow:
"I didn't see it. I only know that a memory is hidden inside the inner demon."
"But I can't see the specific details, because the inner demon hasn't disappeared."
"But as soon as I touch it, I become extremely sad, so..."
Lin Qingyan closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, and then another.
Her chest heaved, as if she was making a final struggle, as if she was gathering enough courage.
Gu Chengyin didn't rush her.
He just looked at her quietly, his hand still resting on her back, maintaining that comforting posture.
He could feel her body trembling slightly, could feel her breathing gradually steady, could feel...
She was afraid.
Not afraid of him.
But afraid of this memory.
Even though she hadn't seen the specific content of the memory, just touching it.
Was enough to make Lin Qingyan this heartbroken, which meant.
Behind this memory.
Was the true cause that created her inner demon.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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!"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
