This really left Chen Feng at a loss.
"Right now, I'm their prisoner," he thought.
"Suddenly proposing to take someone as my disciple—is that really appropriate?"
But never mind that for now.
He was both thirsty and starving.
Even if he were to die, he’d rather do so on a full stomach.
"Could you give me some food and water first?"
Gu Qianqian nodded.
"Mm-hmm."
"Wait a moment, I’ll go get some for you."
Watching her retreating figure, Chen Feng couldn’t help but feel she didn’t seem blind.
Only her eyes were peculiarly unusual.
Soon, the young girl returned with a tray of bowls and plates.
And she walked straight up to Chen Feng without hesitation.
Staring at the items in her hands, Chen Feng asked in surprise,
"You walked right up to me—aren’t you afraid I might attack you?"
Gu Qianqian smiled.
"I know you’re pure white—a good person."
"If you were a bad person, I wouldn’t have come in."
Pure white?
This "good person card" caught Chen Feng completely off guard.
He accepted the plate of coarse pastries and a bowl of water she handed him.
Both the plate and bowl were made of rough ceramic.
The plate had cracks, and the bowl had a chipped rim.
Clearly, they had seen better days.
As he ate, Chen Feng couldn’t help but ask curiously,
"How did you know I’m a good person?"
Gu Qianqian pointed at her eyes.
"I saw it."
"My eyes were burned blind by qilin blood."
"I can’t see worldly things—only good and evil."
Qilin blood!
Chen Feng was inwardly shocked.
Qilin blood was a legendary treasure, something one could only hope to encounter by chance.
Yet this girl had obtained it, only for it to blind her.
However, the qilin blood’s unique properties had granted her the ability to perceive morality.
Unable to resist, Chen Feng asked,
"What does good and evil look like to you?"
Gu Qianqian was quite talkative, as if she and Chen Feng were already familiar, making him feel an inexplicable closeness to her.
"Good is white, the same color as the qilin."
"Evil is black, like the flood dragon serpent in the Green Dragon Tomb."
"Most people are a mix of both—gray—just in different shades."
"Someone as purely white as you is rare."
Chen Feng was so stunned by her words that he choked on his pastry.
He hurriedly took a sip of water from the bowl.
Qilin, flood dragon serpent, Green Dragon Tomb…
The sheer amount of information was overwhelming.
Chen Feng was burning with curiosity but didn’t know where to start.
Before he could speak, the girl asked first:
"Do you like the pastries I made?"
Chen Feng nodded reflexively.
"They’re fragrant and delicious."
The pastries were coarse,
but the roasted grain aroma was rich and natural—
unlike the artificial sweetness of store-bought treats.
There was no added sugar.
The outer layer was plain whole wheat flour, while the filling was sweet potato.
Yet they were far more satisfying than the cloyingly sweet pastries outside.
At the very least, they didn’t leave a greasy aftertaste.
Five egg-sized pastries were quickly devoured.
The bowl of water was also drained.
Chen Feng couldn’t help but admire Gu Qianqian.
Despite being blind, she could still bake.
"Thank you very much."
Hearing his gratitude, Gu Qianqian giggled.
"Can you tell me what the outside world is like?"
"I’ve heard you have cars, planes, and very tall buildings."
Now that he was fed and had nothing else to do,
Chen Feng sat on the ground and chatted with her.
The girl was lively and spoke with startling directness.
Her mind was refreshingly simple.
This reminded Chen Feng of his two disciples—
You Xi and Wei Wei—who were just as guileless.
He wondered how they were doing now.
Thinking of Wei Wei winning the championship,
with a prize of ten million,
at least he didn’t have to worry about their living expenses.
Chen Feng first described life beyond the Kunlun Mountains.
Gu Qianqian listened with rapt curiosity,
firing off questions one after another.
They talked for a long time.
Before they knew it, evening had fallen.
As the sky darkened,
Chen Feng finally asked,
"Is it just you here?"
Gu Qianqian nodded.
"I’m blind, and my martial arts are weak, so I was left behind to guard you."
"My elders and clansmen have all gone to the Four Symbols Chasm."
"Mr. Zhang Bowen doesn’t want word of the Four Symbols Chasm to spread."
"All of you outsiders who came this time… might not make it out alive."
Chen Feng stiffened.
"What is the Four Symbols Chasm?"
Gu Qianqian didn’t hold back.
"The false dragon vein you’ve been guarding is the Four Symbols Chasm."
False dragon vein!
Chen Feng was stunned.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you saying the dragon vein our nation has protected for centuries… is fake?"
Gu Qianqian spoke apologetically.
"The true dragon vein isn’t there. Ours is the real one."
This place was the dragon vein!
Chen Feng was shocked once again.
He never imagined that where he stood now was the true location of the dragon vein.
He pressed further,
"Then what’s the story with the Four Symbols Chasm?"
Gu Qianqian explained,
"The Four Symbols Chasm is an extremely dangerous place."
"Three hundred and sixty years ago, outsiders took advantage of Kunlun’s mountain-opening event."
"They raided our ancestral lands, stole many martial arts manuals,"
"and learned the secret of the dragon vein."
"Later, Mr. Zhang Bowen went to the Four Symbols Chasm and carved words into the cliff face."
"Then you outsiders foolishly mistook the Four Symbols Chasm for the dragon vein,"
"and spent generations guarding it, barring all outsiders from entering."
Chen Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief.
He recalled the eight characters he had seen at the Jade Mountain Heavenly Pool:
"Jade Mountain Heavenly Pool, Kunlun Ancestral Vein!"
Who would have thought it was all a lie?
The dragon vein they had protected for centuries was nothing more than words carved by Zhang Bowen.
He thought of the dead at Jade Mountain Heavenly Pool—
the bloodied youths, the elders who faced death without flinching.
Corpses piled upon corpses, all for the sake of those eight characters.
For over three hundred years,
how many had died for this?
A quiet fury simmered in Chen Feng’s heart.
He remembered the old men who had sacrificed themselves to save him,
the predecessors who had guarded the dragon vein with their lives.
What was the purpose of Kunlun’s mountain-opening, occurring once every sixty years?
He looked at Gu Qianqian and asked,
"Why did Zhang Bowen do this?"
"And how has he lived so long?"
Gu Qianqian answered without reservation,
"I don’t know the full details."
"Zhang Bowen has half our Gu Clan’s bloodline and has cultivated our secret art—the Everlasting Youth Technique."
"Legend says his father was an outsider."
"He’s the only one in our clan who can leave Kunlun Mountain."
"He told us outsiders are all greedy."
"But I don’t believe him. He’s pure black—a bad person."
The sheer weight of the revelations made Chen Feng realize this was far more complicated than it seemed.
Gu Qianqian’s knowledge was limited.
Still, he never expected Zhang Bowen to be a mixed-blood descendant of an outsider and the Kunlun remnants.
The only regret was that he was trapped here now,
unable to warn the outside world about the false dragon vein,
unable to stop the bloodshed that came every sixty years.
As night deepened,
Gu Qianqian spoke apologetically to Chen Feng,
"You’re a good person. Once Mr. Zhang Bowen returns, you’ll surely die."
"But I don’t have the key to let you go."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
