Sierra Bohan, a Broadway actress who has won her place in the white way dazzling people with her charm, angelic voice and beautiful personality, gets chosen by the Sir himself to star in his new musical "Once Upon a Song" reprising her role as Christine Daaè whom she previously performed in “The Phantom”. But, strange as it sounds, she meets her charming and very talented Phantom: Ramin Kellam...
A love story, inexplicable chemistry, a beautiful score, unexpected feelings; here is where a love story comes to life.

This his is the tale of a broken teen trying to keep is head on straight as the world around him. crumbles

The strands of love causes us many emotions and causes many choices to appear, which leads to the phrase, "Sometimes love isn't for everyone."

Qi Condensation.
➧ First Stage Qi Condensation (1000 Strands Qi).
➧ Second Stage Qi Condensation (2000 Strands Qi).
➧ Third Stage Qi Condensation (3000 Strands Qi).
➧ Fourth Stage Qi Condensation (4000 Strands Qi).
➧ Fifth Stage Qi Condensation (5000 Strands Qi).
➧ Sixth Stage Qi Condensation (6000 Strands Qi).
➧ Seventh Stage Qi Condensation (7000 Strands Qi).
➧ Eighth Stage Qi Condensation (8000 Strands Qi).
➧ Ninth Stage Qi Condensation (9000 Strands Qi).

Foundation Establishment.
➧ Early Stage 
➧ Middle Stage 
➧ Late Stage 

Core Formation.
➧ Early Stage 
➧ Middle Stage 
➧ Late Stage 

➧ Nascent Soul.
➧ Early Stage 
➧ Middle Stage 
➧ Late Stage 

Soul Cultivation:
➧ Transformation Form (5000 Soul Essences).



Artifact Grade:
➧ Gradeless Artifact
➧ Normal Artifact.
➧ Spirit Artifact.
➧ Great Spirit Artifact.

One day, a friend asked him, "Brother Qin, why aren't you cultivating?"

Qin Yi smiled gently and said nothing.

Cultivating?

Why should I cultivate when I can extract Cultivation Points from you?

With Cultivation Points, I can upgrade my cultivation base at any time.

Not only Cultivating Points, but I can also extract your Spiritual Mind, Body Essence, Artifacts, Pills, Bloodline, Special Physique, and others.

So, tell me, why should I cultivate?

When he took Ao Qilong's head, a beam of light darted into Mo Qianli's body. Mo Qianli saw it but he didn't care at all. Clearly, this wasn't the first time he had dealt with this.
Illusion Cloud Exert Will strike, it was forming a communication with each sword ray through his will, but as the strands grew more and more, Ye Mo also began to struggle.
He didn't even have time to eat a spirit recovery pill. He was soaked in sweat and blood seeped out of his mouth, his face was very pale. Clearly, his spirit sense was already injured.
At last, Ye Mo just closed his eyes. He couldn't care about finishing the trap formation to trap Mo Qianli. This Mo Qianli was too strong, he had to think about how to escape the endless strands.
Ye Mo seemed to have the same feeling as when he fought Ji Zhiyuan. He had to rely on his senses to feel the black strands and destroy them. As time went on, more and more blood seeped out of Ye Mo's mouth but he still closed his eyes to feel the black strands piercing over.
Ye Mo wasn't the only one struggling, Mo Qianli's face was also pale. He didn't expect someone would be able to survive this long after being trapped by his black strands.
Was this golden core state level five a monster? Mo Qianli couldn't stop now as well. He had to kill Ye Mo as the evil soul strands were taxing on the spirit sense as well. He would be hurt greatly if he forcibly stopped them before killing someone.
It seemed like he had the upper hand but it was actually a stalemate. If he could hold on till the end, Ye Mo would lose. If he couldn't, then the soul strands being destroyed would heavily injure him and make his cultivation level drop.
What shook Mo Qianli was that he had so many evil soul strands but none of them could hurt Ye Mo at all. No matter how fast they were, Ye Mo could always find it and destroy them.
In the beginning, his evil soul strands were very close to Ye Mo, but now they were being pushed away. Only when he killed the other two and focused all his efforts on Ye Mo did the strands push towards Ye Mo again.
The reason he was undefeated was that those who were pierced by his evil soul strands would die for sure. No one could escape.
As time went on, Mo Qianli began to get scared. If this continued he would lose for sure, because Ye Mo was starting to push the evil soul strands back again. He even started to regret getting involved in this matter.
Little did he know that there was shadowless under his feet.
It wasn't that Ye Mo had forgotten about shadowless, but Ye Mo couldn't spare the energy to hint to shadowless to attack. Shadowless was strong, but its intelligence was still completely under Ye Mo's control. It couldn't attack on its own.
But even if Ye Mo could order shadowless now, he wouldn't. He had gotten past the hardest moment. He was still bleeding from using too much spirit sense, but he was very happy.
He finally felt the feel of the Illusion Cloud 5th strike. When he controlled the sword rays to form simple formations, they drastically decreased the threat of the black strands.
Ye Mo kept trying these methods of control.
After some time, Ye Mo suddenly felt comfortable. The pressure was gone and his spirit sense completely let loose. He opened his eyes and found that his purple sword rays had formed a sword ray formation that trapped the diminished black strands. With a mere thought, those black strands would be completely destroyed.
Illusion Cloud Formation Kill Strike popped up into Ye Mo's mind. He knew that his Illusion Cloud 5th strike had formed.
It was just a trap and kill formation now, but as his spirit sense increased and his control over the sword rays did as well, it would turn into more and more types of trap and kill formations, and even defense formations as well.
Looking at the pale faced Mo Qianli, Ye Mo howled and waved Zi Xu making an arc before yelling, "Kill!"
Suddenly, the black strands were enveloped by the purple sword rays.
Seeing Ye Mo destroy all the black strands, Mo Qianli suddenly spat blood. His face was as pale as paper.
He looked dazedly at the black strands that had disappeared and couldn't believe that the evil soul strands that had allowed him to dominate people and kill countless enemies for two hundred years were all destroyed.
Although he had lost more than half of his black strands already, he had believed that if he killed Ye Mo, he would be able to get them back over time. But now, Ye Mo suddenly seemed to have found a way to deal with them and instantly killed all of them.
Mo Qianli looked coldly at Ye Mo and wanted to eat him. Two hundred years of work was destroyed before he even reached nascent soul state. His heart was bleeding.
He had never thought that there would be a golden core state level five as powerful as Ye Mo. If he reached golden core state peak stage, who could fight with him? There probably wouldn't be a more powerful golden core state cultivator in the entire North Far State.
But he had to kill this man - not by himself however. He couldn't kill Ye Mo, but he only had to spread news that Ye Mo had killed Ao Qilong and this golden core state level five wouldn't live for long. Not everyone could hide like him.
"You will regret it…" Mo Qianli glanced coldly at Ye Mo for a long time before saying.
Ye Mo smiled, "Whether or not I regret, you won't live to see it."
"You think you can trap me with an incomplete level three trap formation? Idiot," Mo Qianli said.
Ye Mo didn't answer and ordered shadowless to attack while throwing out tens of formation flags.
At the same time, Mo Qianli used his mobility technique. But as soon as he used it, he felt his meridians hurt. Immediately, he knew that he had been ambushed. He enveloped shadowless immediately.
He was someone who was very patient, but this golden core state level five was more patient than him. He only used such a killing blow when he was about to run away. This person was too scary.
Mo Qianli just wanted to get away as far as possible. He instantly decided to burn his essence blood and force out shadowless.
The next moment, his figure had disappeared.
Ye Mo applauded Mo Qianli for his decisiveness and the power of his cultivation essence and spirit sense. He had been fighting with him for so long but still forced shadowless out with just one mouthful of essence blood. This was also when shadowless was so much stronger than before.
*Thud*
 Mo Qianli was suddenly stopped a few kilometers away.
He looked at Ye Mo in disbelief and pointed at him in horror. "You, you're a formation master as well…"
Clearly, if Ye Mo wasn't a formation master, how could he finish and activate the trap formation so quickly?
For the second time, Mo Qianli felt danger. The last time he felt this feeling was against a nascent soul state level one. At that time, he used his wits and damaged himself heavily before trapping the nascent soul state and killing him with evil soul stands.
"You said you could run, I want to see how. Shadowless, go!" Ye Mo then gave Zi Xu a wave, bringing about another onslaught of purple sword rays.


When Ye Mo suddenly woke up, he realized that everything around him seemed to have changed. His pretty master was nowhere to be seen. Most importantly, he remembered something scary that wasn’t about himself.
Therefore, Ye Mo hurried to run into a small alley without people after class. The first thing he did was pull down his pants. He just wanted to check out his p**is.
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Crunch… Wang Lin didn't fly but walked step by step toward the Fire Demon Country's capital. His figure was like a white-robed wandering soul; it was extremely strange inside this grey fog.

His hair flowed in the air as he walked through the fog. The crunching sound continued with every step Wang Lin took.

The city inside the fog was extremely empty. It was difficult to imagine that 100 years ago the population of this city was no less than the capital of the Sky Demon Country.

However, now it was completely dead!

In the eyes of the nine ancient demons, the people of their countries were simply people they enlightened. They were only tools to help them recover. Even if all of the people died, their hearts wouldn't be affected at all.

Everyone inside the Fire Demon Country's capital, from the Demon Emperor to the civilians, had been sent to the battlefield, and they were turned into corpses that scattered across the earth. They were turned to blood that dyed the ground red.

Wang Lin's heart was very calm as he calmly walked forward step by step.

The ancient demon's seal started five kilometers away from the Fire Demon Country's capital, and this seal was very powerful! It was one of the methods the ancient demon had to protect itself. Even the commander-in-chiefs of the other countries couldn't break it!

The only people that could break the seal, aside from the other ancient demons, were those extremely powerful cultivators!

"Ancient Demon Bei Luo once said that after the capital is empty, the ancient demon will definitely seal the city to prevent anyone from entering. That is why the first thing we agreed on was breaking this seal!"

Wang Lin stopped outside the screen of demonic spiritual energy and raised his right hand. There was a flash of black light on the tip of his finger as he pointed at the screen.

The moment this finger touched the screen of demonic spiritual energy, a powerful rebound force suddenly appeared. Wang Lin's finger was knocked back and a sense of numbness quickly entered his finger and spread to his tendons.

Wang Lin cycled the celestial spiritual energy inside his body and quickly returned to normal.

Wang Lin muttered, "It is indeed very powerful!"

Just at this moment, a powerful divine sense suddenly surged out from the capital. A roar that could shock the origin soul spread out from the divine sense.

"Scram!!"

This voice echoed across the land as if it was thunder descending from the sky. The thundering rumble echoed fiercely inside Wang Lin's ears.

Wang Lin's right hand formed a very strange seal. If one looked closely at the seal, they would see that it was giving off demonic spiritual energy. The moment that roar descended on Wang Lin, it immediately disappeared!

"Bei Luo!! You were sent by Bei Luo!!" The vicious divine sense inside the capital let out another roar; it was filled with anger.

Wang Lin ignored this voice and took a deep breath. Then he muttered, "Ancient Demon Bei Luo, this is the first part of our agreement. Please watch!"

Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed at the sky. Then his eyes became cold and he softly said, "Slaughter energy, gather!"

Such simple words weren't louder than thunder and couldn't change the world. However, these five simple words caused an incredible storm inside the Fire Demon Country!

In the battlefield in the northern part of the Fire Demon Country, demon soldiers from both sides suddenly trembled. A strand of thick killing intent that could penetrate the heavens immediately flew out of their bodies!

This slaughter energy quickly charged out and disappeared into the distance.

"The ancestor has arrived!" These demon soldiers' faces were filled with excitement. They no longer slaughtered but quickly left the battlefield.

On the battlefield south of the Fire Demon Country, countless people in black robes invaded the battle here. These people carried powerful killing intent. They would often kill demon soldiers in their path, causing these demon soldiers to turn into strands of grey gas which were then absorbed by them.

The demon generals from both sides weren't unfamiliar with these people and had grown accustomed to their existence. These people came and went without any trace, and they didn't know what side they belonged to. Even when they managed to encircle these people, it often wasn't worth it.

However, right now these people in black suddenly trembled and revealed looks of ecstasy in their eyes. They quickly left, and while they left, strands of powerful slaughter energy left their bodies. Countless strands of slaughter energy disappeared over the horizon.

This scene occurred at the same time in countless places across the Fire Demon Country. The sky was covered by strands of grey gas. These strands contained unimaginable slaughter energy and they flashed across the sky.

At this instant, it was as if the entire world was shrouded in slaughter and became cold enough to pierce one's bones.

The warring parties inside the Fire Demon Country all stopped fighting at this moment. They all looked at the sky with uncertainty and eyes filled with confusion.

Not only were there a lot of Soul Refining Tribe members hidden within the demon soldiers in the past hundred years, even many of the generals on both sides were Soul Refining Tribe members.

At this moment, countless demon generals in the Fire Demon Country trembled slightly, and a strand of slaughter energy escaped from each of their heads and quickly disappeared. After losing the strands of slaughter energy, these people immediately used their own methods to quickly escape.

The entire Fire Demon Country had been at war for a hundred years. The scene today shocked all the lucky survivors. The sky was no longer blue, it was now grey. Strands of slaughter energy soared into the air and gathered at the Fire Demon Country's capital!

One hundred thousand strands of slaughter energy came from all directions toward Wang Lin. The sound of things roaring never stopped in the sky above the Fire Demon Country's capital. Wang Lin was in the center of a huge vortex as the one hundred thousand strands of slaughter energy rushed toward him.

These strands of slaughter energy were much more vigorous than the ones from 100 years ago. The amount of slaughter was far more powerful than before, and the hundred years of nourishment had caused the one hundred thousand strands of slaughter energy to almost solidify!

"Split!" There was a trace of red light in Wang Lin's eyes. The heart of slaughter and slaughter energy fused, becoming the core of the path of slaughter!

One hundred strands of slaughter energy had already covered the sky, but with one word from Wang Lin, they immediately all split into two. The one hundred thousand strands of slaughter energy turned into two hundred thousand strands of slaughter energy!

It was not over!

The two hundred thousand strands split once more! Split once more! Split once more!

The entire world was shrouded by thick, grey gas in an instant. This grey gas wasn't fog but slaughter energy! This was a fusion of the heart of slaughter and slaughter intent!

The division of the slaughter energy caused one hundred thousand strands of slaughter energy to split into one million strands of slaughter energy!

These one million strands of slaughter energy could still split more, but Wang Lin had only reached small completion in the Celestial Slaughter Art, so one million was his limit! This was an important reason why he didn't participate in the slaughter himself and used the members of the Soul Refining Tribe to nurture the slaughter energy!

"Break for me!" Wang Lin's hair flowed in the air as he suddenly pointed at the screen of demonic spiritual energy.

The one million strands of slaughter energy descended on the seal like pouring rain!



Wang Lin is a very smart boy with loving parents. Although him and his parents are shunned by the rest of their relatives, his parents always held high hopes that he will one day become someone great. One day, Wang Lin suddenly gained the chance to walk the path of an immortal, but found that he only had mediocre talent at best. Watch Wang Lin as he breaks through his lack of talent and walks the path towards becoming a real immortal!

A/N: If you're reading this, please do not buy this chapter yet as I'm still writing it. Please wait an hour or so before checking this chapter again. By then, I'm pretty sure this chapter has already been written. Note that the next paragraphs are the lines of the previous chapters, so please do not buy this chapter yet.
Propelled by the great amounts of energy that was infused in the attacks, the three attacks sent out by the trio towards the white lightning drops had arrived at their respective areas, wreaking havoc to a great number of the white lightning drops as the two collided.
Bang!
The first one to collide with the white lightning drops was Herellia's [True Submission] skill in the form of a large golden X. Thanks to the increase in combat power brought about by Argentum's enhanced buffs, the power inherent in the large golden X was enough for a large number of white lightning drops to be dispelled, though after being dispelled, no white strands were formed. At first, Herellia could not help but radiate an aura of confusion after seeing this common phenomenon not appear on the white lightning drops, but after she remembered that this trial was a trial that allowed her to obtain an enhanced final evolution, she finally understood why this was happening.
Nevertheless, she still could not help but ask herself, "If this trial did not form any strands that boosted my power, then why did that other trial form strands?"
The other trial that Herellia was talking about was none other than the bonus trial she underwent after she was finished with the second trial. The reward of that bonus trial was the same as the current trial the trio were undertaking, giving her an enhancement to her evolution. But even though the reward was the same, only the earlier bonus trial gave her strands that increased her power. Just as she was about to mull over the question even more, she hastily realized that there was no point in finding the answer to it, feeling that she would enter a deep hole if she forced herself to do so.
Propelled by the great amounts of energy that was infused in the attacks, the three attacks sent out by the trio towards the white lightning drops had arrived at their respective areas, wreaking havoc to a great number of the white lightning drops as the two collided.
Bang!
The first one to collide with the white lightning drops was Herellia's [True Submission] skill in the form of a large golden X. Thanks to the increase in combat power brought about by Argentum's enhanced buffs, the power inherent in the large golden X was enough for a large number of white lightning drops to be dispelled, though after being dispelled, no white strands were formed. At first, Herellia could not help but radiate an aura of confusion after seeing this common phenomenon not appear on the white lightning drops, but after she remembered that this trial was a trial that allowed her to obtain an enhanced final evolution, she finally understood why this was happening.
Nevertheless, she still could not help but ask herself, "If this trial did not form any strands that boosted my power, then why did that other trial form strands?"
The other trial that Herellia was talking about was none other than the bonus trial she underwent after she was finished with the second trial. The reward of that bonus trial was the same as the current trial the trio were undertaking, giving her an enhancement to her evolution. But even though the reward was the same, only the earlier bonus trial gave her strands that increased her power. Just as she was about to mull over the question even more, she hastily realized that there was no point in finding the answer to it, feeling that she would enter a deep hole if she forced herself to do so.
Propelled by the great amounts of energy that was infused in the attacks, the three attacks sent out by the trio towards the white lightning drops had arrived at their respective areas, wreaking havoc to a great number of the white lightning drops as the two collided.
Bang!
The first one to collide with the white lightning drops was Herellia's [True Submission] skill in the form of a large golden X. Thanks to the increase in combat power brought about by Argentum's enhanced buffs, the power inherent in the large golden X was enough for a large number of white lightning drops to be dispelled, though after being dispelled, no white strands were formed. At first, Herellia could not help but radiate an aura of confusion after seeing this common phenomenon not appear on the white lightning drops, but after she remembered that this trial was a trial that allowed her to obtain an enhanced final evolution, she finally understood why this was happening.
Nevertheless, she still could not help but ask herself, "If this trial did not form any strands that boosted my power, then why did that other trial form strands?"
The other trial that Herellia was talking about was none other than the bonus trial she underwent after she was finished with the second trial. The reward of that bonus trial was the same as the current trial the trio were undertaking, giving her an enhancement to her evolution. But even though the reward was the same, only the earlier bonus trial gave her strands that increased her power. Just as she was about to mull over the question even more, she hastily realized that there was no point in finding the answer to it, feeling that she would enter a deep hole if she forced herself to do so.
Propelled by the great amounts of energy that was infused in the attacks, the three attacks sent out by the trio towards the white lightning drops had arrived at their respective areas, wreaking havoc to a great number of the white lightning drops as the two collided.
Bang!
The first one to collide with the white lightning drops was Herellia's [True Submission] skill in the form of a large golden X. Thanks to the increase in combat power brought about by Argentum's enhanced buffs, the power inherent in the large golden X was enough for a large number of white lightning drops to be dispelled, though after being dispelled, no white strands were formed. At first, Herellia could not help but radiate an aura of confusion after seeing this common phenomenon not appear on the white lightning drops, but after she remembered that this trial was a trial that allowed her to obtain an enhanced final evolution, she finally understood why this was happening.
Nevertheless, she still could not help but ask herself, "If this trial did not form any strands that boosted my power, then why did that other trial form strands?"
The other trial that Herellia was talking about was none other than the bonus trial she underwent after she was finished with the second trial. The reward of that bonus trial was the same as the current trial the trio were undertaking, giving her an enhancement to her evolution. But even though the reward was the same, only the earlier bonus trial gave her strands that increased her power. Just as she was about to mull over the question even more, she hastily realized that there was no point in finding the answer to it, feeling that she would enter a deep hole if she forced herself to do so.
Propelled by the great amounts of energy that was infused in the attacks, the three attacks sent out by the trio towards the white lightning drops had arrived at their respective areas, wreaking havoc to a great number of the white lightning drops as the two collided.
Bang!
The first one to collide with the white lightning drops was Herellia's [True Submission] skill in the form of a large golden X. Thanks to the increase in combat power brought about by Argentum's enhanced buffs, the power inherent in the large golden X was enough for a large number of white lightning drops to be dispelled, though after being dispelled, no white strands were formed. At first, Herellia could not help but radiate an aura of confusion after seeing this common phenomenon not appear on the white lightning drops, but after she remembered that this trial was a trial that allowed her to obtain an enhanced final evolution, she finally understood why this was happening.
Nevertheless, she still could not help but ask herself, "If this trial did not form any strands that boosted my power, then why did that other trial form strands?"
The other trial that Herellia was talking about was none other than the bonus trial she underwent after she was finished with the second trial. The reward of that bonus trial was the same as the current trial the trio were undertaking, giving her an enhancement to her evolution. But even though the reward was the same, only the earlier bonus trial gave her strands that increased her power. Just as she was about to mull over the question even more, she hastily realized that there was no point in finding the answer to it, feeling that she would enter a deep hole if she forced herself to do so.
Propelled by the great amounts of energy that was infused in the attacks, the three attacks sent out by the trio towards the white lightning drops had arrived at their respective areas, wreaking havoc to a great number of the white lightning drops as the two collided.
Bang!
The first one to collide with the white lightning drops was Herellia's [True Submission] skill in the form of a large golden X. Thanks to the increase in combat power brought about by Argentum's enhanced buffs, the power inherent in the large golden X was enough for a large number of white lightning drops to be dispelled, though after being dispelled, no white strands were formed. At first, Herellia could not help but radiate an aura of confusion after seeing this common phenomenon not appear on the white lightning drops, but after she remembered that this trial was a trial that allowed her to obtain an enhanced final evolution, she finally understood why this was happening.
Nevertheless, she still could not help but ask herself, "If this trial did not form any strands that boosted my power, then why did that other trial form strands?"
The other trial that Herellia was talking about was none other than the bonus trial she underwent after she was finished with the second trial. The reward of that bonus trial was the same as the current trial the trio were undertaking, giving her an enhancement to her evolution. But even though the reward was the same, only the earlier bonus trial gave her strands that increased her power. Just as she was about to mull over the question even more, she hastily realized that there was no point in finding the answer to it, feeling that she would enter a deep hole if she forced herself to do so.
Propelled by the great amounts of energy that was infused in the attacks, the three attacks sent out by the trio towards the white lightning drops had arrived at their respective areas, wreaking havoc to a great number of the white lightning drops as the two collided.
Bang!
The first one to collide with the white lightning drops was Herellia's [True Submission] skill in the form of a large golden X. Thanks to the increase in combat power brought about by Argentum's enhanced buffs, the power inherent in the large golden X was enough for a large number of white lightning drops to be dispelled, though after being dispelled, no white strands were formed. At first, Herellia could not help but radiate an aura of confusion after seeing this common phenomenon not appear on the white lightning drops, but after she remembered that this trial was a trial that allowed her to obtain an enhanced final evolution, she finally understood why this was happening.


Under a twist of fate, Aurus was struck by a bolt of lightning, making him realize that he would never have the chance to play the game he poured most of his time and effort into ever again.

Fortunately, a goddess took pity on his miserable fate and gave him two choices: the first one was to reincarnate through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the second one…was to reincarnate as a stick. Hearing the second choice, Aurus could not help but remember...that this was exactly the starting character of the game he used to play!

Without hesitation, Aurus chose the latter, bringing a smile to the goddess’ face…which seemed to contain secrets and desires hidden to the naked eye.

And so, Aurus was reborn into a world that he was familiar with, albeit this time—he was now living a life as a stick! 

Though that may be the case, witness the adventures of Aurus as he turns the expectations of everyone around him upside down as he gradually returns to his previous heights… and perhaps, far beyond it!

Witness the birth of a supreme being...from its roots!

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It looks like we have to go for the hard way. Thought Ye Chong, as succumbed to his last resort, gesturing Shang to give a few taps on the panel. Tick! And every part of the Coxcomb’s weaponry came forth. Countless laser firing devices rotated into position, while the electromagnetic cannons began charging, along with the Beauty’s Secretion which Shang believed to be a very drastic measure in his hand. 

They were unsure if these weapons were able to change anything, but doing nothing would surely be an imprisonment to death for everyone!

No time to give a damn anymore! 

ZZzzzzzt! 
All laser firing units blasted with the bombardment of electromagnetism. The hologram sparked in plain white, even Ye Chong and his folks were stunned by the scene. They saw neither lasers nor electromagnetic waves, they only perceived the brightest blast. Will the unstable crossing of two energy tear the corner of galaxy?! Will an explosion occur?!

…

The expected explosion did not occur, which was a major relief to everyone. They found their attempt to be rather risky, considering how these strange misty structures in crimson was flammable by nature. They might burn a way out, but they could cause an explosion too. Assuming an explosion truly occurred, never the Coxcomb would be able to survive such a supernova-like explosion.

Their eyes set upon the regained vision on the projection, and they staggered.

The strands… they did not decrease, not at all. Did they just dramatically multiply themselves in this brief time window? Holy Fal… No way! How could that be? Firepower this dense could have smashed the toughest warship or mech, these strands should have been powdered into specks! 

But judging by what was being projected on the visual, the odd strands remained unharmed. Wait, did that mean… these strands are actually immune to energy-based beams? Speculated Ye Chong in his mind immediately.

Zzt! Zzt! Zzt! 

The laser firing devices did not rest as they carried on raiding the space with a shower of beams. Now without the interference of electromagnetic waves, Ye Chong could see it, the scenery that stirred his disbeliefs - the laser beams rained upon the strands, like actual rain landing on a red pool, where ripples were seen, nothing else happened.

Ye Chong flinched, as his speculation had been verified.

His eyes glared upon the visual, with one last hope mustered in him, the Beauty’s Secretion, a creation of Ye Chong validated by the few wars he had gotten into. The corrosiveness was great that the secretion could fully corrode the outer layer of a mech very quick after contact, leading to the death of the pilot inside due to the leak of oxygen.

Come on!

His eyes enlarged, staring at that one Beauty’s Secretion hovering towards the targets. It moved rather sluggishly because of the delay effect caused by the strands. And contact had been made! The accuracy of the Beauty’s Secretion could hardly be guaranteed in an environment like this, but well, there were tons of targets where it could land, so there was not much of need to aim actually.

Beauty’s Secretion splattered, Shang’s Liquid splashed upon the strand. The corrosiveness was not disappointing, as it began causing few columns of emerald smokes upon the strand with the size of an arm. The strand broke into half! 

Ye Chong wanted to raise the corners of his lips, nevertheless, the corners collapsed to a whole new threshold. 

The strands multiplied themselves again within that split second. Beauty’s Secretion could be that potent to destroy them, but it would be too far-fetched to use it to clear a way out for the Coxcomb. The corrosion was unable to catch up with the multiplication of the red strands. It would feel like a drop of herbicide to the lawn even if he launched all secretions he possessed.

What are these strands? Everyone stumbled upon the visual. Zhu Ling was calm, kind of. Qiu Man was already much paler than she usually was, with the hands pressed on her chests.

"Mu, any idea what this is?" asked Ye Chong quickly.
"Substance unknown. Composition unknown," stated Mu, with the calmness of eternity even before the death.
Ye Chong instantly deployed Han Jia and took a quick leap into the cabin. "Mu, get the gate open, I’ll go get some sample."

"Take care."
Before that syllable of concern fell, Han Jia had already zoomed its way to the gate at highest momentum, with a plan in mind.

Sample the red strands, find out the exact composition of these strands, investigate its chemical and physical characteristics and take the necessary action against them, or else we would die here! The Coxcomb had been completely tied to the red sea. Fully immobilized, no chance for him to even consider a back-out.

The rapports between Ye Chong and Mu were great, as the timing of the gate opening was just as right.

Ye Chong flew out of the Coxcomb. That was when he finally had a better look on the red sea, realizing to his horror, of how dense these structures were, as the Coxcomb had been utterly enveloped into something like a red cocoon, a quivering ball of yarn.

Something was strange. Ye Chong discovered as he flew on. Apparently Han Jia was unaffected by the delay effects of the red strands, despite flying boldly through the densest layer. Judging by what happened to the Coxcomb, the red mist should have a noticeably negative effect on warships, or generally any flying object. But… he felt nothing on Han Jia?

He gave a tap and Han Jia accelerated towards the nearest strand at the side, which happened to have a diameter over a meter while wriggling rhythmically. It felt very tender, with partial transparency, a bit rubbery? Han Jia grabbed the strand and withdrew a dagger with the other hand.

SSssslurp.

?

The red strand was extremely slippery, with a kind of pulling force within. Ye Chong realized as he saw the strand escape the grip of Han Jia. He hurriedly seized the red strand back into his hand.

A slash with his dagger and a lining of the mist was cleared, which recovered shortly after.

And that was the very first debut of this new dagger, cutting red weed. At least it was not disappointing as the red strand was sliced easily. One more slash and Ye Chong had sampled a strand about 2 meters long. This should be enough.

He was going to turn back but…something big was coming to his way.

A giant red pillar of a diameter over 70 kilometers swept over the rhythm of the red mist, as if a gentle breeze of a bloody spring, as towards it swung the Coxcomb which looked like a red yarn ball on Christmas, like the granny’s cane on a cleaning day.

Thup.

Ye Chong was in the middle of its way. His vision blacked out as he felt a heavy force dragging his entire body tumbling, the sudden wham caused him to lose control over Han Jia completely. The mech began sinking in the waves of strands, a muffling cry whispered throughout the darkened cabin, "Y…Ye…" 

After Ye Chong got back with the time, he realized he had lost the Coxcomb as his sight was flooded with these bizarrely-aggressive strands. He could feel the waves, bouncing him mischiefs as he tried pulling himself away, it almost felt like his limbs were bound by a bunch of wriggling springs.

Oh no. Ye Chong panicked.

Transmission would be nearly impossible to reach Mu as long as he was inside the depth of the sea. The red mist was sticky like a viscous layer of glue, visibility zero, and now with the kind assistance of these red strands, Ye Chong could barely tell his location.

Ye Chong calmed down shortly after, knowing that panic and fear would do him no good at the moment. Rather it would only worsen his situation, now he would need to find out where Mu and the Coxcomb were, since obviously the survivability of being in such environment alone would be subzero. 

The red mist brewed and Ye Chong nearly was unable to find where his dagger located his body.

He rebooted Han Jia and piloted it towards the direction of the Coxcomb… by estimation and impression of course… although he remained confused, wondering what had hit him just now. The force could be said as colossal, which was not something a human like him could fight against. If there was not these strands to buffer the inertia, he could not imagine, without the friction of any form like the air, how far he would have been sent.

It’s here. It’s here?
No it should be… there?

No… I could not find it. I still could not find it. Han Jia was squirming through the waving gaps. Ye Chong had searched most parts of the area but he could not find the Coxcomb at all. The communicator had been dead silence ever since.

Goddammit! This bloody red mist! If it was not the mist, he could have contacted Mu despite the pulling of these strands. Even if he could not, Mu could at least get his coordination! 

He carried on searching on a larger scope. Nope, no sight of the Coxcomb… This was getting nowhere. Ye Chong was forced to surrender. Practically, he should have given up way back, as he was in a foreign zone with nearly zero visibility and a waving structure. If he were to attempt marking the strands to identify his direction, it would be like marking the waves of seaweeds as one swam in the sea. It would be pointless.

Mu… Shang… 

Ye Chong gave a wry smile. Mu Shang had always been by his side, through thick and thin, sharing joy and grief, then a sudden blow and he was stuck in this strange zone without them. Ye Chong was lost, feeling his heart empty.

Well… I have to at least survive. Bucked up Ye Chong.

Fortunately I retained that habit of bringing supplementary batteries and nutrition capsules with me all the time, or I would be living with non-existent possibility to leave this red sea. I would not want to be starved to dead, at a horrible place like this.

He then picked a direction to travel randomly. He flew straight, he would not bother anymore as all direction would hold the same odds for him.

Han Jia was not hindered by the red sea unexpectedly, there was no delay at all, as if its usual flights in the vacuum. Ye Chong thought it was him overthinking at first, but the reality was there, which was confusing as Mu had once reported that the thickening of red sea had obstructed the movement of the Coxcomb. The overlooked statement kept ringing in his head.

That was not all.

The strands were acting strangely towards Han Jia. They were rather… slippery, so slippery that they felt like completely lubricated as they slipped over Han Jia’s body as it moved. No strand had caught Han Jia, not even one. 

But Ye Chong could still remember that horrendous scene of seeing how the Coxcomb was melting in the red sea by the grasp of strands like a piece of potassium into the water, as the red strands grew over the body of the Coxcomb at a horrifying speed. The Coxcomb started turning into a yarn ball since then.

Weird! Why would the strands not catch him? 

Was it because of the material of Han Jia? Speculated Ye Chong promptly but he was not in any mood for researches, he just wanted to leave this mental-scarring place as soon as possible.

When one were to travel in the boundless space, the helpless loneliness could overwhelm one to one’s homicidal thoughts, as one could not help but to wonder on what would be lying ahead, which in the decade one would meet an actual person, to where exactly one would be heading, for how long one would have to travel. It would feel like days… weeks, months… or…

…

Nevertheless, Ye Chong flew on, with Han Jia remained at maximum velocity, as the universal law rang in his head - if you were to fight for the opportunity, you might not get the opportunity; but if you were never to fight for opportunity, you would never get the opportunity. 

Although he must admit… traveling in a lubricated area of strands felt rather intriguing, assuming he was not in such endangered situation.

His eyes set upon the waves of red strands. They seemed to be growing again, even though they were not growing as horribly quick as the time he saw back in the Coxcomb, he could discern the growth, they were growing broader. Ye Chong hypothesized that both the red strands and the red sea should share the same matter, it could be a kind of solidification, de-solidification, condensation, vaporizing process like water but … Ye Chong was not really sure on what condition the process would be triggered.

Most of the strands in the red sea were floating with an outrageous diameter, where some hit about a few tens kilometers. That was annoying because Ye Chong could hardly see a thing in the front, at caution he only got to reduce his velocity gradually.

He felt inspired out of sudden as he discovered a way to preserve energy. Han Jia would act like an agile mutated ape, traveling in the woods of reddish vines around, but with way more alien elasticity. Han Jia grabbed the vines and swung to the following, this was a faster approach, more energy-saving too! 

He had to save on energy since he could not reckon how far ahead he got to travel before he hit an opening, even though the travel with lower energy cost was sustained on the basis of a larger demand on his piloting.

At least he was a master pilot of some sort. The first two days were a little chaotic though as rushing through the vines would give him constant tension, which would wear him out quickly. Ye Chong was lucky to have a stronger physique than most men so the chaos only lasted for two days before Ye Chong finally adapted himself to the high tension execution.

Of course one could say that a man would have his most potential excavated at the drastic edge of death.

The red sea had lots of strands, much more than the area surrounding the Coxcomb, but the density was much smaller. No doubt, Ye Chong could confirm that something about the Coxcomb must have triggered the red mist there, which led to the aggressiveness. Well, he had yet reached the conclusion on what triggered it.

Twelve hundred and two hundred and seventy three. Counted Ye Chong.

His hands swung along with Han Jia upon the control panel, smoothly like a real mutated ape seesawing throughout the woods.

The travel seemed to be endless, and Ye Chong felt he was collapsing at any second but somehow his expression was depicting a hint of excitement.

And Ye Chong started to see the red mist fading out, the strands were retreating on his way.

Right! That means… I am right! I am going out! 


**Legend of the Supreme Soldier ( Legend of the Mastermind) is the first novel that was created by Fang Xiang**

Ye Chong was a denizen of Trash Planet-12. On one fateful day, he discovered a treasure that would forever alter his destiny from a pile of junk - Mu Shang, an unknown machine with artificial intelligence and a lost memory. Together, they venture into the vast galaxy as the isolated "caveman" that was Ye Chong began absorbing all sorts of knowledge and meeting people from all walks of life. He gradually discovers more and more about his own mysterious past as well as his partner’s. Read to find out more!

The two blood serpents crashed into the shaman with a loud bang, using all of their momentum and force to knock the shaman off balance. One of the serpents went for the shaman's legs, using its tail to make the shaman fall flat on his back. The serpent completely wrapped around his legs and started constricting. The strange thing was that instead of crushing the armor like the serpent was supposed to, it started absorbing the black strands into its body, dissolving his armor at a visible pace. The other serpent used the chance created by the first serpent to wrap around his body and arms, both absorbing the armor and draining black strands from the shaman's body using the few holes created by the viscous substance. When it had completely wrapped around the shaman, it used its fangs to bite into the shoulder of the shaman, excitedly gulping down both blood and black strands.

The shaman was screaming in pain, grasping at the ashen staff that lied on the ground next to him. When he realised he wouldn't able to get do that, he bore through the pain and started chanting something to himself. The staff that was lying on the ground unravelled itself into numerous black strands, which started ominously floating around him. Using his eyes and his mind to command the black strands, the shaman looked directly down upon the blood serpent wrapped around his body. Clenching his teeth, he looked up at the strands, and all of the sudden, the strands started to vibrate. A few moments later, a few of the strands united themselves into a single long, black strand and the strand started falling down from the sky, directly towards his arms and the blood serpent. 

The black strand which closely resembled a spear started gaining speed and even though Orou wanted the blood serpent to unravel itself before it could get pierced, it was the shaman that was holding the serpent in place. The spear fell onto the blood serpent, piercing it directly in the middle and immediately dispersing it. After that, the shaman's arms were next, the black spear pierced through the armor and his flesh and bones without any resistance, burying itself deep within the ground. He screamed and yelled in pain, but very soon, the hole that was left by the spear was mended by the black strands that made up his armor. Holding out his shaking hand, the black spear flew directly his hand and, aiming at the blood serpent that held his legs, he pierced downwards. 

Orou knew that the fate of the blood serpent was sealed when the shaman struck downwards, so he stopped concentrating on the serpents and started charging forwards. He passed Grizz, who had retreated and pulled out several throwing knives, getting ready to aim at the shaman and arrived directly next to the shaman. He had stood up and he was angrily glaring at Orou, but his emotions didn't stop him from raising his spear and stabbing out at Orou. Deciding to trade blow for blow, Orou didn't bother to try and dodge the spear and instead, used his tail to sweep out at the shaman. Following his tail were several knives, coated in all sorts of colorful venoms, aiming for the weak spot in his armor. 

The shaman twisted his body to avoid the knives, though he couldn't avoid all of them. One of them dug into his shoulder and the venom began its work. The spear that was aimed at Orou completely pierced through his scales and flesh, lodging itself deep within his body. Inside his body, he felt the spear begin to slowly dissolve, releasing several wild black strands into his body. In response to getting impaled by a spear, Orou's tail accurately made contact with the shaman's right side. Although the shaman still had his armor, it wouldn't protect him from the sheer strength of Orou's tail. The right side of the armor cracked into several pieces and the shaman went soaring through the air, flying several meters before crashing into a building. The shaman's flight didn't end there as he completely demolished the stone wall of the house, crashing into what Orou assumed was the furniture and the other wall.

As Grizz sprinted towards the shaman, eager to finish him off, Orou wanted to do the same, but he was stopped by the spear inside of him. He couldn't stop the spear from dissolving into the black strands, but he did the only thing he knew that could cure him. Creating the formation of a curved line with several triangles and the formation of an eye with three dots on top of it, he created a shimmering spirit and used it to empower his healing, healing his entire body. This time, he didn't experience the pain that came with the healing and the stab wounds were completely gone, but unfortunately, it did little to help the situation inside of him. Several beams of light dispersed some of the black strands inside of his body, but there were too many to count. His body was ravaged with pain as he started bleeding from several spots inside of his body and the only thing left to do was to rely on his blood core. 

The blood waves were constantly destroying the black strands and alleviated the pain from inside of his body, but it was a slow process. After more than a minute of struggling with the wild strands, he felt the strand so something unusual. They gathered together in a ball and started violently shaking inside of his body. A few seconds later, the ball exploded inside of his body, sending wild strands in every direction, piercing through his entire body. Orou hissed in pain as he started bleeding from more than twenty spots on his body. The strands, just like arrows flying in the air started flying back towards the shaman and Orou desperately wanted to slither over towards the building, to protect Grizz from the evil sorcery of the shaman, but he was too injured to do so.

His body was doing best to get him back to his original shape, the blood waves were rapidly healing his injuries and Orou himself was starting to cast simple healing spells on himself. He knew that he was in too much pain to create both the formation and the shimmering spirit, so he decided to use the basic version of the healing spell. It exchanged long-term pain for a single burst of pain, and Orou was happy to make that trade any day of the week. He heard several strange noises from the building to the left of him where the shaman had landed and, lifting his haggard body, he started slithering towards Grizz, letting the blood waves heal the rest of his injuries.

It took Orou longer than he hoped to arrive but what he saw surprised him. Holding the same black spear in his hands as before, the shaman was duelling with Grizz. The shaman's skin looked much paler than before and his hands and legs were shaking, but despite that, he was landing blow after blow on Grizz. In return, Grizz's venomous short swords kept slashing at his bare skin, delivering more and more venom into the shaman's body. Orou was surprised at how Grizz was still going, he had several holes where the black spear had pierced him and he was profusely bleeding, but despite that, he kept on fighting and fighting. 

Both of them were getting weaker and the shaman decided to change his strategy. Using the blunt end of his spear, he pushed Grizz off of his feet and to the side and started backing off. He retreated, exiting the building and turning the corner, he disappeared from both of their sights. The two of them started chasing, but their conditions weren't optimal. As they exited the building, the two of them saw that the shaman was far away, once more chanting something strange in an unknown language. Using all of the speed he could muster, Orou dashed forwards while Grizz hid behind another building, slowly and stealthily heading towards the shaman. 

As Orou started dashing, he knew that he wouldn't make it in time. The few remaining strands of armor he had and the spear in his hands dissipated into several black strands, the earth around him became pitch black and the stone turned to ash as the black strands started rising in the air, directly towards the clouds above them. The originally white clouds started to turn grey and before long, they were completely black, shrouding the entire city in darkness. With a smirk on his face, the shaman looked at Orou and brought down his hand, bringing down black lightning as well.

Tens of thousands of creatures have died in order to refine a single drop of a Noble Beast, a beast long since extinct harboring unimaginable power. A crazed scientist has made it his life's ambition to bring them back and unleash unimaginable horrors upon the world. A single snake with the blood of ancients flowing through his body must make his way through a treacherous world trying its best to kill him. Will he be stopped before he can mature, or will he persist through and take revenge on everything, that has once hurt him?

Chapter 93 – The Race of Cultivation Base
Isolation Training Space
Xu Miao didn't summon anyone to dual-cultivate today since he sensed the urgency of increasing his cultivation base as soon as possible.
Another big battle could happen soon, and he might have to be at the center of the conflicts.
Thus, Xu Miao decided to breakthrough tonight. Per the system's recommendation and the references from Xie Tian's various cultivation technique manuals, he chose to advance his cultivation base by merging more Qi strands into his bone marrow, just like how he broke through to the Bone Refinement Realm. 
Xu Miao could sense the previous murky flow within his bloodstream. As if he had cholesterol issues, his blood kept getting clogged when Xu Miao was manipulating Qi strands into his bones.
10 hours later, 10,000 Qi strands became one with Xu Miao's bone marrow, but they were not enough.
'System, what's going on here?'
Confused, Xu Miao decided to rely on the untrustworthy system.
<<Breaking through to the next level requires merging at least 20,000 strands of Yin and Yang Qi into your bone marrow. You haven't injected enough Qi strands.>>
'I thought I only need 10,000 strands for both Qi types?'
<<Level 2 requires 20,000 strands. Level 3 requires 30,000 strands. Level 4, 40,000 strands, and so on.>>
'Wait, won't level 10 requires 100,000 strands!?'
<<Yes.>>
Sometimes, Xu Miao regretted relying on the system for advice.
Xu Miao had read Xie Tian's cultivation manuals, and the Dragon Bone Forging, which was a cultivation technique. It only required 10,000 dragon yang Qi to reach the 10th level. Unfortunately, the technique also required a dragon bloodline to cultivate since Xu Miao couldn't produce dragon Qi.
Ordinary cultivation techniques also required fewer Qi strands to breakthrough. A low-grade technique used only 100 to 1,000 strands per level. A medium-grade technique needed 1,000 strands to 2,000 strands, and a high-grade one never required more than 5,000 per level.
Yet, this system recommended 20,000 strands for level 2, and Xu Miao had to use more for a higher level. He doubted if this technique was worth the investment.
'Fine. I'll add 10,000 more strands!'
<<Also, you cannot break through if you have impure Qi and blood in your bloodstream. Please purify them.>>
It explained a lot.
Since using the Body Cleansing technique required a long time to process, Xu Miao utilized the Qi Detonating technique instead. He stopped merging his Qi into his bones, so he could detonate a few strands to cleanse his blood vessels.
Regardless of how Vampiric Touch had corroded his blood, Xu Miao could just commit suicide and get rid of the bad blood.
…
10 hours later
<<Ding>>
<<Congratulations, you have reached level 2 of Bone Refinement Realm.>>
At long last, Xu Miao took one step further, which surpassed Xie Tian's current cultivation base by one level. After he cleansed his meridians and bloodstream, the advancement became easier.
But before Xu Miao could celebrate, the system gave him a brutal restriction.
<<Your current cultivation base is unstable. Your next breakthrough has been temporarily locked.>>
<<Please defeat 1,000 clones in 200% difficulty mode. The clones have to be level 2 of the Bone Refinement Realm.>>
In other words, the system temporarily nerfed Xu Miao's cultivation speed until he could defeat 2nd-stage level 2 clones by himself, and he needed to defeat 1,000 of them.
"Oh, come on, system! Can't you let me power-leveling!?"
<<Unstable foundation leads to corruption and vulnerabilities. Please get used to your new strength and power before you advance to the next stages.>>
<<Moreover, you can practice various techniques while you're fighting against the clones. Please do not neglect skill training.>>
Xu Miao wanted to continue bickering and bargaining, so he could power-level to the level 10 within tonight. However, the system forced him to take it slow like protagonists in various novels.
In novels, most protagonists emphasized on a firm foundation over a high cultivation base. They always beat stronger cultivators with their absolute strength, which came from their solid foundation and experience.
And now, the system encouraged him to do the same.
At this point, Xu Miao had four goals that he had to achieve as soon as possible, but he was short on time. He had to balance between, increasing essence by dual-cultivating, completing tutorial quest number 9, mastering miscellaneous techniques, and increasing his cultivation base.
'Argh! 80 hours a night isn't enough! Should I rush one of them or should I balance them?'
Xu Miao had a dilemma. If he focused on one thing, he wouldn't have enough time to do other things. As such, he had the urge of sleeping all day and staying in this dimension as long as he could.
…
After Yao Lan warned Xu Miao about the potential crisis, the latter became a cultivation madman.
On daytime, he dual-cultivated with either Jiang Lan or Kang Yan. At night, he sparred with monstrous clones to get the 1,000 wins done while he gained experience in skill usage and combat. Averagely, he fought 500 to 600 opponents a night. The rest of the remaining time was spent practicing Dual-Flame, Vampiric Touch, and Goose Tongue techniques.
It took Xu Miao 3 nights to complete the 1,000 wins challenge since he lost many times during the sparring matches. 
After getting through the hurdle while he was in the Isolation Space, he stopped fighting against clones and advanced to level 3 right away.
But after spending 30 hours merging Yin Qi and Yang Qi to reach level 3, the system imposed another nerf.
<<Your current cultivation base is unstable. Your next breakthrough has been temporarily locked.>>
<<Please defeat 1,000 clones in 200% difficulty mode. The clones have to be level 3 of the Bone Refinement Realm.>>
Xu Miao could see the pattern. From now on, his cultivation lifestyle would revolve around practicing skills, dual-cultivating, sparring, and advancing to the next rank whenever he could.
The transmigrator hadn't forgotten his primary objective. Every day, he prayed that Xu Xiuying or anyone could kill Xie Tian or cripple him, so these stupid tutorial quests could end. Unfortunately, his prayers were in vain.
The peaceful days lasted only a week before someone interrupted his slow life.
Qi Hong returned. She barged into Xu Miao's room to relay Xu Xiuying's order.
"Young master Xu, your mother and Wei Huang have settled the wedding date. You will marry Wei Yuan next week… Err, WTF!?"
Qi Hong paused as she was stunned by the scene in front of her. Currently, Xu Miao was having a 3P with Jiang Lan and Kang Yan. One of them was sitting on his face while the other was riding him. 
This kind of play was uncommon among the dual-cultivators in the brothel. Most of the time, it was common sex or many-men-VS-one-girl scenario. This was the first time that Qi Hong witnessed an FFM threesome scene.
"Can you stop for a moment, so you can pay attention?"
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.
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= Meanwhile, 20th Floor =
Xu Miao wasn't the only one working hard.
Xie Tian had regained his senses five days ago. He managed to purify Xu Xiuying's drug effect from his meridian and circulation system. Using the opportunity when Xu Xiuying was away, Xie Tian meditated and absorb Qi strands from the surroundings to recover his energy.
The Qi in the air was lackluster, compared to the 15th floor, where spirit cores, refined Yin stones, and other spirit stones concentrated. Each day, Xie Tian could only regain 1,000 strands of dragon yang Qi, but he couldn't condense any essence.
While Xie Tian was recuperating, Xiong Zhenzhen, whom Xu Xiuying ordered not to literally eat Xie Tian, also kept observing him. She eyed him as if she was a trained dog, who was waiting for her master's permission to eat the food in front of her. Xiong Zhenzhen drooled as she stared at the young man 24/7.
For a week, Xie Tian managed to endure the stare. But today, his patient ran out.
Xie Tian stopped cultivating and gazed at Xiong Zhenzhen in annoyance, "What are you looking at?"
"… Food."
"Excuse me?"
"You, food."
"…"
Xie Tian shook his head. Something was wrong with this girl, so he decided to ignore her.
Until she muttered some interesting words…
"You, I, breed, how?"
"What!?"
"Order, you, me, babies."
"I don't understand. What?"
"Pussy, eat, you, how to?"
"…"
Xie Tian had difficulties communicating with this mysterious girl. Although her intention related to sex, the protagonist didn't care. After all, his heart had just been broken, and he didn't feel like having a relationship with anyone soon.
In the end, Xie Tian ignored Xiong Zhenzhen and closed his eyes, continue meditating.
Frustrated by Xie Tian's attitude, Xiong Zhenzhen decided to violate her master's order. She kicked his chest and pressed him on the ground. Then, she sunk her sharp fangs into his neck.
"FOOD!"
"YOU!!"
Xie Tian was helpless against Xiong Zhenzhen's raw physical strength. She pressed him on the floor while she drank his blood and his Qi strands in his bloodstream.
The protagonist regretted everything. He wanted to ask Jiang Lan why she betrayed him. He also wanted to confront Xu Miao again and gave him a good beating to the face.
'I guess this is the end of the road.'
Xie Tian prepared to die. He gathered all Qi strands into his right fist, planning to strike Xiong Zhenzhen and create a Qi detonation, which would kill himself along with the girl.
Before Xie Tian could finish the circulation process, Xiong Zhenzhen froze. She stopped drinking his blood and held her neck as if she had drunk deadly poison.
"YOU, BAD FOOD!"
Xiong Zhenzhen coughed as she struggled to stand.
*COUGH* *COUGH*
The girl's crimson eyes flickered. Her pupils changed from red to yellow, then from yellow to black, and then from black to red again. Xiong Zhenzhen's Qi and Essence underwent a transformation while black smoke emitted from her facial orifices.
*POEK*
Struggling for a minute, Xiong Zhenzhen fainted.
"…"
Xie Tian squinted his eyes, confused about what had happened. He pushed Xiong Zhenzhen's beautiful body away, so he could sit up.
'What's wrong with her?'
Curious, Xie Tian examined Xiong Zhenzhen's condition by touching her wrist, sending a few dragon yang Qi into her meridian and dantian.
Then, Xie Tian found the anomaly.
"T-This!"
Xie Tian body's moved by itself. He helped Xiong Zhenzhen sit and strip her upper clothes. Then, he pressed his palms against her back, injecting his remaining dragon Qi into her meridian.
"PFFT!"
The girl vomited black blood as soon as Xie Tian's Qi entered her circulation system. Dark fluid exited her pores as if she sweated black sticky liquid.
This was Xie Tian's doing. He was purifying evil Qi within Xiong Zhenzhen's meridian and bloodstream. At the same time, dark Qi entered Xie Tian's circulation system, becoming food for dragon yang Qi.
Xiong Zhenzhen's complexion got better. Her face and skin slowly regained the proper color of a human.
After an hour, Xie Tian retracted his Qi strands and stole half of Xiong Zhenzhen's demonic Qi and Essence.
The girl fainted on top of the fluid of impurity. Xie Tian also collapsed from extreme exhaustion and the backlashes of consuming demonic Qi and Essence. 
Yet, Xie Tian revealed a wide smile on his face. He could feel that his strength was returning, but he couldn't breakthrough unless his dantian was recovered.
However, from the looks of it, he could repair it within a month. Afterward, it might only take a few weeks to get back to level 10.
Also, he planned on using this bonker girl as a source of his cultivation resource. The previous "Energy Drain Technique" that Xie Tian had figured how to use from his own enlightenment was useful, and he planned to continue using it.
'You evil girl! I'll use your Qi to repair my dantian!'


If you can reincarnate or transmigrate into a cultivation novel world and you have a choice, would you be a protagonist, an antagonist, a side character, or a mob character?

And what would you do if you are aware that you're a character in a cultivation novel?

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Mao Miaomiao, a 60-year-old retired professional MMA fighter got transmigrated into a mysterious cultivation world with modern technologies. He found himself in his youthful body, and he got a system as a bonus.

Cliche, right?

[Ding!]
[You have received new quests]
[Kill a native protagonist.]
[Kill a reincarnated protagonist.]
[Kill a transmigrated protagonist.]
[Kill a regressed protagonist.]
[Kill a time-traveled protagonist.]
[Kill a resurrected protagonist.]

From a mob character to a villain mob, from a villain mob to a villain boss, from a villain boss to a secret character, the system forced Mao Miaomiao to evolve ... and hunt every protagonist in this world.

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Chapter Length: 
CH1 - 150 = 1500 to 2199 words
CH151+ = 1800 to 2599 words
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Release Schedule: One Per Day (Currently behind the schedule by 2 chapters + numerous bonus chapters... I'm working on it...)
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