Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

After resting for more than ten days, Qi Yunzi, who had been soaking in the spiritual spring pool, had grown to the size of six or seven years old.

Qin Baobao brought over a stack of cultivation manuals and let Qi Yunzi learn them by himself.

Don't be so casual about being a hands-off manager. Even the little system next to you couldn't stand it anymore.

"Host, he's still a child. He only learned to speak two days ago, and I had to teach him to speak." The little system harbored deep resentment. Was the host doing the task, or was it doing the task?

Qi Yunzi nodded frantically beside him: "How old am I? You're making me study? I don't even know how to read, okay?"

"Yes, you can teach him now too." The speaker was casual and irresponsible.

"I've done everything, what are you doing?" The little system widened its eyes in surprise and looked at Qin Baobao angrily.

"Of course I'm studying cultivation techniques to improve my strength. Are you going to protect him after we get out? Or are you planning to stay here forever and never go out?"

The small system was utterly devastated by Qin Baobao's cold knife. It shut its mouth and remained silent.

"From today onwards, I will go into seclusion to sense spiritual energy. You are now a mature system, and the guidance of the chosen one is now in your hands. Remember, the life and death of this world are in your hands, and the responsibility on your shoulders is enormous. Good luck, I have high hopes for you."

Qin Baobao simply and bluntly fooled the little system with a few words, then went into the bedroom and began her seclusion.

Because the bedroom has its own protective array, Qin Baobao is not worried at all about being disturbed.

Following the hints from cultivation novels and the cultivation books she had read over the years, Qin Baobao began to try to sense the spiritual energy in the air.

The gods on this continent are subject to certain restrictions, preventing them from manifesting in their true forms. To break free from the gods' control, one must bypass the Spirit Awakening stage and create a unique cultivation system of their own.

If this happened to an ordinary person, it would be another version of "The Foolish Old Man Who Moved Mountains." The father dies, the son dies, the son dies, the grandson dies, and so on, generation after generation, endlessly.

But who is Qin Baobao? She's someone with a lucky charm. What's impossible for others is effortless for someone with a lucky charm—easier than finding their biological parents.

Those destined for greatness in the last world could create time machines to alter time in a high-tech world. So, modifying a cultivation technique in this fantastical world would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?

It was said to be his deceased mother's wish, and he was sure he could exceed expectations in fulfilling the task.

At that time, the gods will quickly disappear from this world and will not disturb people's lives for a while. As for the gods figuring out other ways to descend to the mortal realm again, that is something for future generations to worry about.

Time flies when you're cultivating; a year later...

Not only did Qin Baobao attract spiritual energy into her body, but she also advanced two major realms in one fell swoop. Perhaps due to the benefits of the two lectures, Qin Baobao's cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds without any hindrance.

Before I even understood what was going on, a spirit had already entered my body.

The spiritual energy floating in the air rushed eagerly into Qin Baobao's body. No guidance was needed; it was as eager as a baby searching for its mother.

In the beginning, one could advance a small realm every day simply by closing one's eyes and meditating. One's cultivation level rose like a rocket, soaring higher and higher.

Qin Baobao was afraid that her cultivation level would increase too quickly and her foundation would not be solid. She even took a nap in between to stabilize her mind.

I spent less than two months cultivating; the rest of the time I was just lazing around. I lay there reading novels, watching TV series, and learning bits of knowledge.

Anyway, once your cultivation level is high enough, you won't need to eat anymore, so you can just roam around as you please.

If the smaller systems outside knew about this, they would definitely jump up in anger.

Do people who are as steady as a rock every day need to sleep to stabilize their mind?

I work myself to the bone teaching Qi Yunzi every day, and you're just slacking off and sleeping here. Do you think you've done all that work for me?

Then he pointed at her nose and said: You have no conscience!

Chonghua Secret Realm.

Ye Feng is currently undergoing the final stage – refining his heart.

He forgot everything in the present and returned to the days when he and his sister depended on each other for survival.

His sister died in front of him just as he remembered, and a voice whispered seductively in his ear.

If he were to sacrifice his life, he could turn back time and save his sister.

Duan Jiufeng felt that he could go back to the past on his own. Besides, his life was so precious; he wanted to keep it and be with his sister forever. How could he give it up so easily?

The floodgates of memory opened, and the feeling was so familiar. He ignored the jumbled memories and quickly reached out to grab the little ring that was trying to escape.

This small ring should be the vessel of the Chonghua Secret Realm. Once it recognizes its owner, the entire secret realm will be his.

Ye Feng cut his finger and was about to smear the blood on the ring.

"Stop! You can't do it. You still have three trials to pass before you can perform the blood oath. Given your violation, I'm increasing the trials to ten." The little ring's voice was unusually angry, with a hint of tension mixed in with the anger.

Unexpectedly, it's a conscious space. I just don't know what it's trying to do; its behavior is truly baffling.

"Oh, I'm going to use my blood to pledge allegiance now, what can you do about it?"

"No, you can't do this! The person I'm waiting for isn't you!" So that's how it is. Did you steal someone else's opportunity?

"Even if you pledge your allegiance with blood, I will not pay any attention to you. I am a spirit with principles."

"I don't care whether you pay attention to me or not, all I need is this secret realm."

"you you……"

The little spirit was too weak to speak, so it simply pretended to be dead without making a sound.

Ye Feng didn't waste any time arguing with it and simply smeared the blood from his finger onto the ring. He needed to go out and be with his sister; he didn't have time to fuss over a little ring.

A bright red light suddenly shone, causing the entire Chonghua Secret Realm to shake. Fortunately, the secret realm trial only lasted three months and was long over; otherwise, it would have definitely attracted everyone's attention and caused a scramble.

Everyone else left five months ago; there's no one outside. If it weren't for the little spirit's deliberate obstruction, Ye Feng would have already come out.

Although he knew no one was outside, Ye Feng still cautiously took out a magical artifact to conceal his aura and put on a mask. He wrapped himself up completely, making sure that not even a single finger of his was exposed.

They opened the entrance to the Chonghua Secret Realm, boarded a flying artifact, and quickly flew out.

After flying for a while, he immediately used a spatial scroll to return to the Holy Flower Gate.

As it turned out, his caution was not unwarranted. Not long after he left, a group of five people caught up with him.

The leader was Qin Feng, the son of the Fifth Elder of the Second Sect. He had always disliked Ye Feng but dared not do it openly, so he could only cause trouble for him in secret.

He also entered the secret realm this time, and after coming out, he inquired around and found that Ye Feng had not yet emerged. He guessed that Ye Feng must have obtained some great treasure in the secret realm, so he informed his father.

His father, Qin Liang, was at the first level of the Transformation Realm. Upon hearing that the person he was going to deal with was Ye Feng, he put aside his own affairs and, with a few of his most promising disciples, guarded the exit.

This wait lasted for five months.

Just as everyone was about to give up, Ye Feng emerged from the Chonghua Secret Realm. Before he could react, a gust of wind blew by, and Ye Feng had vanished without a trace.

Qin Liang, along with several disciples, tracked Ye Feng all the way to the place where he disappeared.

"Father, what should we do? Has he found out?"

"What a little fox, he does things as smoothly and cautiously as his father."

"Are we just going to let him get away like this?"

"Don't worry, Feng'er, there will always be a next time," Qin Liang comforted his son lovingly.

"There won't be a next time. Today is your death day." A sinister voice rang out around them.