After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

"My disciple?"

Inside his brain, Ye Futian's voice, filled with a burning anxiety, no longer maintained its airs.

"At this critical juncture, what kind of show are you going to put on?"

This method is the unique secret of the deity who traverses all the heavens.

"If it were anyone else, even if they knelt until their knees were shattered, I wouldn't bother to lower my eyes even a fraction."

Zhou Ran remained completely still.

Two fingers held the long, black Soul-Suppressing Nail, hovering it half an inch above the Lianquan acupoint on the left shoulder.

This mere half-inch is the chasm between life and death.

"Master, it's not that I don't trust you."

Zhou Ran's facial features were scrunched up, and he looked so distressed, as if his second uncle had just died.

The fingers gripping the nail subtly moved outward by a millimeter.

"only……"

"Just what!"

"Speaking so hesitantly, what kind of manners is this!"

The black mist churned violently within the consciousness space, the shockwaves shooting straight to the top of Zhou Ran's head, causing a headache from the noise.

Zhou Ran wasn't annoyed.

He even had to put on an act of being sincere and open-hearted.

"Master, you may not know this, but just now, your disciple was about to do as you said."

The 'power of will' within me...

Something went wrong.

"The power of will?"

Ye Futian's voice suddenly stopped.

"Exactly."

That night at the mass grave in the western suburbs, that crazy woman Li Zhiyao forced her in.

I didn't want it, but she insisted!

Zhou Ran shook his head helplessly.

"That is the incense offerings of all people, the merit of praying for the souls of the dead."

Master, you are so knowledgeable and experienced, you naturally know that this thing is the lifeblood of Buddhism.

He opened his free hand.

He looked innocent, yet also somewhat frightened.

"These Soul-Suppressing Nails are extremely yin and malevolent demonic objects."

"That vow is a Buddhist method that is extremely powerful and yang."

"If I were to drive the nail in now, the combined force of these two energies would collide at the Lianquan acupoint..."

Zhou Ran made an explosion gesture and exaggeratedly dubbed it.

"Bang!"

"Master, I'm afraid my head will be splattered with red and white blood all over the place, and it won't be able to be put back together."

The consciousness space stagnated.

There was no sound.

This suffocating silence lasted for a full ten seconds.

Followed by.

The roar was like a thunderclap.

"You bastard!"

You are a demonic cultivator!

"That so-called Tathagata Mantra, you'd better forget it!"

The old devil was so angry he jumped three feet high.

"You possess a perfect demonic body, you practice the Yin-Yang Technique, and you are fused with the bones of a Qilin!"

What kind of Buddhist vows are you trying to cultivate?!

"Are you out of your mind, or do you think you've lived too long?!"

"Master, please calm your anger!"

Calm down!

Zhou Ran inwardly praised himself for his cleverness.

She portrayed her terror to the fullest, even raising her voice several octaves.

"The Earth's spiritual energy is depleted; it's the end times."

"It's like eating at a buffet; it doesn't matter if it's meat or vegetables, as long as it fills your stomach."

This is called a uniquely Earth-based "hybrid cultivation" system, emphasizing inclusiveness and accepting all comers.

"You little bastard!"

If Ye Futian could cough up blood, this space of consciousness would probably already be stained crimson.

suffocated.

It's so frustrating.

The key to possession is right in front of me.

Once this fool drives the nail in, he'll gain control of this body.

But this kid actually possesses an incredibly powerful will within him.

If they force their way in, this perfect demonic body might actually explode.

That was the body he had reserved!

He would tremble with heartache even if a piece of skin was peeled off.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Ye Futian gritted his teeth in anger.

"Are you really going to let such a divine object gather dust in your hands?"

Zhou Ran lowered his eyelids.

It concealed the cunning glint deep within his pupils.

The fish has taken the bait.

"Master, in my humble opinion, it would be better to proceed slowly."

"Please teach me a method for refining the power of vows."

"After I've completely cleared away these 'impurities,' I'll perform the 'Nine Netherworld Soul-Stabilizing Technique.'"

talking.

Zhou Ran flipped his wrist.

The deadly Soul-Suppressing Nail slid smoothly into the sleeve and disappeared without a trace.

"As for this treasure, I will nurture it with demonic energy for now."

"Make sure they are always at their peak, ready to be used by Master at any time."

Night fell silent.

This punch felt like hitting a pile of cotton.

The force was completely dissipated, but it also left me covered in fluff.

The kid's words were logically coherent, and his attitude was respectful.

Even though he had lived for countless eons, he couldn't find a way to break the deadlock for a while.

It gave him the feeling that this kid wasn't just a wise fool.

It seems like he's really stupid.

"OK……"

"OK!"

Ye Futian's voice was so somber it seemed to drip water.

"You win."

"I will now transmit to you the 'Sutra of Transforming Wishes'!"

You must cultivate diligently day and night, and within a month, refine it completely!

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing upon me the Dharma!"

Zhou Ran was overjoyed.

He immediately sat cross-legged, looking like a well-behaved child listening to a lecture.

As long as you don't prick yourself with nails.

Don't mention the Vow Sutra.

He was even willing to study the Diamond Sutra.

As for what happens after January?

Oh.

He had already prepared three backup reasons for what would happen a month from now.

Moreover, once he completes the Qilin body...

After refining the dragon energy of the earth veins.

Who is the master and who is the apprentice is really not certain.

……

Two hours later.

Zhou Ran opened her eyes.

A fleeting hint of mockery flashed deep within his purplish-gold pupils.

In order to "purify" his body as soon as possible, the old devil pulled out this set of "The Sutra of Transformation of Wishes," which was indeed a valuable item.

Purify spiritual energy and stabilize the soul.

The demonic energy atop the black lotus platform was even purer.

Its domineering power is on full display.

It's all dry goods, without a trace of moisture.

However, its drawbacks are also obvious.

The golden light on the nine-petaled lotus platform had indeed faded somewhat.

It's okay, as long as you accumulate good deeds, your willpower will still be there.

The prerequisite is to maintain good relations with those who walk between the two realms in the cycle of reincarnation.

Then he won't have to worry about finding a way to appease the wronged souls.

"Getting something for free really does make you happy."

Zhou Ran stood up.

A series of cracking sounds came from all the bones in his body.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the bustling city of Beijing.

The Song family fell.

But the water in the capital was even more murky, making it even harder to see the silt at the bottom.

The feeling of being watched from the shadows has not disappeared.

On the contrary, after he obtained the Soul-Suppressing Nail, he became even more unscrupulous, like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone.

"The path to becoming an emperor is not easy."

Zhou Ran sighed inwardly.

Involuntarily, the image of a woman in white from nothingness surfaced in my mind.

When you open your palm again.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy.

The light was not distorted in the slightest.

But above his palm, something that "did not exist" suddenly appeared.

colorless.

Weightless.

It doesn't even have volume.

Invisible to the naked eye, and nothingness even when scanned by divine sense.

Only the intense sense of spatial collapse that arose the moment one's gaze fell upon it served as a frantic warning to the brain of its existence.

Crystal of the Void Realm.

"Master."

Zhou Ran's voice lowered.

Shedding its previous playfulness and flattery, it now carries the coldness and inquiry of a seeker of truth.

"You are very knowledgeable, but there is one thing I don't understand."

In the space of consciousness.

Ye Futian was still sulking when he heard this, and replied irritably:

"Spit it out."

Zhou Ran stared at the absolute nothingness in his palm.

He opened his mouth slowly.

"What is the Tao?"

"Why that woman named Ji Yue?"

"Can they create their own world, and even establish such domineering rules as 'erasure'?"

"besides……"

Zhou Ran suddenly looked up.

Our gaze pierced through the atmosphere, looking into the depths beyond dimensions.

"Since there is a virtual world and a real world..."

"Does that mean there's some kind of overlap between different planes of existence?"

Within the consciousness space, Ye Futian, who was still feeling indignant, trembled violently upon hearing that name.

"Himezuki..."