The stolen magic is a bit magical

"Why aren't you kneeling?" The manor lord's voice deepened, like rolling thunder.

tom!
All races knelt down in unison: "Greetings, Lord!"

Beside the array platform, the lord of the manor gently flicked his hand, and a pile of underground spirit stones emerged from the array and landed in his hand. A smile finally appeared on his face.

This gesture signifies that the Lord of the Mansion has taken over the demonstration baton from Lin Xiaosu and seized control of the Zhou Tian Grand Array.

From this moment on, he, the Lord of the Underworld, is the true "Lord of the Underworld." To all living beings in the Underworld, he is the Heavenly Dao!
"I am truly impressed by Prince Ding's array formations!" The Lord of the Prefecture laughed heartily.

"I hope the Lord of the Manor will not forget the agreement I made with you." Lin Xiaosu smiled as well.

"Amitabha, that's for sure!" The manor clasped his hands together.

"Haha... Lord of the Palace and Buddha, can you switch between your identities so smoothly?" Lin Xiaosu laughed.

"I also have a favor to ask of Your Highness, and I hope you will grant it."

"You won't reveal your identity to the world, is that right?"

"Amitabha Buddha, that's right!"

Lin Xiaosu bowed and said, "Rest assured, Buddha. We shall part ways here. May we each fulfill our duties and find our own peace! Farewell!"

The light and shadow flickered before her, and everything in the area vanished into thin air. Before Lin Xiaosu, she saw the meditation room of yesteryear once more.

The Buddha bowed and said, "Farewell, benefactor!"

Lin Xiaosu turned and left the meditation room. Outside, the leaves of the Bodhi tree were fluttering in the air again.

Amidst the yellow leaves, he stepped out of Puji Temple. Behind him, the bell tolled, and the entire mountain fell silent. Looking back in the setting sun, Puji Temple stood solemn and dignified.

Lin Xiaosu smiled gently and stepped into the Brahma City.

The sunset over Brahma City is serene and peaceful.

Above the restaurant, wine flags fluttered in the wind.

Pedestrians stroll leisurely along the streets.

In the brothel, the fragrant handkerchiefs are alluring.

The sounds of string and wind instruments filled the Tianxin Pavilion...

At the inn next to Tianxin Pavilion, the Holy Maiden Qianling opened the door, and in the setting sun, her husband walked over with the gait of a patron.

A gentle hug, and the door closes shut without a breeze.

A single lamp in the room cast a dim light, its color silently changing...

"How is it?" The Thousand Spirit Saintess's gaze swept across the lamplight and landed on Lin Xiaosu's face.

"Everything is going as expected!"

"A good start?" Saintess Qianling exhaled softly.

"This is not the beginning, but the end... All goals will be achieved as scheduled!" Lin Xiaosu said.

"The endgame?" The Thousand Spirit Saintess's eyes widened suddenly: "You obtained the bloodlines of 108 top-tier races?"

"Not 108 kinds... but 300 kinds!"

The Thousand Spirits Saintess was completely petrified!

This long-distance pursuit was to track down the true form of the Lord of the Underworld. However, she knew his ultimate goal: to obtain 108 kinds of top-tier bloodlines from the Lord of the Underworld in preparation for his Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.

She knew how difficult it was!
Just as her father said, it was something that was easy to say but completely impossible to do.

None of the top races underground are simple.

Obtaining a bloodline is an unimaginable thing.

Let alone 108 kinds?
In her vision, her lover was getting close to the Lord of the Underworld. Through a complex game of strategy, he might be able to sneak into the underground world and, after a long and arduous adventure, gradually gather all 108 kinds of top-tier bloodlines from the underworld.

But it was an incredibly complex adventure, a protracted and arduous struggle.

He had only been gone for seven days and seven nights, yet now he was telling her that he had already obtained top-tier bloodlines—not 108, but all 300!
"Husband, what exactly did you do? You have to explain it to me clearly, otherwise... I'll definitely rack my brains, and you won't have a wife to play with tonight, really..." Even the Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits has learned to act coquettishly.

Lin Xiaosu smiled: "I set up a grand array for the Lord of the Underworld, covering seventeen domains of the underground world, containing all the top races. In order to awaken the respect and obedience of the underground races for him as their Lord, I very thoughtfully chose three hundred mountain peaks and, with the power of the array, reaped a harvest..."

A brief explanation.

The Thousand Spirits Saintess felt as if her brain's CPU was about to explode...

She knew that he was after the 108 bloodlines of the Underworld Lord.

But how could she have imagined that the collection method would be like this?

He was going to build a grand formation for the Lord of the Underworld—this was his gift to him. Unless the Lord of the Underworld was truly detached from worldly desires, he would never refuse, because controlling the underground races was the Underworld's greatest obsession.

Who would have thought that Lin Xiaosu had her own ulterior motives?

My personal agenda is to use this formation to harvest the bloodlines of the top underground races.

With the grand formation in hand, the entire underground world is covered. Those standing beside the formation platform are like the Heavenly Dao in the underground world. Not to mention the 300 kinds of bloodlines, the bloodlines of all the races in the underground world are just a thought away to him.

He harvested the bloodlines of top races right in front of the Lord of the Underworld, and the Lord of the Underworld still had to express his gratitude.

Because in the eyes of the Lord of the Underworld, this person who set up the formation was testing the power of the formation, and was doing so to help him, the Lord of the Underworld, establish his authority. This was "thoughtful"!
"Your true needs can't be brought to the negotiating table, so what are the 'needs' you bring to the negotiating table?" After much thought, Qian Lingsheng finally asked another question.

Lin Xiaosu said, "I told him my origins and gave him a deal: I would build a great formation for him, and he would give me a promise: in the future, when there is a great calamity, the underworld will remain inactive and will not add insult to injury for our human race."

"If the underworld truly remains unmoved during the great calamity, the crisis facing humanity will indeed be halved. Did he really... make that promise?" The Thousand Spirit Saintess frowned slightly.

"Of course!" Lin Xiaosu smiled lightly, "We've got both the overt and covert demands, it's worth celebrating, come on..."

All of the Holy Maiden Qianling's thoughts were diverted as he carried her to the bed...

The next morning.

The Holy Maiden of the Thousand Spirits awoke from a dream as languid as a spring night. She habitually turned over, but failed to roll into her lover's arms. As she opened her eyes, she saw Lin Xiaosu sitting by the window.

He held a cup of tea in his hand, a smile playing on his lips, quietly gazing out the window.

Dark clouds filled the window, indicating that the snow season had arrived, especially in the far west, where the snow season usually started earlier than in the Jiangnan region.

The Holy Maiden of a Thousand Spirits stepped off the edge of the bed, and with that step, she was fully dressed.

She came gracefully from behind, reached out and embraced her lover: "My lord, what are you looking at?"

"Look!" Lin Xiaosu grasped her hand and pointed out the window.

Outside the window, Tianxin Pavilion stands in the early winter wind, with a light mist swirling behind it. In the mist, the Chanjiang River flows slowly, creating a beautiful oil painting.

"Now that you've come down from Puji Temple, it's time for you to have your duel with this half-Dao Master!" said the Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits. "You've already acquired 300 kinds of top-tier bloodlines from the authentic source. Has your cultivation reached the level to contend with her?"

Lin Xiaosu gently shook her head.

"Isn't that enough to contend with them? Do we need more time to adjust?" Saintess Qianling said, "Or perhaps we should wait a while!"

Lin Xiaosu laughed: "No need to wait any longer, today I'll confront her head-on!"

"That……"

Lin Xiaosu smiled mysteriously: "The game with her is not about defeating her, but about making her kill me!"

The Holy Maiden of a Thousand Spirits was shocked: "Why?"

"Because I need to give her a trophy!"

"what?"

"Kundi Lamp!"

The Holy Maiden of a Thousand Spirits suddenly opened her eyes wide...

Kundi's Lamp!

Of course she knew!

In the past, Heaven, Earth, and Man fought for the Dao. Facing the Cangyuan and the top cultivation sects of the Desolate Ancient Realm, the last Human Emperor, Kun Di, held the three-character bone book, the character "人" (human), and activated the Zhou Tian Grand Array with the Kun Di Fire Lamp, severing the connection between Heaven and Earth and granting the human world millions of years of peace.

From then on, the Kun Emperor's lamp, the three-character bone script scroll...

This became the word that "remnants" like her were most concerned about.

Yes, a remnant species. She was once a remnant species, a cultivator left behind in that world.

In that world, having stepped back into the sunlight through Catherine's body, she continued to search for the Three-Character Bone Script Scroll and the Kundi Lamp.

However, just how advanced are these magical artifacts?

Hydra has been plotting against the world for over a century, yet it has gained nothing.

Even though she was a descendant of a remnant species, she had absolutely no clue about these artifacts.

Even she coveted this divine artifact.

Actually, it's not just her.

Many people understand that the great calamity in that world was a chaotic situation caused by cultivators from this world entering that world and vying for divine artifacts.

And today, in this early morning, her devoted husband, with whom she shared a deep and open heart, told her: I intend to give the Kun Emperor's Lamp to the Heavenly Face Half-Dao Master!
"Do you really intend to give her the lamp?" Saintess Qianling breathed softly.

"Yes!"

"Why?"

"In that world, the lamp of firewood is a source of disaster, and it is the same in this world!" Lin Xiaosu smiled gently: "Giving her the lamp of firewood is like giving her the hammer that tolls the death knell of her heart!"

The Holy Maiden of a Thousand Spirits was stunned.

A lamp lit by a torch can be the source of disaster; a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.

This theory is introduced into the Way of the Mind.

His goal was never the famous and scheming beauty "Tianyan Half-Master" of the Three Ruins; his goal was "Heart Path," one of the Six Paths!
That's his spirit!
This is his astonishing scheme to turn the world upside down and manipulate events at will!

"The Lamp of Firewood... The Lamp of Firewood... A peerless artifact that has been sung about for millions of years..." The Thousand Spirit Saintess took a deep breath and murmured, "Can I see it with my own eyes?"

"Hold on!"

Lin Xiaosu smiled gently and handed her a cup of tea.

The Holy Maiden of a Thousand Spirits picked up her teacup, took a sip, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for the lamp to be delivered!"

The Holy Maiden of a Thousand Spirits widened her eyes again: "Who brought the lamp of firewood?"

"I!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Xiaosu stood up, walked to the door, and reached out to open it.

The door opened, and a travel-worn young man appeared before him.

Saintess Qianling stared blankly...

Lin Xiaosu waved her hand, and the door closed.

He gently raised his hand, his fingertips gleaming.

A blue mark emerged from the fingertip and touched the young man's forehead.

This is the heart imprint that the Heavenly Countenance Half-Dao Master silently projected onto him—the most magical positioning law.

Lin Xiaosu can be forced to reveal it.

He forced it out and implanted it into the young man in front of him.

The faces of young people are slowly changing.

He became another Lin Xiaosu. This Lin Xiaosu gently raised his hand, and an ancient, weathered lamp, neither gold nor wood, appeared in his palm: "Take one look, and I'll take it!"

His voice was exactly the same as Lin Xiaosu's.

The Holy Maiden of a Thousand Spirits looked at the lamp and gently closed her eyes.

Lin Xiaosu turned and walked out with a graceful gait.

The door closed, and Lin Xiaosu reached out and hugged the waist of the Thousand Spirit Saintess. The Thousand Spirit Saintess slowly opened her eyes: "Husband, is this clone of yours the one hidden in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect?"

On that day, while traveling by boat on the river, they encountered a woman in purple robes whose cultivation level was above the third level.

The Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits had speculated that this person might be Li Xinyu, the leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

Lin Xiaosu immediately denied it: It wasn't her.

why?

He told her: I have an avatar that is currently in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, so I am very clear about Li Xinyu's movements.

Now that his clone has appeared carrying the lamp, it is clearly the one he had in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

"Yes!" Lin Xiaosu answered frankly.

"He's here. Has the matter with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect been settled?"

Lin Xiaosu laughed: "The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has been destroyed!"

"Destroy?" The Thousand Spirit Saintess was greatly shocked.

"In my dictionary, ancient sects are also divided into different ranks. Other sects may be useful to me, but the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Heart Path Sect must be destroyed. The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has crossed the bottom line of my Great Xia, and the Heart Path Sect will be a shadow hanging over that world every day it exists!"

"I know that... I'm not talking about your reasons for destroying it..." Saintess Qianling said, "I'm talking about the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, which was famous throughout the ages and was one of the Nineteen Heavenly Beams. Is it really... really destroyed?"

"Haha..." Lin Xiaosu laughed: "So what if it's the Nineteen Heavenly Beams? I can directly control Li Xinyu and the Grand Elder, launch the Heart Gate War, and use the Heart Gate, Beast Taming Gate, and Heart Dao to eliminate them. What difficulty is there in doing so? Three days ago, the last batch of experts from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, under my leadership, all perished at Dao Heart Peak. The ten Three Masters of Heart Dao have already leveled Qishan!"

The Thousand Spirits Saintess opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't utter a single word...

So this is the answer to that perplexing question that has been troubling people on the path of spiritual practice lately.

Everyone was puzzled as to why the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, a sect that was supposed to be the pillar of cultivation, was acting so irrationally and insisted on fighting the Heart Sect to the death.

Even if it means killing a thousand enemies and losing a thousand of our own, we must fight to the bitter end.

They would not hesitate to risk undermining their own foundations.

Now she understands.

This is the lover's scheme.

The lover's ultimate goal is to destroy the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. Would he care about the damage to the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's foundation? Would he care about the losses suffered by the Heart Sect? By first taking control of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and then using the orders of the Venerable Lord and the Grand Elder to command the entire sect to launch a frenzied attack, the final result will be that both the Heart Sect and the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect will suffer heavy losses.

Now, Xin Dao has taken action to truly eradicate the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

In the ancient world, the nineteen Heavenly Beams have now become seventeen and a half!

Yes, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has been expelled from the official list, and the Heart Sect is already half-dead, at best only half a sect, or even just a few remnants...

What is top-tier strategy? It's when even if you have nineteen days of cunning, I can still prevent you from succeeding...

She was once an unparalleled genius of the Spirit Clan. She had seen too many historical figures, but who could change the world with a mere flick of his wrist like him?

Just like that bold and heroic line in her poetry collection: "With a feather fan and a silk turban, with heroic bearing and dashing spirit, in the midst of laughter and conversation, enemy ships and forts are reduced to ashes..."

Tianxin Pavilion exudes elegance in this season.

Su Yueyan sat on the soft couch, watching the morning mist drift away.

Her expression was so languid and weary, as if everything in the world was nothing more than the drifting clouds outside the window to her.

A parrot on the windowsill preens its feathers in the sunlight, its gaze occasionally falling upon the infinitely beautiful body.

He was once an unparalleled genius among the demon race.

If he hadn't met this stunning beauty, he would have become a demon emperor or even a demon lord, ruling over a region, or even the entire region.

But fate played a cruel trick on him, and he met her.

After meeting her, he felt that roaming the world was meaningless.

He only wished to be with her every day.

Even though too many men have entered her boudoir over the past ten thousand years, which has made him extremely jealous, he still can't bear to leave.

As long as she is still there, as long as her gaze occasionally falls on him, he feels that everything they have done together is worthwhile.

Suddenly, Su Yueyan opened her eyes.

The moment those bright eyes that had captivated this demon prodigy opened, the parrot on the windowsill felt a slight tremor in its heart. It had a premonition that she was about to welcome another guest into her life.

He wasn't the only one who felt this way.

Su Yueyan also had this premonition.

She is about to welcome another guest into her life.

Yes, she planned to open her body to reward herself for her many days of travel.

This young prince possesses ancient body-refining techniques, so his body must be incredibly strong. What's more, he is also a man of unparalleled literary talent. How could she possibly miss out on such a man?

Even if we were to kill him, it wouldn't stop us from getting our bed wet with him and savoring the pleasures of the mortal world before he dies.

Young people have energy and are willing to exert themselves; it's a completely different feeling from that of older people. She hadn't experienced the drive of youth for many years...

Sensing the "heart imprint" she left behind, it slowly drew closer.

She felt that spring was drawing ever closer.

"Prepare some dragon bone wine!" Su Yueyan told the parrot.

The parrot flapped its wings slightly, raised its eyes, and looked at them with a complicated expression. "They're really coming? They'll even serve dragon bone wine. Once a man drinks this dragon bone wine, he usually won't get out of bed for three days and three nights."

However, he is a seasoned sycophant... a sycophantic sycophant.

He couldn't voice his opinion; he simply did as he was told!
Led by a maid, Lin Xiaosu gently lifted the curtain on the top floor of the pavilion and saw a scene that stirred his heart.

The view of the Chanjiang River outside the window is like an ink wash painting.

The moonlit figure by the window is like a fairy in a landscape painting.

Every single point, every single inch, is a captivating and enchanting existence.

"Young Master has really come." Su Yueyan rose gracefully, like a willow swaying in the breeze.

“Since you have so sincerely invited me, how could I dare not come?” Lin Xiaosu said.

"Please have a seat, young master!"

Lin Xiaosu sat down next to her.

"This wine is my favorite. Why don't you try it, sir?" Su Yueyan held up two cups of wine. The wine was bright red in color and had a fragrant aroma.

Lin Xiaosu took the wine glass and took a small sip.

With just one sip, a fiery passion suddenly rose from his very bones. Su Yueyan, standing before him, leaned slightly forward: "Young master, how is this wine?"

As these six words were spoken, a delicate fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and his body instantly transformed.

"You mean... this wine is your favorite?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

“Yes!” Su Yueyan also drank the wine in her cup. Her peerless beauty, which even the most skilled painters could not capture, suddenly gained a touch of mystery. The distance between her and Lin Xiaosu also changed from three feet at the beginning to being almost touching.

"Does the girl really like this kind of scene?" Lin Xiaosu's eyes seemed a little confused.

"Young master, don't you like it?"

Su Yueyan seemed to be unable to hold her liquor, and leaned half of her body against his shoulder.

That slight tremor was enough to break down any man's resolve...

In a restaurant room just across the street, the Holy Maiden Qianling stared into Lin Xiaosu's eyes: "Husband, how is it?"

Lin Xiaosu reached out, hugged her waist, and pulled her onto her lap.

"Huh? What's gotten into you?" The Thousand Spirit Saintess blushed.

"I had a glass of wine, and it's quite strong. Honey, I need to soothe her..."

"My God, even watching a spectacle can be so stimulating!" said the Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits. "Go to bed and distract yourself from the stimulation. Don't let yourself get carried away and mess around with her."

She was sensible and the only solution she could think of was to get involved herself.

To relieve the pressure on that clone.

In the Tianxin Pavilion, the beauty gradually drew into his arms.

The parrot turned around.

The top-floor maid has been dismissed.

The room seemed to have become a peaceful night...

The script seems to be teetering on the edge of a "red line"...

Su Yueyan also seemed to have let go of everything and focused on the thing she was so passionate about...

However, Lin Xiaosu chuckled lightly: "The Heavenly Face Half-Dao Master is already seven thousand years old, and still likes this kind of thing?"

With a whoosh, the parrot in front of the window turned its head.

Su Yueyan's dazed eyes suddenly opened, and she looked at Lin Xiaosu in disbelief.

Lin Xiaosu held her wine glass, her face clearly showing sarcasm: "As a worthless person, it's understandable that he likes this kind of thing. But, the once-renowned Lord of Reincarnation, Song Yilun, would actually like it?"

"What...do you mean?" Su Yueyan sat up abruptly, the blush on her face and the dazed look in her body vanishing without a trace.

"Alright, you all think you've studied me, Su Lin, enough, so of course you know I'm not a fool!" Lin Xiaosu said, "In fact, I'm not! My research on you is no less than your research on me!"

Without a sound, the entire layout of the room changed!

There are no more cozy, dreamlike beds.

There are no more delicate and helpless beauties.

No more red wine, no more romance.

All that could be seen was a dense cloud cover, a pavilion standing against the wind, Lin Xiaosu sitting quietly at the pavilion entrance, and a woman inside slowly turning her head.

Behind her, there was only chaos.

At her feet, a blue lotus blooms.

She was like a celestial being from the heavens, looking down at Lin Xiaosu at her feet, her eyes filled with boundless killing intent...

"That's more like it!" Lin Xiaosu slowly stood up.

As he stood up, his previous nonchalant and carefree demeanor vanished completely, replaced by a fierce fighting spirit...

"How can you see through my true form?" Su Yueyan asked coldly.

Lin Xiaosu smiled faintly: "Once I began my grand plan to control the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and eradicate the Heart Sect, I was prepared to face a fatal blow from the Heart Sect. The Heart Sect has one most effective method to deal with me, and that is the beauty trap. At that time, the image of the Heavenly Face Half-Dao Master naturally appeared in my mind."

Su Yueyan's face was contorted with anger: "Manipulating the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and eradicating the Heart Sect? Was that really your doing?"

"Otherwise what? Do you really think Li Xinyu is that stupid?"

Su Yueyan let out a soft breath, the black lines on her face seemingly blown away by her breath: "Isn't she stupid? Willing to be your pawn, fantasizing about using Cangyuan's power to break into the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and enter the Dao, and what was the final result? The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has been destroyed!"

"The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was indeed destroyed, but what about her? She's alive and well. Have you ever considered that the destruction of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was itself a promise between her and me?" (End of Chapter)