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

Zhou Ran's words were like knives, peeling away Bai Xiaosan's disguise layer by layer.

His eyes darkened, and anger flared within him.

Regardless of whether it was Fu Tian that night or Song Wuji, including the group of rich women at the gym.

Now another mushroom has appeared!

This world is full of people who lust after his body!

"You're not doing this for a few tattered books, nor for survival."

Zhou Ran stared at it, speaking slowly and deliberately, his voice devoid of warmth.

"You want to use my body to change your path!"

"I...I didn't!"

Bai Xiaosan screamed, its roots kicking wildly on the ground in a final struggle.

Zhou Ran, however, was too lazy to listen anymore.

He loosened the Qilin bone, letting it float in front of him, and then made a hand seal with one hand.

"Since you're not going to talk, you might as well die!"

The demonic energy transformed into countless black threads, binding Bai Xiaosan tightly!

"I'll give you three breaths."

"First, offer your true name and form a blood pact with me as master and servant. From now on, you will be my slave and I will be your master."

"Second, I will personally extract your soul and refine your essence. I will get what I want just the same, and you will become the first nourishment for this Qilin Arm."

"three……"

"I'll talk! I'll talk!!"

Bai Xiaosan's scream got stuck in her throat, and her entire body trembled like a leaf.

After nearly a thousand years of planning, just when they were about to undergo a complete transformation, they encountered Zhou Ran, a monster who doesn't play by the rules!

But he was just a mountain spirit, and if he went head-to-head with the person in front of him, he would suffer a great loss.

He not only possessed the power to crush himself, but he also saw through all of its schemes from the very beginning!

My name is Bai Xuan!

Real name Bai Xuan!

Owner!

I offer my true name, and serve you as your slave for all eternity!

Its mental defenses collapsed.

A soul imprint containing incantations and a contract was detached from his body and flew straight towards Zhou Ran's brow.

"very good."

Zhou Ran sneered and withdrew his demonic energy.

"Now, recite the complete incantation to me again, word for word."

"Also, from now on, call me Boss."

"Just like that sleeping old man, they're all the kind of people who won't listen to reason and will only suffer the consequences."

Zhou Ran sneered inwardly.

He ignored the mushroom spirit lying sprawled on the ground.

He focused his gaze entirely on the dark black Qilin bone in his palm.

Then, he forced out a drop of purple-gold heart blood.

The blood droplet hung in the air, where domineering and sacred forces clashed.

Blood dripped down.

Nourishes—

The blood touched the bone but did not merge.

Instead, it was swallowed up by the ancient patterns engraved on it, like parched land waiting for rain.

next moment.

He grabbed the Qilin bone that was already connected to his blood and qi, and pressed it against the smooth break on his left shoulder!

The moment the Qilin bone touched the wound, it dissolved as if it were alive.

That scalding black liquid, carrying the will of the primordial era, surged and entered Zhou Ran's body along his blood vessels and meridians.

"Hmm!"

The excruciating pain shot straight to my soul, as if my life was being forcibly reshaped at its very source.

Millions of scorching ants gnawed at his nerves, and boiling magma was rebuilding his bones.

Zhou Ran's muscles were bulging all over his body, and the beads of sweat that seeped from his forehead evaporated into white vapor as soon as they appeared.

He gritted his teeth, suppressing a single groan of pain.

His spine stood tall, like a spear piercing the sky.

At the fracture site, newly formed granulation tissue is rapidly wriggling.

Half an incense stick later.

A brand new left arm grew and took shape under the horrified gaze of the mushroom spirit beside it.

This arm is completely different from Zhou Ran's original right arm.

Its skin is a powerful bronze color.

The skin has fine, dark scale-like patterns that appear and disappear under light, like a tattoo.

The fingers are long and slender with distinct knuckles, yet they naturally gleam with a chilling metallic sheen.

Zhou Ran raised the newborn's arm, spread his fingers, and then suddenly clenched them.

Snapped!

He squeezed the air in his palm and it exploded out of thin air, making a crisp popping sound!

"At least a tenfold increase in power..."

Zhou Ran's pupils reflected this perfect yet violent arm, his eyes burning with the flames of conquest.

This is not all.

He could sense that this arm had a natural "contempt" for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Breaking the law..."

Zhou Ran casually waved his hand, his fingertips lightly tracing across the newborn's arm.

No trace was left.

He then ran his fingertip across a hard rock about the height of a person next to him.

There was no sound, no obstruction.

Like a hot knife slicing through butter, a corner of the rock was silently cut off, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut.

"The protective qi below the Golden Core stage is no different from a thin sheet of paper in front of this hand."

Zhou Ran murmured with satisfaction.

This life was worth risking!

Just then, two very soft moans broke the tranquility of the valley.

Not far away, the Su sisters woke up one after the other.

Su Qingwu rubbed her throbbing temples, her eyes still somewhat unfocused.

Su Qingling, standing beside her, let out a low groan that was suppressed in her throat.

The body instinctively curled up, and the legs squeezed together.

Both of their cheeks were flushed, their snow-white skin tinged with pink, as if they had just emerged from the aftermath of a surge of spiritual energy.

The memory of that domineering, scorching demonic energy rampaging through her body.

It still burned every nerve ending in her body.

Su Qingling looked up and met Zhou Ran's unfathomable eyes.

boom!

Her mind went blank, and her cheeks were burning hot.

Scenes from before kept flashing uncontrollably through my mind.

The man's broad chest, the large hand pressing against her back, forcefully channeling power into her.

And that feeling of being utterly penetrated and conquered, a sense of loss of control...

So embarrassing!

but……

Damn it...

Somewhat reminiscent?

Su Qingling felt weak all over and couldn't muster any energy.

Her gaze toward Zhou Ran was a mixture of fear, shyness, and curiosity that she herself was unwilling to admit.

"Ouch!"

A sleazy, hoarse voice rang out from the side, breaking the enchanting yet awkward atmosphere.

That mushroom spirit reverted to its usual sly ways.

It found a comfortable rock to lie on, propped its cheeks up with two thin roots, and looked on with amusement.

"Look, look at her little face, it's so red, you could squeeze water out of it."

"Anyone who didn't know better would think that our boss just took advantage of the moment and did all sorts of things, both things he shouldn't have done."

"Tsk tsk, is this the legendary Tidal Holy Body?"

"To feel this good just from exercising? I've really learned something new today!"

"you……

Shut up!

Su Qingwu was both ashamed and angry, so she grabbed a stone and threw it at the person next to her.

Bai Xuan deftly retracted the mushroom cap, and the stone missed its target.

"Stop fooling around."

Zhou Ran spoke.

This silenced Su Qingwu, who was about to explode, and Bai Xuan, who was preparing to continue his antics.

He stood up and stretched his newborn left arm, the joints making a series of crisp popping sounds.

Not far away, the ancient monk Lingxu, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened them.

His golden body shattered, and his cultivation plummeted, but his aura became more restrained and peaceful than ever before. The deathly aura around him dissipated, leaving only a serene tranquility, a return to simplicity after all worldly impurities had been washed away.

Lingxu stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to Zhou Ran.

"Amitabha."

"Thank you for your help, benefactor, for saving my crippled body."

Furthermore, it eradicated the evil influences of the void, preserving a glimmer of life for this land.

Zhou Ran put aside his arrogance and nodded in return to the old monk who was willing to sacrifice himself to feed the demon.

"Master, you flatter me. I was merely trying to protect myself and did it as a matter of course."

A slight smile appeared on the lips of the Buddha-faced Lingxu as he looked past Zhou Ran.

It landed on his ominous yet domineering Qilin arm, and then looked at Zhou Ran himself.

"The arising and ceasing of conditions all depend on a single thought."

Before Zhou Ran could speak, Ling Xu spoke first.

"He is your tribulation, but also your vessel."

"My benefactor, the knife in your hand is a demon, but the thought in your heart is a Buddha."

"But in this humble monk's view, you, this demon, may understand compassion more than many Buddhas in the world."

Zhou Ran frowned.

This old monk always speaks in a cryptic and ambiguous way.

"Master, stop with the cryptic talk. Just tell me directly, when will my karmic connection with him end?"

Lingxu said no more, only shook his head, and finally uttered only four words.

"Do not seek it externally."