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

Snapped.

A soft, crisp sound exploded on the silent summit of Wendao Mountain.

Zhou Ran opened his palm, and the mother-child talisman had turned into a pinch of cold ash.

The ashes did not scatter.

They swirled and converged in Zhou Ran's palm, outlining a tender little face streaked with tears.

It's Su Qingling.

Her ethereal figure trembled, and across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, her terrified cries for help, choked with sobs, almost tore apart the tranquil night sky.

"Boss..."

"Brother Wu and Master Qin, they..."

They're broken!

Zhou Ran offered no words of comfort.

Get to the point.

Su Qingling sobbed as she recounted, haltingly, the eerie feeling that chilled her very soul.

No evidence is needed.

The fact that the mother and child charms shattered upon approaching them is the best proof.

Moreover, the "Tidal Body's" instinctive repulsion of filth is more accurate than any detector in the world.

That feeling of nausea came from the very core of my being.

Getting close to Wu De and Qin San is like getting close to a swamp that reeks of decay.

She could even smell a scent.

A faint, almost imperceptible scent, like damp, decaying wood, mixed in with perfume and tobacco.

That flavor went straight to the top of my head.

The old Celestial Master Xuyun, standing to the side, frowned as he watched Zhou Ran's body surging with an uncontrollable purplish-black aura.

This aura was even more sinister and domineering than the demonic gu in the dungeon.

"The Heart Demon Gu"

Xu Yun uttered three words in a deep voice.

"Black Witch Village, this is going to uproot you."

Zhou Ran ignored him.

His fingertips suddenly swept across the air, creating an invisible ripple.

"Turn on the video."

"To those two bastards."

The phone screen stabilized after shaking violently.

Everything in the office was as usual.

Wu Dezheng was facing the camera, animatedly outlining tomorrow's freight schedule, his voice loud and clear.

Qin San stood quietly behind him, his gaze steady as always.

A perfect disguise.

But under Zhou Ran's Purple-Gold Demon Eyes, the entire world was instantly reconstructed.

He saw two dark purple fleshy worms clinging tightly to the core of Wu De and Qin San's consciousness.

Countless tiny, translucent tentacles are chewing on their memories.

About Zhou Ran, about Jiang Cheng, about the business empire, about Chen Ya, Xiao Hongli...

Everything was broken down into the most primitive information flow.

Then, through some strange secret method, it crossed space and was continuously transmitted back to the Southern Frontier.

"Playing a trick right under my nose?"

He did not go back immediately.

The Demon Emperor's wrath is never an impulsive outburst, but a precise and efficient declaration of death.

He wanted to make these self-righteous insects taste a terror deeper than despair.

A trace of the Demon Emperor's essence, refined to the extreme, was stripped from the depths of his soul.

Following that invisible signal, it went against the current, ignoring the obstacles of thousands of mountains and rivers.

Like a venomous snake lurking in a torrent of data, it has bitten the worm.

It gently, yet with unparalleled dominance, branded a slave mark belonging to Zhou Ran deep within the soul essence of those two black-purple fleshy worms.

From now on, everything they see and hear will be what Zhou Ran wants them to see and hear.

After doing all this, he looked at Xu Yun, and the last trace of warmth in his eyes disappeared.

"Master, it seems we'll have to wait a couple of days to fish in the Yangtze River."

Xu Yun didn't waste any words.

He shook a withered yellow talisman from his sleeve and handed it over.

Shrinking Earth Talisman.

"You two take a taxi back, I'll reimburse you."

Zhou Ran took it and exerted force with his fingertips.

The talisman shattered, and the space beneath his feet instantly collapsed inward, forming a black dot.

Heaven and earth are turned upside down, light and shadow are distorted.

An extreme feeling of weightlessness and compression comes at the same time.

next moment.

He stepped onto the solid floor.

The contents that flooded my nasal cavity were something I hadn't tasted in a long time.

The mingled smells of sweat and metal equipment are unique to modern urban gyms.

……

Jiangcheng, an extraordinary gym.

Outside the office door.

A few men's frivolous laughter rang out.

"Two lovely ladies, with figures like these, it's such a waste for them to be working as receptionists at this gym."

A blond-haired young man with greedy eyes, as thin as a stick.

This person came to the gym specifically to find yoga pants.

"Come to Dongguan with your brothers, I guarantee you'll eat and drink your fill, a hundred times better than here!"

Another man with a buzz cut leered and echoed, his gaze sweeping back and forth over the exquisite curves of Su Qingwu and Su Qingling.

They pressed closer and closer.

Su Qingwu's body was taut like a bow, and the spiritual energy within her body was surging wildly on the verge of going berserk.

The sect's rule of "not to lay a hand on mortals" was like a series of chains, binding her tightly.

Su Qingling looked bewildered and instinctively hid behind her sister, clutching her clothes tightly.

The blond-haired man stretched out his hand.

The greasy fingertips were aimed directly at Su Qingwu's panicked pretty face.

However, the expected touch did not occur.

Snapped!

A hand, seemingly reaching out from the depths of hell, gripped the blond-haired man's wrist tightly.

Zhou Ran appeared at the office door without any warning.

The temperature around us suddenly dropped several degrees.

He didn't speak.

The left hand simply twisted inward slightly.

Click—!

Before the blond-haired youth could even scream, his body collapsed to his knees uncontrollably.

The excruciating pain contorted his features, his eyes filled with hellish terror.

The remaining few spoiled brats were so frightened that they lost all their drunkenness and were terrified.

"Where did these stray dogs come from?"

Zhou Ran didn't give them a chance to speak.

He raised his hand, his five fingers making a loose clenching motion in the air.

Om-!

An invisible force instantly enveloped everyone.

Those few standing dandies suddenly buckled at the knees and knelt down.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

They were horrified to find themselves seemingly nailed to the ground, unable to move.

Zhou Ran slowly walked up to the leader of the纨绔 (playboys).

The black leather shoes stepped on his face, slowly grinding against it.

The other person let out a wild howl, their face covered in tears and snot.

"A constitution that softens at the slightest touch?"

Zhou Ran's voice was tinged with a mocking coldness.

"Since you like soft things so much."

"Don't ever get up again in this lifetime."

The words fell.

A burst of energy silently invaded the bodies of those people, turning their meridians into a mess.

Ten minutes later.

They will completely lose control of their bodies, become incontinent, and be paralyzed for life.

"Get out of here now!"

Su Qingling stared blankly at the hellish scene before her.

Her big eyes were still brimming with tears, but she was completely stunned by Zhou Ran's godlike demeanor.

This was a power she had never seen before—direct, brutal, yet it gave her an immense sense of peace.

She reached out her hand, her voice trembling.

"Boss..."

You really...

"I'm back."

The violent aura emanating from Zhou Ran, powerful enough to freeze the soul, vanished without a trace in an instant.

He reached out and gently rubbed the girl's head, a stark contrast to his previous demeanor.

"Um."

He glanced at Su Qingwu's rumpled sleeves, but the killing intent in his heart burned even more fiercely.

"The precept of Taoism is to kill the thief, not to endure humiliation."

Zhou Ran spoke softly, his tone so calm it was unsettling.

"Remember, in this world, you don't need to bow down to anyone."

If anything goes wrong, I'll take the blame.

If the sky falls, I'll fix it.

Do you understand?

The two sisters trembled simultaneously, and a strange light gradually gathered in their eyes.

"Come on, I'll take you shopping for clothes and treat you to a nice meal."

"We'll talk about Wu De and Qin San later."

Behind the surveillance camera in the corner.

A stiff red light flashed in Wu De's eyes as he was controlled by the Gu worms.

That was the will from the distant southern border, greedily observing Zhou Ran's every move through his eyes.

"The target... attaches great importance to the twin sisters."

An encrypted message was sent out silently.

……

Inside the most upscale luxury shopping mall in Jiangcheng.

Holding a large pile of newly bought Hanfu, Su Qingling twirled around in front of the mirror like a happy butterfly.

Su Qingwu also changed into new clothes, the paleness on her face faded, and her eyes shone with the light of relief after surviving a disaster.

Zhou Ran watched them quietly.

The two sisters are too naive.

She was so simple that she was satisfied with just spending a few hundred thousand yuan to buy a few outfits.

Zhou Ran couldn't help but feel indebted.

The promised Dragon Pills can no longer be used to strengthen their Tidal Sacred Body.

This means that even with the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment, one cannot unleash their full potential.

Just as he was making his plans, his phone vibrated.