I manage female characters in all the heavens.

"Enough!" Song Yi's voice suddenly turned cold. "Clever words and a flattering demeanor are nothing but sophistry!"

"I don't care if others give me the position of the boss of Samsara. What I want, I will fight for myself!"

"Just wash your neck clean and wait, wait for me to break through the cycle of reincarnation, wait for me to kill my way to you and put a knife to your throat!"

"No matter what the truth is or isn't, you'll kneel down and tell me everything clearly!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

After a long silence, the boss's voice rang out again, tinged with helplessness: "You are as stubborn as your father. If he had listened to my advice back then, he wouldn't have died."

“I will investigate my father’s matter thoroughly,” Song Yi said.

“If you did it, I will naturally come to you and use your blood and head to pay tribute to my father.”

“Even if it wasn’t you who did it, I would still come after you and use the cruelest torture to find out whatever role you played in my father’s death.”

"Do you dare say that you have absolutely nothing to do with my father's death?"

The big boss fell silent.

Song Yi chuckled coldly three times and hung up the phone.

The night wind blew, making his coat flutter loudly.

He looked up at the dark horizon in the distance, a cold smile playing on his lips.

No matter how eloquent you are, you can't fool your Grandpa Song Yi!

I can expose you in one sentence!

Chapter 161 Requesting Two Days Off

Dear readers, I've already updated 270,000 words this month, and I estimate I can reach 300,000 in the next few days. I'll take a couple of days off to rest and consolidate my newly achieved goal of updating 10,000 words per day.

Chapter 161 Demons and Monsters? No, it's cultivating immortality! I must cultivate immortality!

When I opened my eyes, all I saw was a green gauze curtain.

It wasn't the familiar boudoir on Mount Hua, nor Li Mochou's jade bed in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, nor the waterside pavilion of the Yihua Palace in The Legendary Twins, nor the luxurious princess's palace of the number one princess in the world, Yunluo.

Instead, it was an elegantly furnished boudoir exuding a faint sandalwood scent.

Song Yi sighed. He had intended to get rid of Zhu Wushi as soon as possible, but a new world had opened up.

He sat up and looked down at his hands—slender and fair, with distinct knuckles and pale pink nail polish on his nails; they belonged to a pampered young lady.

She looked down at her clothes again—a plain white undergarment, covered with a light blue gauze shirt, the fabric of which was soft and embroidered with delicate orchid patterns.

She really is a woman.

Song Yi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, stopped worrying about why the caregivers were always women, and began to absorb the memories of this body.

Twenty years of her life flashed through her mind like a movie playing at an accelerated pace.

As a child, I chased butterflies in the garden, my father held me on his lap and taught me to read, I secretly slipped out of the mansion with the maids to see the lantern festival on the Lantern Festival, and my mother's earnest gaze as she put a jade hairpin in my hair at my coming-of-age ceremony...

Trivial, ordinary, and peaceful – this is the typical life of a sheltered young lady.

These memories are not difficult for her to process. With her current mental strength, even if she were to have memories from another hundred or eighty years, it would be nothing more than a gentle breeze.

The impact of 20 years of memories was insignificant to him.

A moment later, he had sorted out all of these personal memories.

According to her memory, the original owner's name was Nie Yaoguang, and her father, Nie Yan, was the prefect of Jinhua Prefecture in the current Changming Dynasty.

Song Yi was shocked. Who came up with this name? How dare they call her Yao Guang? Can they handle it?

Nie Yaoguang is Nie Yan's only descendant. The entire household dotes on her, and she has lived a life of luxury since childhood, never suffering any hardship.

"Jinhua Prefecture...Changming Dynasty..."

Nie Yaoguang repeated the two names in a low voice, searching her memory for the corresponding world.

Unfortunately, she searched through all her memory repositories—whether it was the works she had read or the records of the world of Tie Xinlan, Li Mochou, and Yue Lingshan—but she couldn't find any country called "Changming Dynasty".

She deduced from some details that the Changming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty had some similarities.

At the same time, Nie Yaoguang, whom he was currently taking care of, and everyone else he knew were all strangers to him.

Opening her eyes, a hint of helplessness flashed in them. This was clearly an alternate history world, one that she might not know anything about.

In fact, she had long anticipated that this day would come.

For any given world, only a very small number of characters can be immortalized in a work. Statistically speaking, the possibility of her being entrusted to a stranger is far greater than the possibility of her being entrusted to a familiar character.

She just didn't expect that she would encounter it in only the fifth world.

Superpowers, have you even been working hard? How could you just dump a stranger on me?

Can't you make a little effort to give me the whole familiar world and the familiar people?

Although she had entered an unfamiliar world, Nie Yaoguang was not discouraged.

On the contrary, after carefully examining the "historical context" contained in this body's memories of the past twenty years, she became excited.

In Nie Yaoguang's memory, the current Changming Dynasty is in a state of political chaos, the people are suffering, bandits are rampant in the local areas, and there are frequent wars on the border...

These are nothing new; they've happened in every dynasty. What really caught her attention was another aspect.

In my memory, almost every now and then, rumors of "demons and monsters causing trouble" would circulate in the streets and alleys.

There are rumors that a fox spirit haunts a certain village in a certain county, that mountain goblins eat people in the mountains, that a dragon stirs up storms in the river, and that many unclean things lurk at night...

In a modern society characterized by advanced technology and information overload, these things are naturally just a joke.

But in this world, things are different. These legends don't seem to come out of thin air at all—many entries are quite detailed, with specific dates, locations, eyewitnesses, and even records of government troops being sent to suppress them but suffering a crushing defeat.

If one or two legends are fabricated, then the continuous appearance of so many self-consistent pieces of information cannot possibly be baseless.

This means that demons and monsters exist in this world.

Since there are demons and monsters, what about cultivation? Surely it can't be just demons and monsters causing trouble while no one is out there slaying them, right?

"Very good, very good." Nie Yaoguang's lips curled into a bright smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Practicing martial arts is outdated; if you can cultivate immortality, of course you should choose that!"

She rolled out of bed, her bare feet touching the cold floor tiles, feeling the pulse and breath of her body.

Nie Yaoguang had never practiced martial arts, and as a sheltered young lady, she didn't exercise much. However, her body was young, healthy, and full of vitality, making it a fairly good vessel for her power.

The first step is to integrate the vast power of the original body into this body.

She sat down cross-legged again, closed her eyes, and began to guide the powerful true energy that had appeared out of nowhere within her body.

Eight hundred thousand units of Six Absolute True Qi, comparable to five thousand six hundred years of accumulated power, slowly awakened like a sleeping dragon under her guidance, flowing along the meridians in Nie Yaoguang's body.

A throbbing pain came from his meridians—this body, which had never cultivated before, was about to bear this level of power, so it was natural that he would feel some discomfort.

But her mental state and martial arts skills are now vastly different from before, so this level of discomfort is nothing to her.

She calmly guided the flow of true energy, gradually widening and strengthening the meridians, allowing the body to quickly adapt to this power.

In about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she had completed the fusion, and her small dantian, Mingyu body, spiral aura, and other aspects had all reached the required level.

Opening her eyes, Nie Yaoguang flexed her fingers, feeling the vast, ocean-like power within her body, and nodded in satisfaction.

Although she hadn't received any nourishment from the essence of flesh and blood, and her physique was far inferior to that of her main body and other clones who had their physical bodies strengthened to the limit, the sheer volume of her true energy was enough to make up for this deficiency.

As the daughter of the Prefect of Jinhua Prefecture, her delicate skin and tender flesh do fit the character's persona. If she were to actually have a muscular body and be able to kill nine bulls with one punch, Nie Yan would probably have to hire a master to subdue this monster.

Regarding the choice of bloodline ability, this time, she did not choose bullet time again, but decisively chose the arc trajectory.

There is a very high probability that cultivators exist in this world, and cultivation is often accompanied by spiritual powers such as divine consciousness and primordial spirit.

Once one cultivates their mental strength to a certain level, their reaction speed, environmental awareness, and time management will far exceed the limits of bullet time.

While bullet time is useful, it is ultimately a method of unleashing the body's potential, and its effect comes from the excitatory effect of the instantaneous secretion of a large amount of adrenaline.

Such abilities undoubtedly have limits, since human reactions are inevitably constrained by the speed of neurotransmitter transmission.

No matter how much adrenaline is secreted, even if the blood vessels throughout the body were filled with adrenaline instead of blood, it would be impossible to break this limit.

When she was weak, her reaction time was far from the limits of human ability, so bullet time could easily accelerate it five times.

But she is already very strong. Her reaction speed is fast enough to dodge bullets, which is close to the limits of human beings. It is almost impossible for her to accelerate bullet time to five times the speed.

This is a limitation inherent in the human body's structure; to achieve faster speeds, the only solution is to change the way neural information is transmitted.

Previously, at her peak acceleration, she could barely react to incoming missiles, but in battles at higher levels, bullet time was no longer sufficient.

It's time to discard this ability that helped her so much when she was weak and open her arms to embrace a wider new world.

As for the curved trajectory... to be honest, it's not exactly a new concept, and it doesn't do her any good in terms of improving combat power.

She used to think this ability was useless, but now she realizes it's because she hadn't found the most suitable way to use it.

The essence of an arc trajectory is to manipulate the force field of the projectile, thereby changing its flight direction, speed, trajectory, etc.

What if she threw a sword instead of a bullet or a throwing knife?

With her current strength, she is fully capable of controlling weapons such as swords weighing several kilograms to move and change direction at high speed. This is definitely sword control!

Compared to using the suction power of the Absorption Technique for remote control, which would create a huge commotion that anyone would know to avoid, it's better to just suck someone to death directly.

The control of the arc-shaped trajectory is so subtle and precise that it truly embodies the essence of the flying sword: "to take the enemy's head from a thousand miles away."

She doesn't know what medium this superpower relies on for remote control; in any case, it's not any matter or energy that she can sense.

This is used to disguise it as some kind of sword control technique, so it shouldn't be seen through at a glance, and it still has a certain degree of lethality.

Such sword control technique is actually far less powerful than his Nine Nether Seal, which he has used for thousands of years, but it is better for showing off.

She had long awaited this style of painting: flowing white robes and whistling swords.

Besides, the situation in this world is uncertain. If you rashly expose your Absorption Technique and are mistaken for a heretic by a powerful cultivator passing by, you'll be killed with a single sword strike, and you'll have nowhere to turn to cry.

Before confirming one's invincibility, it is necessary to use an arc-shaped trajectory to pretend to be a righteous cultivator and impersonate a swordsman using sword control techniques.

She immediately picked up a jade comb from the dressing table and tried to activate its arc-shaped trajectory.

She tossed the jade comb into the air and activated her power at the same time.