2025-12-21 17:30:57Artur stared at the crystal vial in his hand. The liquid inside swirled slowly, emitting a soft light that seemed to whisper of ancient power and unimaginable pain. Beside him, on the bed, Ayu watched him anxiously, the thin hotel blanket pulled up to her chest.
“Are you sure you want to do this now?” Ayu asked, her voice trembling. “That woman… Alice… she said it would be excruciating.”
Artur turned, looking at Ayu’s pale face. He offered a thin smile, one that didn’t reach his eyes, which now gleamed with steely resolve. “Pain is relative, Ayu. Being humiliated and weak is far more painful. I won’t go back to that.”
Without further hesitation, he uncorked the crystal stopper. A strange aroma—a mix of ozone after a thunderstorm and a fragrance of flowers unknown to Earth—wafted into the air. He downed the entire contents of the vial in a sin
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Chapter 45: Mr. Fool's Aid and the Companion Goddesses
The tear appeared silently, like a thin crack in the celestial mirror. Initially only palm-sized, it quickly widened into a swirling portal, emitting a soft, soothing emerald green light—the total antithesis of Cupetong's chaotic and malevolent black portal.The scent of pine forest after rain and the sweet fragrance of elderflower suddenly wafted from the portal, sweeping away the smell of sulfur and blood on the battlefield. For a moment, both demons and cultivators stopped fighting, looking up at the beautiful yet strange anomaly."What... what in the hell is this now?!" Cupetong snarled, his fiery red eyes narrowing with suspicion. He could feel the energy emanating from the portal—energy that was ancient, pure, and powerful. The energy of gods.From within the green light, three figures leaped out.They landed lightly in the middle of the ruined battlefield, between the kneeling Artu
Chapter 44: The Collapse of the Alliance
Pale golden Immortal blood dripped from Artur's lips, pooling on the cracked earth beneath him. Every breath was a painful struggle, the shards of his shattered ribs threatening to puncture his lungs. The world around him spun into a blurry vortex of gray and red. The sounds of battle—screams, explosions, demonic roars—were distant and muffled, as if coming from behind a thick wall of water.He had lost.Not just a loss in a duel. This was absolute defeat. Total annihilation where every ounce of strength, every strategy, every drop of courage he had mustered was merely a joke to an enemy whose level was impossibly far above his own.*I… am weak…*That thought, the poison he hated most, crept back into his fading consciousness. The shadow of his skinny, battered self in the narrow alley haunted him again, laughing at him. *See?* the shadow whispered. *No matter how strong you
Chapter 43: The Might of Demon Warlord Cupetong
Chaos was music to Cupetong. From his high throne, he watched the symphony of destruction he had created with the satisfaction of a maestro. The screams of cultivators, the clang of broken swords, and the desperate explosions of spells combined into a beautiful melody in his ears."Look at them," he muttered to himself. "Ants daring to challenge the heavens. It is beautiful when they are crushed."His eyes then fixed on one anomaly in the middle of his masterpiece. A golden vortex behind his troop lines. Artur.The Demon Warlord watched with cold interest as the 'little Immortal' slaughtered hundreds of his demon soldiers with brutal efficiency. Every movement was fast, deadly, and without hesitation. There was a cruelty in his fighting style that reminded Cupetong of his master, Emperor Valir."You are indeed different from the rest," Cupetong said softly. "Perhaps you are worthy of my personal atte
Chapter 42: Duel at the Gate of Calamity
The tsunami of darkness slammed into their three-layered shield with the force of a raging ocean. The screams of thousands of souls trapped within the demonic energy scraped eardrums and tore at sanity.CRACK!The outermost layer of the shield—Ling Ling's gigantic white lotus petal—creaked violently like shattering glass. The woman's face was pale, a drop of blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. In the second layer, Ayu's dark blue energy shield flickered wildly, her military discipline struggling against pure chaos."I can't hold it much longer!" Ling Ling shouted through their mental link, her voice strained. "The energy is too corrosive!"Artur, who was the core of the defense formation, snarled. His *Aura of the Golden Dragon*, which formed the innermost layer, felt like it was being simultaneously burned and frozen. He looked down at his troops. Hundreds, perhaps thousands of
Chapter 41: The Demonic Line of Defense
The initially hesitant cheers now exploded from the ranks of the White Alliance. They had just witnessed their Grand Commander, alone, slaughter a Demon General right before the enemy gates. Hope, a dangerous emotion that had been nearly extinguished, now flared up like a dry prairie fire."HE DID IT!" shouted a young disciple from the Jade Cloud Sect, his sword raised high in the air."LONG LIVE GRAND COMMANDER ARTUR!" another echoed.Ling Ling and Ayu, who had been holding their breath, finally exhaled in relief, though only for a moment. "He's insane," Ling Ling whispered, her hand clutching her chest, her heart still pounding. "But he did it.""He's hurt, Sect Leader Ling," Ayu said, her sharp eyes not missing the black blood Artur coughed up. "Victory comes at a price."Before the demonic gates, Artur forced himself to stand. Every breath felt like inhaling shards of glass,
Chapter 40: The Grand Commander's Lineup
Dawn broke over Lotus Mountain, not with the warmth of the morning sun, but with the cold aura of freshly sharpened steel. On the main training ground—the same place where Artur had proven his strength days ago—thousands of cultivators stood in tight formation. A tense silence enveloped them, broken only by the soft roar of the wind and the occasional clinking of armor rubbing together.They were a combination of all the White Alliance sects. The Sky Sword Sect in their sky-blue robes, the Jade Cloud Sect in pristine white robes, the Tranquil Water Sect in moss-green attire, and dozens of other smaller sects, all standing shoulder-to-shoulder under the banner of the Lotus Flower Sect. Their faces were pale, most of them very young. In their eyes, a mixture of deep fear and forced determination shone. They knew what awaited them. They knew they most likely would not see the next dawn.In front of the restless ranks, on a raised st
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