The Male Lead Falls into Demonic Depravity

"I told you, I would kill you."

The clear, cold voice sounded like a blade slicing through ice and snow. Outside, torrential rain poured down, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and lightning tore through the gloomy heavens. On the ground, corpses lay scattered everywhere, blood mixing with rainwater to turn thick, black, and foul-smelling.

Mo Zhu walked slowly through the pools of blood, taking leisurely steps. He arrived beneath the Sisha Monument, slightly raising his chin, his cold eyes staring at the woman bound by the Soul-Slaying Nails.

The woman's long hair hung loose, her head slumped. Crimson blood dripped down drop by drop, her dark red robes already matted with blood. Hearing Mo Zhu's words, she struggled to raise her head, her gaze gloomy, her voice raspy: "You... wretched creature."

Mo Zhu did not show any anger; the youth merely looked at her with an indifferent gaze.

"You should have died long ago."

Countless Soul-Slaying Nails shone brilliantly, illuminating the dark expanse of the Sisha Realm. The pressure from that light was enough to level a hundred miles around.

Immortal Venerable Zhuoyu's soul was scattered.

Mo Zhu retreated to the edge of the Sisha Realm. He closed his eyes and sighed softly.

Then, he leaned backward and fell into the Demon Abyss.

He fell into demonic depravity.

Thus ended the main text of "Chang Qiu."

As the dry system voice finished reading the final line, Yu Zhiling let out a forced smile.

"Is this... the novel I transmigrated into? So the author didn't even bother to write an epilogue to save the ending?"

The system replied coldly: [Indeed.]

Yu Zhiling had nothing more to say.

Voices drifted in from outside.

"Immortal Venerable..."

"Presumptuous! Immortal Venerable Zhuoyu is in seclusion, who dares to intrude!"

The argument outside quickly subsided, as they seemingly feared disturbing the person inside the cave abode.

Meanwhile, inside the cave abode, Yu Zhiling sat in a daze, her mind in utter chaos.

Just a second ago, she was in the modern world, planning to go for a medical checkup next week. Who would have thought that simply putting on a bracelet would transport her here in the very next second?

She sat there for a long time, trying to wake up from this dream. But before her eyes, the merit system was displayed in her mind, the spiritual fire from the night-luminescent pearl flickered in the cave abode, and the hibiscus-colored robe she wore—all reminded her that this was absolutely not a dream.

[Host, please begin the mission.]

Yu Zhiling told it to scram.

The system did not scram, but it fell silent.

If heaven gave her another chance, she would never touch this male-protagonist power-fantasy novel "Chang Qiu."

Why "half a book"? Because only the first half of "Chang Qiu" was satisfying to read: The male lead, Mo Zhu, originally suffered endless oppression and torture from his villainous Master, even having his tendons and skin ripped away, enduring all kinds of suffering. Yet he remained unyielding, learning the Dao on his own, adventuring and battling across various places, stepping into the immortal path step by step, and harvesting countless fortuitous encounters.

It could be called a climax that left readers extremely thrilled. The comment section was incredibly lively, eagerly anticipating the peak moment mentioned in the synopsis: Mo Zhu would betray the Yingshan Sect, kill his villainous Master, transcend his tribulation, ascend to the peak of the righteous path, and gradually become the hegemon of Zhongzhou.

But when the plot reached its climax, the author completely ruined the character design!

With Mo Zhu's cold and taciturn personality, although he was quiet and aloof, he was certainly not a mindless slaughterer.

The others in the Yingshan Sect did not treat him poorly; they even treated him quite well, and the newly initiated disciples were even more innocent. Yet the original work wrote this segment:

"The heavy rain poured down as Mo Zhu left the Yingshan Sect, clutching his sword. He stepped past each moss-covered stone step, blood flowing down with the rainwater, staining the youth's clean robes red. Behind him, within the Yingshan Sect, corpses lay scattered everywhere."

Upon reading this, the comment section went into an uproar:

[No way! The Yingshan Sect didn't harm him, so what about the newly initiated disciples?]

[Mo Zhu is the male lead, how could he become such a ruthless killer? Give me back the Mo Zhu I know!]

[Author, come out and explain yourself.]

Some readers guessed this was a trap set by the author, and Yu Zhiling thought so too, but just a few chapters later, the author gave her a harsh slap in the face. After wiping out the Yingshan Sect, Mo Zhu lại truy sát Trạc Ngọc Tiên Tôn, sư tôn phản diện của y. Theo lẽ thường, sau khi giết được sư tôn, y đáng lẽ phải đi tiếp trên con đường chính đạo, nhưng không, y lại chọn nhảy xuống Ma Uyên, nhập ma, từ bỏ con đường tiên đạo vĩnh viễn.