Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

Meng Yu said with a chuckle, yet his eyes held a hint of dimness.

The moment Little Swallow drew near him, his heart fluttered, he acted on impulse, and he even began to believe that he might just be able to lead a normal life.

Just like Little Swallow's parents, having a warm home, raising a few cats and dogs, living peacefully. Little Swallow would wait for him outside, and he, perhaps under some form of special pardon, could come out early. Then the two of them would live together and have a beautiful future.

A simple yet serene, warm, and happy life.

Last night, perhaps the girl was afraid he'd run away; when they slept, she held his hand, not letting him go. Watching her innocently endearing appearance, and that blissful smile, Meng Yu suddenly understood, how could it be possible?

Having revealed such formidable cultivation, countless people would speculate whether he had some sort of Golden Finger. He didn't mind being alone, but if there was a girl by his side, and they were inseparable...

Those cultivators who had no hope of breaking through perhaps couldn't do anything to him, but Little Swallow wasn't necessarily safe.

He couldn't even ensure his own safety now, what more to mention the other?

With Little Swallow by his side, she wouldn't live more than three years, perhaps not even one. More extremely, it could even involve Little Swallow's family, leading to their death.

The more he valued her, the more danger she faced. Conversely, if he became more passionate or heartless, she would be safer.

Corruption is tenfold stronger... This Golden Finger not only changed his cultivation but also his destiny.

Meng Yu sighed again and wrapped his arm around the waist of the buxom girl beside him, burying his face against her.

"I'm so hurt."

...

In the following days, Meng Yu did not go to see Little Swallow but instead frolicked with other girls. Little Swallow did not come to find Meng Yu either, but before leaving, they met one last time. Meng Yu handed her a book, which contained his insights on sword training.

"Little Swallow, you are a very good girl, I'm sorry, I've let you down," Meng Yu sighed, looking at the girl's ponytail.

She didn't answer Meng Yu, but just kept crying, then threw the handbook into Meng Yu's face and turned away.

During these seven days, Meng Yu could have sought her out at any time, and she was waiting for him, but he didn't. Instead, he indulged himself in the company of other women.

Such feelings are reserved for reminiscence, but alas, I was too fickle at the time.

"Scumbag."

Someone passed by Meng Yu; that was Zhuge Cai Hua.

"Boss Meng."

Someone saluted Meng Yu; that was a student from the competition.

"Meng Yu, I remember you."

Someone said viciously, as Meng Yu had gone too far.

But, what did all this matter to Meng Yu?

In ten, a hundred years, who will still remember whom?

Wisps of fire began to kindle in Meng Yu's heart, the ambition of youth.

"Corruption is tenfold stronger, becoming a demon brings hundredfold strength."

He recited the completion incantation, and as images of his past with Little Swallow flashed before his eyes, a grey lotus seed coalesced within his divine sense.

Ten.

Childhood sweethearts, severing love with a sword, preferring to soar alone to the skies rather than be a part of a loving pair.

Volume One.

Advise thee to cherish thy youth, The End.

...

Look forward to Volume Two, suddenly there's a madman sharpening his knife at night.

Suddenly there's a madman sharpening his knife at night, the imperial star wavers, and Mars ascends. From now on, it is I who turn the world upside down; my fate is controlled by none but myself.

Qi Refinement Practitioner Meng Yu is always right, every single choice, absolutely right... right?

...

"By the way, what's with the anonymous donation to our research on cold-resistant mosquitoes?"

A certain researcher scratched his head in confusion.