"This is Miss Luo Lun; she fell from the sky," Lianna introduced her to Joli.
"Oh..." Joli scratched his head. "Hello, Miss Luo Lun. I am Joli."
Then, Joli slowly raised his head and looked at the hole in the roof that Luo Lun had smashed through last night.
Thump, thump, thump—
Yorid was on the roof, lifting his hammer again and again, making simple repairs with wooden boards.
Stare—
Luo Lun's gaze was fixed tightly on Joli. From him, she sensed an aura that stung like a sharp sword.
This guy was far from ordinary.
Although he looked perfectly ordinary and completely defenseless, it felt as if a longsword could be drawn from its sheath at any moment.
"What's wrong, Miss Luo Lun? Is there dirt on my face?" Being stared at continuously, Yorid seemed a bit unaccustomed to it.
"N-No... it's nothing. Please excuse my rudeness." Luo Lun withdrew her gaze.
"Still, this is really terrible. To think Miss Luo Lun actually fell from Karanris and smashed a hole in the roof..." Joli murmured. "What exactly happened?"
"Ahem... I got drunk while I was up there and accidentally fell off." Luo Lun turned her head away and scratched her cheek with a finger.
Mo Lini's eyes widened. How could anyone believe such an excuse? Besides, Luo Lun had said it herself last night, something about her own blood and other people's blood...
"Ah, no wonder. Drinking really does tend to ruin things," Joli nodded in deep agreement.
He had heard that Aunt Liana was also prone to doing bad things after getting drunk.
"Miss Luo Lun, as an ordinary girl, you should try to drink less when you're out. If you run into bad people with ulterior motives, you'll be done for," Joli advised earnestly.
"U-Understood," Luo Lun replied, feeling a bit at a loss.
She was the leader of the Blood Pact. In this man's eyes, was her strength really that weak? What a terrifying guy.
Mo Lini rolled her eyes on the side.
Someone who could fall from a tree hundreds of meters high and remain completely unscathed... she didn't think such a person was an "ordinary girl."
However, Mo Lini was already used to Joli's frequent lack of common sense and his dense nature.
"Joli! I'm out of nails, help me send some up," Yorid shouted from the roof.
"Oh, okay, Father." Joli walked into the house, grabbed a handful of nails, and then with a light leap, jumped onto the roof.
Luo Lun's pupils shrank slightly.
The others, however, didn't make much of a fuss over it.
"Um... well, I will pay for the damages to the house," Luo Lun said somewhat embarrassedly as she watched the two men working hard on the roof.
Mo Lini shook her head.
"No... is compensation not needed?"
"No, it's useless to tell me. We're just staying here temporarily... You'll have to wait for Liana to come back," Mo Lini said solemnly.
"Oh..." Luo Lun didn't expect that to be the reason.
Lianna had already started practicing her archery at the shooting range... Though calling it a shooting range was a stretch; it was actually just the large empty clearing by the entrance, and the few targets there had just been made by Yorid.
Mo Lini asked casually, "Miss Luo Lun, you're human, right? What brings you to the Elven territory?"
"Traveling," Luo Lun replied without hesitation.
It was the absolute truth. After resolving her issues, she had indeed planned to have a good time exploring the area.
But then she ended up running into this kind of situation.
"Miss Mo Lini, are you also here traveling?"
"Strictly speaking, we are adventurers," Mo Lini said with a serious face. "I am also a member of an adventuring party."
Even if she was just the mascot.
"Is that so?" Luo Lun couldn't help but chuckle. In her eyes, given Mo Lini's strength, how could she possibly be an adventurer? The slime on her head was stronger than her...
Wait a minute, were ordinary slimes this strong? It was already stronger than most mid-tier monsters.
Luo Lun couldn't help but take another look at Little Lan on Mo Lini's head.
The two little things were really cute.
Luo Lun couldn't resist poking Mo Lini's cheek, then immediately realized what she did. "Ah, sorry."
Mo Lini's gaze turned odd. Why did she feel like this person was just like Liana?
"And what about your teammates?" Luo Lun was somewhat curious about what kind of people Mo Lini's teammates were to actually bring such a girl on adventures.
"Mr. Xia Lun and the others went out. They should be back soon." Mo Lini wasn't entirely sure either, as Xia Lun had been gone for several days now. "Mr. Musen is also a teammate, but he usually doesn't come out to move around."
Luo Lun was a bit surprised that Mo Lini would just casually spill all her party's information.
This made her even more curious about what kind of party would be willing to bring along such a harmless member.
"Ah, Mr. Xia Lun is back." Seeing two figures linking arms and gradually approaching from a distance, Mo Lini eagerly trotted over to welcome them, carrying Little Lan on her head.
Those two were Mo Lini's teammates?
Luo Lun's gaze rested on them briefly.
Hmm, they looked perfectly ordinary... No, they looked quite extraordinary. With such outstanding appearances, a couple like them would definitely be the center of attention walking down the street.
But Luo Lun didn't sense any particularly strong aura from them.
Refusing to believe it, a trace of doubt rose in Luo Lun's heart. Adventuring wasn't playing house. If they didn't have the ability to protect themselves, how did this party make it to the Elven Forest?
Luo Lun slowly closed her eyes and pushed her perception to the absolute maximum.
There was nothing unusual at all. Those two seemed to be just ordinary people with nothing but good looks.
But just as she was about to give up, she detected an extremely faint and incredibly bizarre aura.
That aura...
Suddenly, Luo Lun snapped her eyes open as if she had caught a glimpse of a corner of an indescribable nightmare. All the color instantly drained from her face, and her internal organs felt as though they were being tightly gripped by something. She began to pant heavily. Immediately after, accompanied by an intense wave of nausea, she bent over, propped her hands on the ground, and started to throw up.
That was... what on earth was that thing?
Luo Lun only felt a wave of dizziness, as if she were trapped in a terrifying nightmare.
What had she sensed? A mere wisp of aura inadvertently leaked by the other party had instantly given her a feeling of impending death.
Luo Lun even began to doubt whether this was reality... Had she inadvertently been dragged into some kind of illusion?
"Are you alright?"
Luo Lun slowly looked up. The man named Xia Lun was holding his hand out to her, his voice filled with concern.
Luo Lun instinctively wanted to grasp his hand, but she stopped herself just in time... Her sharp intuition told her that if she did, something very bad might happen.
"I... I can stand up." Luo Lun declined Xia Lun's good intentions and forced herself to stand, her legs trembling slightly.
Aina withdrew her gaze from her.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
