Starving, barely clothed, and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.
Such was the helplessness and agony of the common folk in times of chaos.
Cui Hao swept his cold gaze over everyone.
"Just a bunch of lowly peasants. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know your place!"
"Men! Kill them!"
With a cold shout, dozens of guards stepped forward with drawn swords.
The commoners trembled, their hearts sinking into absolute despair.
Slash!
"Help!"
The people wailed miserably.
They turned and fled for their lives.
But how could they outrun a group of highly trained guards?
Blood sprayed as heads rolled across the ground in droves!
Pillars of boiling blood spouted like fountains onto the earth, kicking up the dirt.
Cries shook the heavens and the earth, and the peasants' pleas for mercy were endless.
In the blink of an eye, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river.
Walking through the blood, Cui Hao's face remained expressionless. To him, this slaughter was like crushing a colony of ants.
The young nobles from the great families, however, curled their lips into smiles, their eyes flashing with cruel satisfaction.
They cared nothing for the lives of the innocent beneath their feet!
Cui Hao toyed with a bloodstained sword hilt, a cruel smile on his face.
His icy gaze swept toward the commoners.
His look was like a sharp sword forged of ice.
Wherever his eyes landed, the people shrank back, trembling uncontrollably.
"I will give you one more hour to live."
"If Qin Xiao doesn't show up by then, I'll have no choice but to eat meat!"
His eyes were freezing cold, filled with a sinister murderous intent!
The commoners were terrified.
They looked at Cui Hao as if he were a demon, their bodies shaking, their eyes filled with fear and begging.
But the group of noble scions cheered, boiling with excitement.
"Good! We should have done this long ago!"
"We haven't eaten meat in days!"
Their eyes were bright with excitement and greed as they sized up the women and children present.
Cui Hao laughed as well, his smile cruel and wicked.
Having executed dozens of people to establish his dominance, he turned around in satisfaction, flicked his sleeves, and sat down on a grand armchair.
His gaze was disdainful and amused.
"When Qin Xiao arrives in a moment, you all know what to do, right?"
As soon as he spoke.
The surrounding noble families and local tyrants echoed in agreement.
"Of course we'll make him hand over the wealth that belongs to our noble families!"
"If Qin Xiao dares to refuse, he will be committing an offense against the whole world!"
"When he gets here, we must make him kneel and offer our treasures back with both hands!"
The members of the noble families wore expressions of arrogance, puffing out their chests with haughty pride.
They looked as though Qin Xiao was already in the palm of their hands, entirely at their mercy!
Smug and complacent, Cui Hao picked up his teacup, the corners of his mouth turning up.
He even pictured the scene of Qin Xiao bowing his head subserviently, begging the noble families for forgiveness.
"For me to personally come out to greet him is a blessing Qin Xiao must have earned in his past lives!"
His gaze swept contemptuously over the wretched commoners, his posture arrogant to the extreme.
A moment later.
The distant ground suddenly began to tremble, and the thunderous sound of hooves echoed across the wilderness.
At the end of the horizon, a black line appeared, cutting across the vast landscape.
The man leading them had black hair fluttering in the wind, his aura as powerful as a soaring rainbow!
Seeing this, the corners of Cui Hao's eyes twitched slightly.
A cold sneer flashed through his eyes. As Qin Xiao and his party drew near, Cui Hao put on airs and looked down at them.
"Qin Xiao, do you know your crimes!"
His shout exploded like a clap of thunder.
The commoners' hearts chilled with fear.
The tide-like cavalry suddenly halted. The men behind Qin Xiao all stared at Cui Hao, displaying neither joy nor sorrow.
It was like gods looking down upon ants!
Sitting tall on his horse, Qin Xiao's dark, cold eyes lightly swept over Cui Hao and his group.
He didn't speak a single word, showing no anger or resentment, projecting an inviolable majesty.
His calm, unflinching eyes clashed with Cui Hao's cold glare.
Cui Hao's heart skipped a beat, and a hint of chill actually rose within him!
The atmosphere in the crowd suddenly froze, but it was quickly suppressed. A fierce light glinted in Cui Hao's eyes as he said coldly:
"Without my orders, Qin Xiao, you dare lead an army into the city? What is your intention? Do you have no respect for our noble families at all!"
His booming voice echoed in all directions.
The members of the various noble families glared coldly at Qin Xiao, all wearing hostile expressions.
Qin Xiao's figure shifted.
Holding the reins with one hand, he stepped down from his horse, calm and unhurried.
He stood as steady as a towering mountain beneath his feet.
His bloodstained battle robe fluttered in the wind, revealing an arrogant posture that looked down upon the entire world!
Seeing this, Cui Hao narrowed his eyes, his tone suddenly turning freezing cold:
"Qin Xiao, I am asking you a question. Why do you not answer?"
Qin Xiao merely lowered his eyes to look at the city full of commoners, dressed in rags and looking malnourished.
And the large iron cauldrons set up nearby, along with the bound women and children.
Qin Xiao's gaze suddenly turned icy. The anger within his body surged out like an erupting volcano, and a fierce light shot from the depths of his eyes!
"You noble families... truly deserve a thousand deaths!"
Qin Xiao's voice, as cold as ice, carried a chilling murderous intent that pierced straight into everyone's hearts.
A chill ran down Cui Hao's spine and his heart trembled. A flash of anger swept through his eyes, and his momentary fear instantly transformed into towering rage, flaring up in a second!
Staring coldly at Qin Xiao, he spoke slowly, "Qin Xiao, do you really think there is no one in our noble families who can put you in your place?"
Behind him, the scions of the noble families also rose in indignation. Swords and sabers were drawn from their sheaths, their grim intentions speaking for themselves.
"We didn't even blame you for not coming to save us, and yet you dare to blame us first!"
Cui Hao pointed at Qin Xiao and shouted harshly!
"You could clearly defeat Temujin, so why didn't you come to save us!"
"We are the great noble families! Do you know how many of our youths we lost?"
"This is all your fault! You caused all of this!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
