The faces of the ministers drastically changed, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The number of assassins from the Death God Temple was simply too many!
Cold sweat appeared on everyone's faces, their pupils shrinking rapidly.
Even the elite Imperial Guards, who had been meticulously trained for years, were somewhat overwhelmed, their palms sweating.
In the clash of momentum, they were significantly weaker.
There were at least tens of thousands of assassins before them!
Wait, this was the majestic Imperial Palace.
How could so many assassins barge in?
Were those Imperial Guards just useless?
Wang Yuanyuan burst into arrogant laughter upon seeing the people from the Death God Temple appear.
She approached Qin Xiao step by step.
"Qin Xiao, aren't you very arrogant?"
"Aren't you going to obediently surrender now?"
The look she gave Qin Xiao was full of mockery.
In this situation, shouldn't he be begging for mercy on his knees?
Begging her, Wang Yuanyuan, to spare his life?
"Wang Yuanyuan! You are so bold!"
Qin Xiao's expression remained calm.
He glanced at her coldly.
He raised his hand and slapped her again!
Smack!
A clear slap landed heavily on Wang Yuanyuan's face again.
The bright red palm prints were symmetrical, swollen and unbearable.
The smile on Wang Yuanyuan's face instantly froze, covering her burning cheek.
She widened her eyes in disbelief.
How dare he?
Surrounded by tens of thousands of assassins from the Death God Temple, how dare he strike her like this?
Is he seeking death!
"Ahhh!"
Wang Yuanyuan let out a shrill scream!
"You dare hit me! At death's door, you, Qin Xiao, still dare hit me!"
She looked like a madwoman, staring at Qin Xiao with venomous eyes.
She wished she could pounce on him and bite off a piece of his flesh alive!
"In a moment, I will definitely make you wish you were dead! I will make you regret kneeling on the ground and begging me!"
Wang Yuanyuan screamed hysterically.
Qin Xiao's eyes were cold, turning a deaf ear.
He stood with his hands behind his back, not even looking at her.
His domineering aura and demeanor were fully displayed.
"Dog Emperor! You dare hit me? I want you dead!"
Wang Yuanyuan yelled in exasperation, "Seniors of the Death God Temple, Qin Xiao is right in front of you, kill him, and there will be heavy rewards!"
Her voice was cold, and killing intent surged.
Hearing this order, the thirty thousand assassins finally stopped being silent.
They simultaneously pointed their sharp blades at Qin Xiao!
An invisible murderous aura filled the space, the sword light flashing, the sharpness pressing, making people tremble!
The Imperial Guards around Qin Xiao tightened their expressions, held their breath, and broke out in cold sweat.
The atmosphere on the scene was like a tightened bowstring, ready to snap at any moment!
Qin Xiao's expression remained unchanged, looking down at Wang Yuanyuan from above.
A light of contempt burst from his eyes, and a curve lifted at the corner of his mouth.
Mocking and disdainful!
Meeting Qin Xiao's gaze, Wang Yuanyuan felt an inexplicable chill in her heart.
A fear suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart, rushing straight to the top of her head!
She didn't understand where this absurd thought came from.
Qin Xiao was surrounded by thirty thousand Death God Temple assassins, unable to fend for himself.
Where did his confidence come from?
The surrounding officials looked at this scene with panic on their faces.
Cold sweat seeped from everyone's foreheads.
Wang Yuanyuan shuddered, quickly recovered, and shouted fiercely while inwardly trembling, "Attack! Kill him!"
Hearing this, the hundreds of strongest martial artists of the Death God Temple took the lead, turning into streaks of light and rushing straight towards Qin Xiao!
The rest of the assassins also surged forward like a tide!
"Protect His Majesty!"
"Quick! Protect the Emperor!"
The Imperial Guard soldiers roared one after another, forming a solid shield with their flesh and blood, fearlessly blocking in front of Qin Xiao.
Wang Yuanyuan smiled grimly, waiting for her to chop off Qin Xiao's dog head.
Let's see if he can still maintain this calm and composure then?
However,
A scene that made everyone drop their jaws appeared!
The black-clad assassins who rushed over uniformly knelt at Qin Xiao's feet!
Each of them had a respectful expression, their eyes full of fanaticism.
A deafening shout echoed through the clouds!
"We pay our respects to His Majesty! Long live the Emperor, long live, long long live!"
One person after another knelt and kowtowed, like a landslide and tsunami.
The scene instantly quieted down.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
What's going on?
Qin Xiao looked down on all living beings, overlooking the tens of thousands of assassins at his feet.
His gaze was as deep as an abyss, authoritative without being angry, raising his eyes to the two people in the distance.
The assassins knelt on both sides, leaving a path in the middle.
Scorpio and the Master of the Death God Temple stood side by side, coming to Qin Xiao's front.
The two looked at Qin Xiao excitedly, their eyes slightly red, and without hesitation, they knelt on one knee.
"The Great Qin's Bad People, kowtow to His Majesty!"
"Long live the Emperor, long live, long long live!"
Qin Xiao raised his hand to help Scorpio and the Master of the Death God Temple up, smiling:
"Rise."
Scorpio choked up and said: "Your Majesty, can our Bad People return to Great Qin?"
The Master of the Death God Temple was also full of expectation, "Your Majesty, you couldn't possibly not want us, right?"
The two spoke cautiously, afraid of angering Qin Xiao.
"Hahaha!"
Qin Xiao laughed heartily.
His large hand heavily patted the shoulders of the two.
"Now that Great Qin has stabilized, the Bad People organization officially returns!"
"In the future, my Great Qin will still need you Bad People to supervise the officials and patrol the world!"
The two felt their bodies tremble, shedding tears of excitement, and kowtowed heavily.
"We are willing to go through fire and water for Your Majesty, and die ten thousand deaths without hesitation!"
In the great hall, the ministers present had already dropped their jaws.
Wang Yuanyuan's brain went completely blank with a boom, unable to stand anymore, she staggered backwards.
This scene before her eyes greatly shocked her senses!
Her breathing was rapid, her face pale with terror, and fear overflowed from her eyes.
At this moment, she actually didn't dare to look directly at Qin Xiao anymore!
This man seemed to have transformed into a god before her!
With overwhelming power, invincible!
"Wang Yuanyuan!"
"Is this your trump card?"
Qin Xiao glanced at Wang Yuanyuan indifferently.
His cold gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if it could pierce through people's hearts!
Wang Yuanyuan shuddered violently, endless despair surging in her eyes, and she subconsciously turned to run away.
Qin Xiao's eyelids lifted slightly, issuing a ruthless command:
"Arrest her!"
The Imperial Guards did not dare to neglect, rushing up like hungry wolves pouncing on food, and in two or three moves, they captured Wang Yuanyuan and pinned her to the ground!
"Help!"
"Good sister, save me quickly!"
"You promised me you would help me kill Qin Xiao."
Wang Yuanyuan looked at the female assassin, her eyes full of pleading.
At this moment, everyone looked at the female assassin.
The female assassin's beautiful face was pale, and her whole body trembled.
The cold gazes of the crowd were like needles on her back, as if as long as she said one wrong word, she would be torn to pieces on the spot!
The female assassin gritted her teeth, cutting off ties on the spot.
"Wang Yuanyuan, if you want to seek death, don't drag me down!"
"From now on, we make a clean break, and are no longer sisters!"
"Today you dare to hire me to assassinate His Majesty, tomorrow you will dare to betray me!"
"How great is His Majesty, because of him, our Great Qin has hope, the people can live and work in peace, without His Majesty, it's like there is no sun in the sky, and the West has lost Jerusalem!"
"Great Majesty! Please be sure to accept my loyalty!"
The female assassin knelt on the ground.
Her voice was resonant and powerful.
Hearing these words, Wang Yuanyuan's mouth was wide open.
"You.... you...."
She seemed to have lost all her strength, her whole body collapsed on the ground, shedding tears of regret in despair.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
