This intuition was incredibly strong!
Qin Rushuang had relied on her intuition to escape several assassinations in the past!
Now, it had appeared again.
That meant the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was dangerous!
Qin Rushuang's eyes grew vigilant. She took a step back, creating some distance.
Shen Han's brows furrowed imperceptibly, but he quickly returned to his usual aloof demeanor.
"Rushuang, with me here, we will be the only ones for each other in this life. I will protect you for the rest of your life."
The incredibly gentle voice entered Qin Rushuang's ears.
A large hand held Qin Rushuang's hand, causing her heart to skip a beat inexplicably.
She looked up, meeting Shen Han's tender, water-like eyes. Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson, and she shyly lowered her head.
"Mhm..."
She agreed softly.
The corners of Shen Han's mouth curled up slightly as he turned to face the guests.
"Today is my, Shen Han's, wedding. Although I am a disciple of Buddhism and taking refuge in the Buddha means I cannot marry, I deeply love Shuang'er."
"A lifetime with only each other, failing neither the Tathagata nor you..."
His voice echoed through the hall, reaching everyone's ears.
He looked so sincere and earnest.
"Failing neither the Tathagata nor you..."
Qin Rushuang's eyes reddened slightly, and a trace of deep emotion appeared in her gaze toward Shen Han.
This man was truly wonderful to her.
She had fallen in love with him too.
The guests applauded one after another.
Everyone offered their blessings to the beautiful couple.
Among them, Qin Ruyan and Qin Rumeng were moved to tears, crying heavily.
"The Fozi truly loves our eldest sister so much. The two of them will definitely be happy for a lifetime together!"
"Yes! If Qin Xiao hadn't severed their sincere love back then, they would have long been living a fairy-tale life together."
The two of them did not lower their voices when speaking.
Everyone in the audience heard them.
They all felt disgusted by Qin Xiao and felt it was unfair for Shen Han.
But they couldn't say it out loud.
After all, Qin Xiao was the emperor.
The wrath of the Son of Heaven leaves a million corpses in its wake—this was no joke.
Even so, they still felt that Qin Xiao was a ruthless and heartless person!
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Shen Han turned his head and spoke gently to Qin Rushuang.
"Let's enter the bridal chamber."
Qin Rushuang shyly lowered her head and nodded lightly twice.
Surrounded by happiness, she had personally snuffed out the frantically blaring intuition in her heart!
Her lover was so good to her; how could he possibly harm her?
But little did Qin Rushuang know, this path would lead her into a boundless hell!
Shen Han took her to the back mountain.
A palace was built on the back mountain of the temple.
The two entered a Zen room and took their seats.
There were two cups of wine on the table.
"Shuang'er, let's drink the nuptial wine, and then we will enter the bridal chamber."
Shen Han picked up a cup of wine and handed it to Qin Rushuang.
Qin Rushuang nodded obediently, her pretty face flushed red, and took the cup.
The two drained their cups in one gulp.
In less than a moment, Qin Rushuang felt a wave of dizziness hit her.
Her head grew drowsy.
Taking advantage of the situation, Shen Han wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.
Qin Rushuang fell into his arms accordingly.
At this moment, the gentleness on Shen Han's face shattered, revealing his true colors!
"Hahaha! The Nine Yin Profound Vein, I have finally obtained it!"
Shen Han's eyes were cold and filled with madness. He looked at the woman in his arms with ultimate greed and possessiveness!
Inside Qin Rushuang's body was the power he needed.
As long as he fused it into his own body, he could cause his strength to skyrocket!
By then, Qin Xiao would no longer be his match!
He stood up, carrying Qin Rushuang in his arms, and walked out of the Zen room step by step, arriving at a grand hall.
Here, monks were gathered!
They all wore archaic kasayas, held golden alms bowls, wore solemn expressions, and chanted scriptures.
Shen Han carried Qin Rushuang to the center of the hall and placed her on a table.
Then, he stripped off her clothes!
Shen Han turned around, looked at the crowd of monks, and tossed the clothes high into the air.
"Let the sacrifice begin!"
In an instant, all the monks turned their gazes to Qin Rushuang in unison.
The greed in their eyes almost materialized!
Shen Han watched coldly from the side, without a shred of emotion in his heart.
"Qin Xiao, even if you fight your way over, so what?"
"Once the thousands of monks in my temple enhance their strength, why would we fear you?"
Thinking of this, he felt a bit of regret.
If Qin Xiao hadn't arrived so quickly, he really would have wanted to enjoy Qin Rushuang all by himself.
"Hahaha!" Shen Han's laughter was nearly frantic as his hand gently stroked the sword scar between his eyebrows.
"Qin Xiao, for the grudge of this sword strike, I will exact payback from you a thousand times over!"
He even began to look forward to it faintly.
If Qin Xiao saw Qin Rushuang being treated like this, what exactly would happen?
Regret, begging, pain so deep he couldn't breathe?
Or would he go mad with anger?
"Hahaha! Qin Xiao, you have lost in the end! Victory belongs to me alone!"
"Tonight will be your date with death!"
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Shen Han's face. With a wave of his sleeve, he extinguished all the lanterns in the hall and turned to walk toward Qin Rushuang.
.....
Outside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Ten thousand Great Snow Dragon Cavalry had completely surrounded the entire temple!
Gripping their long spears, their expressions were solemn and their gazes sharp.
Every single one of them exuded murderous intent.
"Amitabha. Benefactor, this is a sacred Buddhist ground. Please do not resort to weapons, or the Buddha will send down punishment."
A monk walked up to Qin Xiao, pressing his palms together with a respectful tone.
Qin Xiao sneered and, with a backhanded swing of his sword, slashed the monk's neck.
Blood splattered as the monk's head was severed directly.
"Today, I shall slaughter everyone in this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. I want to see if the Buddha will actually appear!"
"Kill!"
Qin Xiao shouted loudly, and the army of ten thousand charged in like ferocious beasts.
Negotiations? Arrests?
None of that existed!
Today, Qin Xiao was going to turn this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple into a living purgatory!
The main gates of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple were breached.
Wood splinters drifted down like snow!
The guests inside the temple screamed and scattered to hide.
Seeing so many soldiers, they shivered in terror, completely panic-stricken.
"What's the situation? What's going on? Where did these soldiers come from?"
"Isn't today the wedding day of the Fozi and the princess? What on earth do these soldiers think they are doing!"
"Run! Run away quickly!"
The guests fled frantically, running blindly in all directions.
But the entire temple had been completely surrounded; not even a fly could escape.
As for resistance, that was met with killing without mercy!
In less than a moment, everyone was kneeling on the ground like frightened quails, trembling all over.
"Qin Xiao, stop!"
Qin Ruyan and Qin Rumeng stepped forward.
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.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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."
