"Let's go. We shall go and welcome Qin Xiao."
Shen Han's eyes gleamed with a vicious and ruthless light. His cassock fluttered without any wind, and his overwhelming aura covered the area, shaking the ground until spiderweb-like cracks split open across it.
Clatter!
Inside and outside the courtyard.
Three thousand bare-chested monks with bronzed skin stood expressionless, gripping demon-subduing staffs. They exuded a murderous aura.
Standing on the steps, Shen Han looked down at his disciples, a gratified smile curling the corners of his mouth.
After fighting Qin Rushuang, these three thousand men had all experienced a massive improvement in their strength.
By combining into a military formation, they could briefly hold their own against a Supreme Grandmaster!
This was Shen Han's trump card!
Shen Han walked toward the outside of the courtyard. The three thousand monk soldiers followed closely behind, their murderous intent chilling the air, looking like three thousand guardian deities.
.....
"Why are there so many white bones on the back mountain?"
Emperor Qinwu led his people to the back mountain.
In the forests of the back mountain, eerie white bones littered the ground.
Women's clothing hung from the branches, fluttering and dancing in the wind.
The scene was absolutely spine-chilling!
Qin Ruyan stepped on the ground, producing a sharp crack.
She looked down.
It was a shattered skull!
"Ah!"
All color drained from Qin Ruyan's face in terror. She let out a piercing scream, jumped three feet into the air, and retreated frantically to hide behind Emperor Qinwu.
"Imperial Father... so many bones... exactly how many people have died here!"
Her voice was filled with terror and a hint of a sob.
Emperor Qinwu's face darkened. He scanned the surroundings; there were at least a thousand skeletons.
Involuntarily, his fists clenched tight.
He remembered the words Qin Xiao had said.
At first, he hadn't taken them seriously.
Thinking about it now, his scalp went numb!
These monks were so audacious and reckless. What if something happened to his precious daughter?
Empress Dowager Wen looked horrified, covering her mouth with one hand as if she were about to vomit.
"Husband, hurry! Hurry and find Shuang'er. If anything happens to her, I won't live either!"
The unease in her heart grew stronger, her heart trembling precariously.
She dared not imagine what kind of inhumane torture her daughter would suffer if that had truly happened!
At the same time, her resentment toward Qin Xiao deepened.
Why!
Why didn't Qin Xiao say something sooner!
Why didn't Qin Xiao just come straight here instead of wasting time with them!
"Entire army, speed up!"
Emperor Qinwu roared angrily.
He led the fifty thousand imperial guards toward the mountain at top speed.
Running up a mountain was extremely physically draining.
Not to mention that the imperial guards were clad in heavy armor.
They clanked as they ran, panting heavily.
If the fifty-thousand-strong army ran up the mountain, they would likely collapse from exhaustion, losing all combat capability.
But right now, Emperor Qinwu could not care less about that.
His only thought was to protect his daughter.
Meanwhile, Qin Xiao merely led his army at a leisurely pace.
"They were also unfortunate souls. Gather up these remains and bury them."
Qin Xiao sighed as he looked at the bones scattered everywhere.
When he looked up again toward the back mountain of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, his eyes suddenly turned incredibly ruthless!
Today, he was going to flatten this den of thieves!
Half an hour passed.
Emperor Qinwu and Qin Xiao consecutively ascended the mountain and reached the peak.
There was a massive Buddhist hall here.
Surrounded by green shade, the area was flat. The Buddha statues at the entrance were solemn and dignified, exuding an air of compassion.
If one ignored the mountains of white bones at the foot of the hill, this place truly looked like a grand Buddhist temple.
Unfortunately, beneath the Buddha's seat, there had always been demons and monsters, wailing commoners, and corpses littering the ground.
When Empress Dowager Wen and the others saw Qin Xiao leisurely coming up the mountain, they could not help but roll their eyes.
They were panting from exhaustion, their legs numb.
Yet Qin Xiao was acting as if nothing was wrong.
Was Qin Xiao not anxious at all?
Qin Rumeng and Qin Ruyan could not hold back and went up to confront Qin Xiao.
"Come back!"
Emperor Qinwu noticed something was amiss and growled low.
"Are you two looking to die?"
"Imperial Father, how could Qin Xiao possibly kill us!"
Qin Rumeng looked indignant.
"What time is it now? Eldest Sister is in danger at any moment, yet Qin Xiao acts like nothing is wrong! Why should he get to be so relaxed!"
After saying this, she was about to go settle the score with Qin Xiao.
But the moment her eyes met Qin Xiao's, her entire body shuddered!
An icy chill swept through her body, suddenly dropping the temperature of her burning body, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her from head to toe.
That gaze was filled with killing intent!
It was as if, should she say one more word, Qin Xiao would kill her instantly!
For a moment, no one dared to speak up.
Just as everyone was catching their breath.
Clatter.
A series of footsteps rang out.
"Imperial Father, why are you here?"
The voice arrived before the person.
Everyone looked toward the source of the voice.
They saw Shen Han stepping out of the Buddhist hall. Dressed in a glazed golden cassock, he looked imposing, handsome, and elegant.
His face was handsome, and his brow revealed a cold and aloof arrogance.
Seeing the newcomer, Emperor Qinwu flew into a rage.
"You beast! You finally show yourself! You dared to bully my daughter. Kneel down and submit to the law immediately!"
Shen Han remained unmoved, merely sweeping his gaze around.
The fifty thousand imperial guards were covered in sweat and looked utterly exhausted, their bodies bent slightly under the weight of their heavy armor.
Clearly, they were in a state of extreme fatigue and were nothing to fear.
On the contrary, although Qin Xiao's soldiers were full of energy and had high morale, they were all cavalry, which posed little threat in this mountainous forest.
This place was his, Shen Han's, home ground.
It was also the place where he, Shen Han, would lay the foundation for his grand hegemony!
However...
Shen Han's eyes flickered with a dark light.
Before that, he needed to deal with Emperor Qinwu first!
Facing Emperor Qinwu's questioning, Shen Han put on a look of bewilderment and confusion.
"Imperial Father, when have I ever bullied Shuang'er?"
"Shuang'er and I are deeply in love, and I cannot live without her in this life. Marrying Shuang'er is a tremendous blessing. Why would I ever harm Shuang'er?"
His acting was flawless, carrying just the right amount of grievance, leaving everyone present unable to find any flaws.
Even Emperor Qinwu's eyes revealed a hint of hesitation.
What was going on?
This was different from what he had imagined.
Logically speaking, Shen Han should be holding Qin Rushuang hostage.
A massive battle between the two sides should be on the verge of breaking out.
But now, Shen Han came out alone, his attitude humble, his tone aggrieved, and his eyes confused.
He looked exactly like an innocent person!
Qin Rumeng suddenly had an epiphany. Her eyes lit up frighteningly, as if she had discovered the truth.
"Since Brother-in-law is a good person, then there is only one truth!"
"Imperial Father, Imperial Mother, Qin Xiao must have deceived us!"
"We listened to Qin Xiao's one-sided story and wronged Brother-in-law! He promised Sister that they would be together forever; how could he possibly harm her!"
"Those bones covering the ground might all belong to bad people! They don't prove that Brother-in-law wants to harm Sister!"
"From the very beginning, Qin Xiao has been leading us on. Qin Xiao just wants us to break ties with Brother-in-law!"
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'!"
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."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.”
