The Qilin Horse stuck out its tongue and licked Qin Xiao's boots, rubbing its furry head against his chest in an intimate manner.
"Little Qilin, stop being naughty."
Qin Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint smile on his lips, and gently stroked the Qilin Horse's head.
Man and horse interacted affectionately.
Lu Fengxian watched this scene with eyes shining like lightbulbs, drooling all over the ground.
"This horse... is an absolutely peerless steed!"
He was already beginning to fantasize about the thrill of riding the Qilin Horse and slaughtering his enemies in all directions.
Military generals might not be interested in many things, but they had a unique passion for mounts and weapons.
Off to the side, the Red Hare saw its master looking at another horse.
That deeply affectionate look made the Red Hare feel extremely wronged, and a trace of resentment flashed in its large eyes.
It was as if it was saying: Bad master, I don't love you anymore. Don't even think about getting into my bed at night!
Not far away, Emperor Qinwu couldn't take his eyes off the Xuanyuan Sword the moment he saw it.
"This is... the legendary Xuanyuan Sword that has been lost for a thousand years!"
His breathing grew heavy.
He took a step forward, wanting to ask Qin Xiao for the Xuanyuan Sword and the exotic beast, the Qilin Horse.
But just as he was about to speak, the words seemed to catch in his throat.
He suddenly remembered that the current Qin Xiao was no longer the Qin Xiao who used to take beatings and scoldings without complaint.
Qin Xiao seemed to sense something and cast a glance at Emperor Qinwu.
Just that single glance sent a chill down Emperor Qinwu's spine.
Qin Xiao ignored Emperor Qinwu. Instead, he closed his eyes and absorbed the Heaven-tier cultivation technique, "One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate."
This move required only a single strike to determine life or death.
In his mind, a tiny figure continuously wielded a sword.
"One sword opens the heavens, supreme through all eternity!"
Obscure and profound sword incantations echoed continuously in Qin Xiao's mind.
Sword energy crisscrossed, its aura overwhelming!
Qin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, a terrifying light bursting from his pupils.
The momentum of this sword strike was enough to split heaven and earth and destroy everything!
"If just killing Shen Han gives such a reward, wouldn't killing Qin Yu take things to an even higher level?"
Qin Xiao could hardly wait to meet Qin Yu.
Qin Yu should be arriving tomorrow.
At that time, an army of half a million would be at the city gates.
But Qin Xiao didn't panic at all; he had already made foolproof preparations!
Moreover...
Qin Xiao swept his gaze over Emperor Qinwu and the others, smiling very mysteriously.
He had kept these people alive until now, and they could finally be of use.
"Lu Fengxian."
"Your general is here!"
Lu Fengxian knelt on one knee and cupped his fists.
Qin Xiao looked at the magnificent hall in front of him and the golden statue of Buddha, issuing a cold command.
"Leave not a single monk alive in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"
"Dig three feet into the ground if you have to, but take away everything of value in the temple!"
He knew very well that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple held many good things.
The gold, silver, and jewels were countless.
"Understood! Your general accepts the order!"
Lu Fengxian bowed respectfully.
Then, he led ten thousand Great Snow Dragon Cavalry and began the looting.
Since the order had been given, there was no need for Qin Xiao to stay any longer.
He turned and left with Jia Xu and the others.
However, right at this moment.
"Qin Xiao!"
A weak female voice came from inside the hall.
A wretched figure stumbled out.
"Qin Xiao, are you here to save me?"
The moment Qin Rushuang saw Qin Xiao, tears flowed uncontrollably.
She knew her brother would definitely come to save her.
When the crowd saw Qin Rushuang, their eyes went blank and their smiles froze.
Was the person before them the Great Qin's Eldest Princess?
At this moment, Qin Rushuang looked exceptionally wretched.
Her clothes were torn to shreds, and her body was covered in twisted bloody scratches and bruises.
Her hair was a mess, and her face was deathly pale. She looked as if she had been ravaged by countless men.
Especially the smell radiating from her, it made people want to vomit upon smelling it.
How was this the aloof and noble Eldest Princess of Great Qin? She clearly looked like a prostitute who had just escaped from the official brothel.
"Shuang'er!"
When Empress Dowager Wen saw Qin Rushuang, her eyes turned red, and she hurried forward to grab her arm.
When she saw the marks of violation on Qin Rushuang, it felt as if the sky had fallen!
She looked at Qin Rushuang with a broken heart, tears falling drop by drop.
"Shuang'er, Mother is here. No one will bully you anymore!"
Qin Rumeng also ran over, hugged Qin Rushuang, and cried:
"Sister, you've suffered!"
Heaven knew what Qin Rushuang had actually been through!
Qin Rushuang looked at her two family members crying their eyes out in front of her.
Under everyone's astonished gazes, she forcefully shoved both of them to the ground.
"Shuang'er, what's wrong? Do you not even recognize your mother?"
Empress Dowager Wen looked bewildered.
In her heart, this daughter had always been obedient and sensible, rarely showing any intention of defying her.
But what was wrong today?
"Has Sister been traumatized?"
Qin Rumeng wiped her tears, feeling even more heartbroken.
Her heart was almost breaking.
"Hehe..."
Qin Rushuang laughed abruptly, intense hatred flashing in her eyes.
"Why are you all pretending to be good people!"
She roared these words with all her strength.
Emperor Qinwu stepped forward, frowning as he scolded, "Shuang'er, Imperial Father knows you've been wronged, but you can't take your anger out on your mother and sister."
"Shen Han, who hurt you, is already dead. I will suppress the matter regarding you so that no one will know. You are still the noble Eldest Princess of Great Qin, and you can still marry into a good family in the future."
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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.
