Qin Xiao's arrival instantly drew the gaze of everyone present.
"Your... Your Majesty!"
A group of palace maids fell to their knees, trembling violently.
"We have disturbed Your Majesty! Please punish us!"
Such was imperial power—the absolute authority of the emperor, reigning supreme above all.
Even though Qin Rumeng was the one stirring up trouble, these palace maids could only swallow their grievances in silence, fully aware they still might face punishment from Qin Xiao.
The few maids whose flesh had been torn open by the whip frantically kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Qin Xiao's gaze swept over them. Crisscrossing whip marks covered their bodies, leaving them drenched in blood—a truly gruesome sight.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a bone-chilling killing intent made everyone present shudder in fear!
"Causing a scene before the palace hall and bullying My people... Are you looking for death?"
Startled, Qin Rumeng met Qin Xiao's gaze. She jumped in fright and involuntarily stumbled two steps back.
Those eyes were utterly terrifying!
Cold and ruthless, brimming with endless killing intent and brutality!
However, that look vanished in a flash.
Qin Rumeng thought she must have been seeing things.
But upon feeling a dampness between her legs, her previous fear instantly morphed into extreme humiliation and fury!
"Qin Xiao!"
Her shrill voice suddenly spiked, piercing the night sky.
She had wet herself!
She had actually been scared into wetting herself by Qin Xiao!
An unprecedented rage boiled within her chest. With bloodshot eyes, Qin Rumeng glared viciously at Qin Xiao.
"Qin Xiao! How dare you glare at me? You've grown a lot of nerve!"
She practically roared those words.
The long purple whip in her hand cracked through the air, coiling like a venomous snake. If Qin Xiao's response displeased her in the slightest, the whip would strike him in the very next second.
"A wild dog from the countryside will never be presentable, even if he becomes the emperor! To think you would yell at me over a bunch of lowly servants!"
"Qin Xiao, I will give you one chance. Kneel down and apologize, and I will let bygones be bygones!"
"Otherwise..."
Crack!
The long purple whip transformed into a streak of purple light, brushing right past Qin Xiao's cheek before striking the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Seeing that Qin Xiao didn't even try to dodge, a smug smirk crept onto Qin Rumeng's lips.
Qin Xiao remained silent as a system notification chimed in his mind.
Ding! Congratulations to the Host for triggering a Divine Imperial Choice!
Option One: Kneel down and apologize, adopting a lowly posture to beg for Qin Rumeng's forgiveness. Reward Title: The Most Useless Emperor in History!
Option Two: How dare she provoke Us and beat Our palace maids? Strike back with a heavy fist to uphold imperial dignity! Reward: Supreme Heavenly Emperor Technique!
Qin Xiao chose the second option without a moment's hesitation.
Compared to apologizing, he much preferred letting his fists do the talking!
A wave of anticipation coursed through Qin Xiao's body, and his massive, sandbag-sized fists were already itching for action!
The surrounding atmosphere was terrifyingly silent!
Everyone was waiting for Qin Xiao to bow his head.
Because that was how it usually played out.
As long as Qin Xiao lowered his head, knelt down to apologize, and offered up rare treasures, the matter would be resolved.
Off to the side.
The soldiers and generals standing behind Qin Xiao all wore extremely grim expressions.
Lu Fengxian's face was brimming with murderous intent, and the hand gripping his Sky Piercer Halberd trembled slightly.
He was simply waiting for a single word from Qin Xiao.
With just one command, he would instantly sever Qin Rumeng's head from her shoulders!
Jia Xu frowned, a flash of deep disgust passing through his eyes.
"So this is the family of the King of Qin? Greedy, selfish, and utterly ignorant!"
"Instead of currying favor with a world-renowned Great General like the King of Qin, they suppress him at every turn!"
He had long heard rumors that Qin Xiao led a miserable life at home.
Seeing it now, the reality was even worse than the rumors suggested.
This wasn't just suppression; they were clearly trying to torment Qin Xiao to death!
However, this was Qin Xiao's family affair, and it was not his place as a subordinate to intervene.
"I just hope the King of Qin won't be blinded by these meaningless familial ties..."
Jia Xu sighed, a look of deep concern surfacing in his eyes.
If Qin Xiao were to yield and apologize at this moment, he would become the greatest laughingstock of an emperor in the entire world!
"Qin Xiao! What is the meaning of this? The Second Princess is speaking to you!"
Before Qin Rumeng could say anything else, her maidservant, Xiaoye, who was standing nearby, couldn't hold back and loudly reprimanded him.
Standing with her hands on her hips and her head held high, she barked in a bossy, arrogant tone:
"Hurry up and kneel down to apologize to the Second Princess! Otherwise, Her Highness will never forgive you..."
But before she could finish her sentence.
"Urgh!"
Xiaoye cried out in pain as her toes left the ground.
An afterimage had flashed before everyone's eyes, moving at an unimaginable speed.
Qin Xiao was now lifting her by the neck with a single hand, his fingers slowly tightening their grip.
"Cough... cough, cough..."
Xiaoye struggled desperately, clawing at Qin Xiao's hand in a futile attempt to pry it open.
"What's this? A lowly servant actually dares to threaten Us?"
"Who gave you the audacity!"
Qin Xiao's eyes gradually turned a bloodthirsty crimson as his grip tightened.
Crack! Crack!
The sickening sound of bones fracturing filled the air!
Xiaoye's face turned completely purple. Her eyes rolled back into her head as sheer panic consumed her.
"Second Princess, help! Second Princess, save me! Sob..."
Never in her wildest dreams did she expect that Qin Xiao, the man who used to let everyone walk all over him, would suddenly become so utterly terrifying!
"Qin Xiao! How dare you!"
Qin Rumeng finally snapped out of her daze. She lashed her purple whip viciously at Qin Xiao's face, attempting to stop him.
"Hmph!"
Qin Xiao scoffed coldly and effortlessly caught the whip with his free hand.
He completely ignored Qin Rumeng. Instead, he looked down at Xiaoye with absolute contempt.
"A lowly palace maid guilty of treason and insulting her sovereign... The penalty is the execution of your entire nine familial clans!"
"But don't worry. Very soon, your parents, brothers, and sisters will all be sent down to keep you company!"
Xiaoye was scared out of her wits. Her eyes widened to their limits, staring at Qin Xiao in pure horror. She wanted to beg for mercy but couldn't articulate a single word, only managing to let out muffled whimpers.
"Sob... No... Please don't... I beg you..."
Tears streamed down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string.
A tidal wave of regret consumed her heart, making her wish she could viciously slap herself!
How could she have been so incredibly stupid!
To actually act so arrogantly and domineeringly right in front of Qin Xiao!
Not only was she going to die, but she had also dragged her entire family down with her!
But unfortunately for her, there was no cure for regret in this world.
Without a shred of hesitation, Qin Xiao snapped Xiaoye's neck. Then, like tossing out a piece of trash, he casually flung her body aside.
Thud!
Xiaoye hit the ground heavily, entirely devoid of life.
Qin Rumeng's eyes went wide as her eye sockets instantly turned red. Tears rolled down her face as she shrieked:
"Sob! Qin Xiao! You... why did you kill her? Why?! Don't you know she was my personal maid? She grew up with me since we were children; we were like sisters!"
"And yet you killed her! I will never forgive you even if I die!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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."
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.
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.”
