...
Qin Ning and the others paid no attention to what was happening outside the banquet hall, nor did they need to.
After what had just transpired, Old Master Cheng and all the guests present could easily guess that Qin Ning's identity must be terrifyingly prominent.
"Young Master Qin, thank you for coming to celebrate this old man's birthday today. I toast this glass of wine to you."
At the banquet, Old Master Cheng also sat at Qin Ning's table, toasting him from time to time.
However, because of his advanced age and poor health, the cup he used was extremely small, and he only drank half a cup each time.
Soon, they had their fill of food and drink.
At sunset, the birthday banquet officially came to an end.
Qin Ning and his companions followed Old Master Cheng back to his home.
Cheng Linhua and his son, Cheng Hao, did not dare to say a word. They followed them all the way into the living room, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
Although Cheng Hao had a good relationship with Lu Peng, fortunately, his hands were relatively clean. He had not engaged in any shady business, which was why he was spared and not dragged into the incident.
Qin Ning and his group sat on the sofa, casually chatting with Old Master Cheng.
Meanwhile, Cheng Linhua and Cheng Hao acted like servants, serving tea and pouring water. They stood obediently to the side, lacking even the courage to sit down.
"Elder Cheng, it's getting late. We won't disturb you any longer today. This is my birthday gift to you."
After chatting for about half an hour, Qin Ning planned to leave.
He took out a wooden box and placed it in front of Old Master Cheng.
"Young Master Qin, this is..."
The old man was slightly taken aback. The box looked antique, giving off a rustic yet luxurious feel.
An antique?
"Grandpa, this is a divine medicine. Your health has always been poor, so hurry up and eat it," Cheng Weiyang, who was standing nearby, spoke up.
"Divine medicine?"
Hearing this, the old man was slightly stunned. Cheng Linhua and his son Cheng Hao, who were standing obediently to the side, were also completely bewildered.
"You will know its exact effects once you consume it."
Cheng Weiyang smiled and did not explain too much. Instead, she helped him gently open the wooden box and took out the divine medicine inside.
"Alright, then I will give it a try."
The old man said with a chuckle. Although he was doubtful and did not believe there was such a thing as a divine medicine in this world, his own granddaughter certainly would not harm him, right?
Without overthinking it, he directly placed the pill into his mouth.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the old man swallowed the pill.
After only a few seconds had passed, he felt the changes occurring within his body.
It was as if all the illnesses and injuries his body had accumulated over the years vanished into thin air at that very moment. The uncomfortable feelings of the past were completely gone.
They were replaced by a refreshing and invigorating sensation, as if he had grown more than ten years younger.
"This, this, this..."
To the side, Cheng Linhua and his son Cheng Hao stared in absolute dumbfoundment.
From their perspective, the old man's appearance underwent a drastic change in just a few short seconds.
Not only did the wrinkles on his face disappear, but he also looked as if he had reverted to his fifties.
His originally snow-white hair had now turned black.
How could this be possible?
Such a thing completely exceeded their understanding of common sense.
Obviously, this was something only seen in fantasy and magical movies or television shows.
At this point, they finally understood why Qin Ning possessed such immense power and influence.
...
Downstairs, in the residential complex, Qin Ning brought Qin Fei and the others outside.
Behind them, Old Master Cheng and his family had escorted them all the way here.
"Grandpa, you do not need to see us off any further. Hurry upstairs and rest."
Cheng Weiyang turned around and continued, "Dad, Mom, we will be heading back first. Stay with Grandpa for a couple more days. When you have time in the future, bring Grandpa to Liu City to visit me."
"Alright."
Mother Cheng nodded with a smile. "Definitely next time."
"Young Master Qin, Weiyang, is your car arranged? Do you need me to..."
At this time, Uncle Cheng Linhua stepped forward with an ingratiating look.
But Cheng Weiyang just glanced at him without saying a word.
"Elder Cheng, Uncle, Auntie, we will be taking our leave now." Qin Ning smiled and, after bidding them farewell, immediately took to the sky with Qin Fei, Cheng Weiyang, and the others, instantly vanishing into the distant void.
"This, this, this..."
Staring in the direction they had flown off, everyone present was dumbfounded with shock.
This included Father Cheng and Mother Cheng.
Although they already knew that Qin Ning's methods were beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
They had never expected that he could actually do something like this.
...
Around seven o'clock in the evening.
Qin Ning brought everyone back to the villa in Liu City.
While sitting on the sofa in the living room and watching TV with them for a while, Qin Ning suddenly spoke up, "Tomorrow, I might have to go on a long trip."
"Where to?" Qin Fei was taken aback and asked curiously.
Moreover, for someone like Qin Ning, going out should not really count as a long trip.
"Qin Ning, are you going abroad?" Su Xingwan asked curiously.
Hearing this, Qin Ning smiled and shook his head. "Going abroad does not count as a long trip to me, either."
Hearing his words, everyone became even more confused.
Qin Ning said, "Lately, I have increasingly felt that I am not far from a breakthrough. I need to travel far away to prepare to undergo my heavenly tribulation."
Back in the cultivation world, although Qin Ning failed his tribulation, it was because of that failure that he returned to Earth.
After adjusting for this period of time, he could feel that his second Immortal Emperor Tribulation would soon descend.
A place like Earth could not withstand the descent of an Immortal Emperor Tribulation.
Therefore, before the heavenly tribulation truly arrived, Qin Ning had to make preparations and find an uninhabited place.
"Brother, do you mean... leaving Earth?"
Qin Fei frowned. Thinking of this possibility, a look of sorrow immediately appeared on her face.
"Do not worry, I will be back soon. It will only take about a month," Qin Ning smiled and patted her head.
Cheng Weiyang asked curiously, "Will it be very far?"
"A bit far, yes. Actually, I am just going to find a place in the deep space of the universe to prepare for the tribulation. It is about a hundred light-years away. Even at my speed, a round trip will take at least a day."
"A day? A hundred light-years?" Hearing this, Jiang Yanran felt as if her brain had short-circuited.
What kind of absurd speed was that?
"That fast? But when you fly with us, it does not seem to be that fast," Cheng Weiyang was puzzled.
"That is because this is Earth. If my speed is too fast, it could cause spatial collapse. Although the probability is extremely small, it is better to be safe," Qin Ning explained.
"Brother, then come back early," Qin Fei said with teary eyes.
"I will."
Qin Ning smiled and nodded, then went upstairs.
Su Xingwan and the others exchanged glances, then wicked smiles appeared on their faces as they also stood up one after another and headed upstairs.
...

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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?"

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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.”