Hearing Qin Ning's words, the high-ranking officials of Country Y all showed troubled expressions.
Obviously, they had always considered themselves superior to others. Now that they were being asked to submit, they naturally would not agree so easily.
Rumble...
Outside the castle, in mid-air.
Two armed helicopters were hovering, and fighter jets occasionally streaked across the high altitude, carrying small missiles.
This was the confidence these Country Y officials relied on to dare come and negotiate.
If anything unexpected were to happen to them, the armed helicopters and high-altitude fighter jets would inevitably launch a devastating strike against this York family castle!
"So noisy."
Qin Ning glanced out the window and snorted coldly.
Buzz!
Then, he simply pointed a finger into thin air.
The next moment, a massive explosion echoed out. Under the dumbfounded gazes of the Country Y officials, the two armed helicopters hovering outside the window and the fighter jets streaking across the sky instantly exploded on the spot.
How was this possible?
What did this Eastern youth in front of them just do?
Was he a god?
Everyone was horrified, their faces turning deathly pale.
They finally realized that the Eastern youth sitting before them was absolutely not an ordinary human!
"I... I... We choose to submit!"
A few seconds later, the King finally could no longer withstand the immense pressure in his heart. He knew very well that in the face of such an existence, if he did not bow his head, what awaited him would be true destruction!
"No, how can we submit to those Chinese?"
A high-ranking official spoke up with a face full of righteous indignation. "We are noble..."
Bang!
However, before his words could even finish, Qin Ning shot a single glance over. In the very next moment, this high-ranking official's body and soul were utterly destroyed on the spot. Before he could even let out a scream, he was reduced to a mist of blood, leaving not a single bone behind.
The King and the other officials were horrified once again, swallowing hard repeatedly.
They simply could not imagine what kind of terrifying existence this was.
Just a single look was enough to kill a man.
"From now on, Richard will act as my proxy in Country Y. You are to obey his commands. If there are any instructions, I will immediately convey them to him, and he will pass them on to you for execution."
"I will not interfere too much with the decisions of your Country Y's leadership, provided that things do not head in the wrong direction. Everything will continue as it is now. But if one day I find that any of you are unworthy of your positions, then I am sorry, but you can go explain yourselves to your so-called God."
After speaking, Qin Ning stood up and glanced at Richard again. "I will head back first. I will call you if anything comes up."
"Understood, Young Master Qin," Richard replied respectfully.
Swish!
The next moment, Qin Ning leaped into the air, flying high above the castle before completely vanishing from sight.
"Respected Mr. Richard, is this Young Master Qin... a legendary Eastern immortal?" the King could not help but ask.
"You wouldn't be wrong to call him an Eastern immortal."
Richard chuckled, his gaze sweeping over them one by one, and continued, "Don't think that submitting to Young Master Qin today is something shameful. Let me tell you the truth, being able to submit to Young Master Qin is something many people can only dream of. You will understand in the future. As long as you are obedient and listen well, there will definitely be no shortage of benefits."
Hearing this, the crowd became somewhat excited. The king asked curiously, "For example, what kind of benefits?"
Richard directly took off his shirt, flexing his muscles. "Look at my body now. It's incredibly tough; even machine guns can't kill me. Why do you think I suddenly became so powerful? Moreover, I'm not afraid to tell you, my current lifespan is at least five hundred years, and it will be even higher in the future!"
These words were not false. With Richard's current cultivation base, living for two hundred years would be a breeze. Coupled with the protective amulet given to him by Qin Ning, which had the effect of prolonging life, living to five hundred years old was absolutely no problem.
"A five-hundred-year lifespan!"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.
One must know that for modern humans, reaching eighty years old was already considered a long life.
Five hundred years old?
They didn't dare to imagine how crazy that would be.
...
Huaxia, the capital city.
By the time Qin Ning returned here, it was already noon the next day.
Inside the cultivation base.
Elder Liu and Elder Zeng had also arrived here.
In the square ahead of them, thousands of people were gathered.
These people were not the soldiers training in the base under Wang Yousheng and Jiang Yunshan, but rather individuals who had been summoned from all over the country from last night until now.
They all carried some injuries to varying degrees. A small number of them were injured during training, but most had disabilities left behind from disaster relief efforts or carrying out missions.
"Elder Liu, you gathered us all here. Has some emergency happened?"
"Could it be that a war has broken out? If that's the case, Elder Liu, don't mind that we are injured or disabled. As long as the country needs us, we..."
Everyone's face was filled with confusion, yet at the same time, they bore a look of resolute determination.
Elder Liu smiled and said, "There is no emergency, and it's certainly not a war. The reason we called you all here is to provide medical treatment for you."
"Treatment?"
Hearing this, the crowd grew even more curious.
A retired soldier who had lost his right leg and was leaning on crutches asked, "Elder Liu, what do you mean by treatment? Does it include me too? My leg has been gone for so many years, how can it still be treated?"
"Could it be that the country has developed some black technology? Like bionic mechanical limbs? Are you going to install one for me?"
Hearing his question, Elder Liu chuckled, "You know, with our recent technological explosion, we actually have developed those things. However, we didn't call you here today to install bionic mechanical limbs. It is just pure treatment."
"Pure treatment?"
Hearing this, the soldier was even more confused. "How else can it be treated?"
At this moment, Elder Zeng took a step forward. "I know everyone is very confused. However, since we've called you all here, we are naturally prepared to tell you a few things. Let me just give a simple example. You didn't know about the existence of this cultivation base before, nor did you know what the comrades here are training in every day. Now, I can have someone give you a demonstration."
"Wang Yousheng."
"Here!"
Not far away, Wang Yousheng answered the call and jogged over.
"Give them a demonstration and open their eyes," Elder Zeng said.
"Yes, sir!"
Wang Yousheng responded loudly.
Then, he immediately drew his handgun and aimed it directly at his own chest.
Seeing this, the crowd in front of him was greatly alarmed.
Someone shouted, "Captain Wang, what are you..."
"Bang!"
However, before the person could even finish speaking, Wang Yousheng pulled the trigger without a moment of hesitation.
Following the loud gunshot, the bullet clattered to the ground, yet he remained completely unfazed.
A bulletproof vest?
Everyone had broken out in a cold sweat, and this was the very first thought that popped into their minds.
But right after, Wang Yousheng stripped off his shirt in front of everyone.
They saw that he was only wearing a thin tank top underneath. There was absolutely no bulletproof vest to be seen.

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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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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?"