Qingshan Patriarch had returned to his room.
Feeling slightly drunk, he felt more and more that something was not right.
Even if Ye Bei knew the rights and wrongs, at best he would just hand over those three Martial Spirits to him and let his Qingshan Sect withdraw from the battle. There was absolutely no need to make such a big show of apologizing, or even take out treasures like Hua Zi.
After all, Ye Bei was still a Martial Emperor powerhouse. There was absolutely no need for him to be so deferential to a Martial King like himself.
Just then, Ye Bei also returned that peerless divine sword. Holding the sword carefully in his hand, Qingshan Patriarch felt even more uneasy.
In the path of martial cultivation, deceit and treachery were commonplace.
Especially when faced with treasures, no one could guarantee that they were a good person. Yet Ye Bei could return even such a supreme treasure, this was too abnormal!
"Could it be that he has already met with Master?"
Suddenly, Qingshan Patriarch reacted.
He clearly remembered the scene of Ye Bei searching his soul and then rushing towards Pingjiang City.
And during the drinking session just now, although Ye Bei had concealed it well, Qingshan Patriarch still sensed that he was injured, and gravely too.
Connecting these points, he could guess that Ye Bei must have found Master and got beaten half to death before running back. After returning, Ye Bei was unusually deferential to his Qingshan Sect, calling him "Elder Qingshan" all the time. Clearly, Ye Bei wanted to use him, Lu Qingshan, to protect his life.
Thinking of this, Qingshan Patriarch suddenly slapped his thigh as the drunkenness also cleared up in a flash.
"How careless of me!"
He was full of regret on his face.
In front of Master, what was he, Lu Qingshan? If Master really wanted to kill someone, what could he, Lu Qingshan, do?
Instead, he might even invite death upon himself because of Ye Bei!
"That damn Ye Bei, such sinister schemes." Qingshan Patriarch cursed hatefully, and started thinking about how to return Hua Zi to Ye Bei, while leading the Qingshan Sect disciples to leave this place as soon as possible.
Because he knew very well that he should not board this pirate ship.
However...
Just as he made up his mind, the door to the room suddenly opened.
Qingshan Patriarch frowned, raising his head to look. His eyes instantly widened in shock!
He saw two fair-skinned young girls walk in through the door. They looked quite young, with petite figures that still carried some baby fat.
But their attire was the most eye-catching. One girl wore a white mini skirt, with a little fox tail clipped at her back. The other wore a tight black cat suit, with cat ears on her tied up hair.
"Elder, our Boss has sent us to serve you," the two girls said in unison.
As she spoke, the girl in white pouted her lips at Qingshan Patriarch. The other girl in black even crawled on the floor, demonstrating the allure of a cat in heat.
"Pffft!"
Seeing this, Qingshan Patriarch felt his blood surge. Even with the realm of a Martial King, he almost couldn't hold it in, and felt like his nosebleed would spurt out at any moment.
"That damn Ye Bei, how did he know I'm into this kind of stuff?"
Qingshan Patriarch glared with wide eyes, but he understood right away. This was a sugar-coated shell fired by Ye Bei. If he fell for it, he would inevitably be unable to extricate himself from this pirate ship.
"Stay calm, stay calm."
"Old Zu has seen all kinds of storms and waves over the years, I must stay calm."
Reluctantly glancing at the two girls, Qingshan Patriarch tightly shut his eyes. Sitting crossed-legged on the floor, he mumbled cultivation mantras under his breath.
"Elder, what's wrong? Why are you ignoring us sisters?"
"Yes, come play with us sisters!"
The alluring voices of the two girls rang in his ears. Their delicate jade-like hands slowly slid down along Qingshan Patriarch's ears, causing goosebumps all over him. His forehead was drenched in cold sweat.
"Shhh!"
The two girls blew into Qingshan Patriarch's ears again, their fingers drawing circles on his chest.
This nearly caused Qingshan Patriarch to go berserk on the spot.
"Son of a b*tch Ye Bei, I'll f**k your grandma! How despicable of you!"
Qingshan Patriarch roared angrily. His body shot upwards, smashing a hole in the room. Transforming into a streak of light, he dove headfirst into a pond near the Blast Sky Gang.
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.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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?"
