"Damn this secular world, everyone looks like an ordinary person on the surface, but they could be a hidden expert," Wu Chang'an muttered as he walked down the street, feeling there was danger everywhere.
"I'd better hide out in the outskirts!"
As soon as he said that, Wu Chang'an disappeared.
A moment later, he was already outside the city.
"Phew!"
"The outskirts are nice, with such beautiful scenery and nature..."
But before his voice faded away, the earth rumbled loudly.
"Boom boom!"
The deafening sound spread all around, cracks appeared on the ground, and then to Wu Chang'an's shocked gaze, a huge building burst out from the ground and towered in front of him.
"What the hell is this?"
"Damn it!"
"I'm doomed, I'm doomed!"
Seeing the massive structure, Wu Chang'an cursed up a storm. He just wanted to find a safe place to hide, so why did this have to appear?
With one look, it was clear this was Jiang Yu's tomb!
Wu Chang'an was in despair, sensing countless auras rushing over. He was filled with a sense of crisis.
"I've never been here before, never!"
"I'm getting out of here!"
Wu Chang'an formed seals with his hands, drilling straight into the ground and disappearing.
"Phew!"
After plunging who knows how many yards underground, surrounded by earth, Wu Chang'an felt unprecedented safety. But the next moment, he felt like he had crashed into something.
The scene before his eyes changed.
He realized he was now in a grand hall.
In front of the hall hung a legendary saint weapon.
"Damn it!"
"How did I get in here?"
Seeing this, Wu Chang'an cursed up a storm. He didn't even glance at the weapon before starting to run.
As he ran, countless mechanisms in the hall were triggered.
"Boom boom boom..."
Wave after wave of attacks struck Wu Chang'an, only stopping after a long time.
By now, Wu Chang'an had hidden in a corner, trembling all over.
"Huff...huff..."
"That was close, almost died!"
Wu Chang'an muttered shakily, "I used up eighteen of my ten billion shadow clone techniques just now. If I use up nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and eighty-two more, I'll be finished!"
"Heavens, someone save me!"
"It's too dangerous here."
"I absolutely won't move, even if I have to die here!"
...
At the foot of Qingshan Gate.
"Haha, I, Yu Wujie, am indeed handsome and charming, peach blossoms come to me automatically!"
Seeing the woman before him, beautiful as a celestial maiden, Yu Wujie's eyes were about to pop out. Her translucent, crystal-like skin, her slender jade legs, he couldn't get enough.
And the veil over her face, Yu Wujie wished he could tear it off to fully behold what kind of fairy she was.
Most importantly, such a peerless beauty, the finest female disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, had come looking for him.
"What do you think, do you like me?" Alluring sounds came from beneath the woman's veil as she lightly lifted Yu Wujie's chin with her jade-like foot, asking gently.
She was Peng Xianer, the newly famous genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"L-like, I like you!"
Yu Wujie's nose was practically bleeding as he stammered out a reply.
"Then will you follow me from now on?" The voice continued, a hint of deeper meaning in her eyes.
"Of course, of course!"
Yu Wujie offered almost no resistance.
Just as the woman was about to continue speaking, her eyebrows suddenly twitched. She got up and looked towards the outskirts of Pingjiang City.
"Miss, the tomb probably reacted. We should hurry over there," an elderly man with sword-like eyebrows standing nearby urgently reminded her.
"Alright, let's hurry over. And bring him along," Peng Xianer decided instantly, glancing at Yu Wujie.
The elder looked at Yu Wujie, wondering why his young miss wanted to bring along this useless person, but he didn't say anything more. Grabbing Yu Wujie, they rushed towards the outskirts.
When they arrived, in addition to various major sects, Yun Xianque of Wind and Cloud Valley had also come.
"Looks like you all arrived pretty quickly!"
At this moment, a cultured voice rang out as an immaculate youth in white robes descended with an old man.
"Blowing Snow Mountain Villa, Fifth Sky!"
Seeing the effeminate man even more beautiful than women, Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer's eyebrows creased slightly.
Clearly, he was also a formidable character.
"But I only see you two. Where are the people from Imperial Sword Sect?" Fifth Sky asked.
Hearing this, Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer fell silent.
It was true they hadn't heard anything about Imperial Sword Sect recently. Even their disciples were rarely seen out and about, and they hadn't even shown up for something this major, which was rather bizarre.
"Forget it, one less opponent is for the best. Let's first see how we can enter this tomb!"
Saying so, Fifth Sky looked towards the Tomb of the Martial Saint.
Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer also focused their gazes there, eyes filled with greed.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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!
