Other people were waiting outside.
A long time passed.
No signs of movement.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a sound like a slaughtered pig broke the silence of the cold night, followed by a figure in a white robe crashing through the window and landing at their feet.
"What is this?"
The crowd looked at the disheveled person in the white robe, expressing their confusion.
"Ah, it's me. Ouch, it hurts!"
The person in the white robe was none other than Fifth Sky, his voice filled with mournful cries as he held his distorted face and blew cold air through his mouth.
Seeing this, the crowd immediately cast sympathetic glances at Fifth Sky.
What on earth had happened to him?
"So, should we continue?"
At this moment, Yunxian Que asked cautiously.
"Continue?"
"You can go if you want, but I'm not going anymore. Sob... This damn noodle seller is even scarier than the pig slaughterer earlier. What kind of person is he? He specifically targets the face..."
The crowd exchanged glances, speechless.
Under the cover of darkness, they quietly left Pingjiang City.
...
"Master, trust me!"
In a certain location in Pingjiang City, Shuqin Hua held a sound-transmitting jade slip and was contacting Xue Qinzhu, the Sect Master of the Demon Sound Sect.
"Disciple, I received news about the situation in Pingjiang City. If this person can kill Jiang Yu with a single strike, it indeed shows that he is a Martial Saint, or even a Martial Emperor expert. But is it too impulsive for you to promise Tian Chan Silk in return?" Xue Qinzhu's voice carried a hint of reproach.
"Master, it's not like that. This gentleman is definitely more than just a Martial Emperor!" Shuqin Hua anxiously explained, "The things he casually creates contain a powerful martial intent and artistic conception. This is something that a mere Martial Emperor cannot achieve. Moreover, his skills are vast and boundless!"
"Vast and boundless?"
Xue Qinzhu asked in confusion, "What do you mean by vast and boundless?"
Shuqin Hua bit her red lips and recalled a scene she witnessed at the martial arts academy. She then said solemnly, "The calligraphy and paintings he made on Xuan paper are comparable to imperial treasures, but he used such precious things as toilet paper."
"Toilet paper?"
Xue Qinzhu furrowed her brows, not understanding.
"Well, to put it simply, it's used for... for wiping, wiping... the buttocks," Shuqin Hua struggled to articulate, realizing that this vocabulary was probably the first time it came out of her mouth.
"Haha."
However, Xue Qinzhu burst into laughter.
"Disciple, I understand your eagerness to befriend this expert and that you're genuinely considering the interests of our Demon Sound Sect. But Tian Chan Silk is no ordinary thing, and it holds great significance for our sect. I think we should carefully consider this matter!"
Evidently,
Xue Qinzhu didn't believe what Shuqin Hua said.
Upon hearing this, Shuqin Hua's expression became anxious, and she earnestly explained, "Master, I really didn't lie, and I have already promised that senior. That senior has also agreed that as long as I deliver Tian Chan Silk to him, he will fulfill our request by creating a painting. Please trust me, Master!"
"Disciple, it's not that your master lacks understanding and reason, but the methods you mentioned are just too fantastical. Without witnessing it with my own eyes, I find it hard to believe, let alone directly produce the Demon Sound Sect's prized possession, the Tian Chan Silk," Xue Qinzhu refused.
"Master!"
"This is a rare opportunity bestowed by fate. If you miss this chance, you will deeply regret it!" Shu Qinhuahua anxiously pleaded.
Upon hearing this, Xue Qinzhu, the beautiful lady sitting atop the mountain, fell silent. Although she found this matter unbelievable, she understood her disciple's character well and knew he never spoke without purpose. Moreover, he had never spoken to her like this before.
With these thoughts in mind, she sighed and changed her focus. "Since that's the case, let's wait for some time. After I finish my current tasks, I will bring the Tian Chan Silk and accompany you to Pingjiang City. We'll see if your claims hold true and make plans then."
"Master, if we wait, it will be too late. Please believe me, Master. This time, you really have to trust me. Opportunities wait for no one," Shu Qinhuahua pleaded desperately, almost on the verge of tears. "Although what I'm saying is hard to believe, it is the truth. Only by coming here as quickly as possible will you know."
"Ah, fine. I'll set off tomorrow," Xue Qinzhu sighed, realizing there was no other way.
Upon hearing this, Shu Qinhuahua finally breathed a sigh of relief. She found a place to stay in Pingjiang City and waited for Xue Qinzhu's arrival. Despite the long distance between Nansha and Pingjiang City, Xue Qinzhu's cultivation allowed her to arrive quickly.
Two days later, when Shu Qinhuahua finally saw the extraordinary woman who had brought glory to the Demon Sound Sect single-handedly, she finally relaxed.
"Greetings, Master!" Shu Qinhuahua respectfully said.
"How are you recovering from the injuries caused by Jiang Yu, that old scoundrel?" Upon seeing her beloved disciple, Xue Qinzhu wore a gentle smile.
"Thank you for your concern, Master. My injuries were healed on the same day by that senior," Shu Qinhuahua replied.
"You, you paint such an extraordinary picture of this person. I have to see for myself if it's true," Xue Qinzhu looked at her disciple and said with a touch of annoyance.
Shu Qinhuahua lowered her head and remembered something. She quickly asked, "Master, did you bring the Tian Chan Silk?"
"Ah, my disciple, the Tian Chan Silk is a valuable treasure of our sect. How can I casually bring it along?" Xue Qinzhu shook her head and said, "First, take me to meet this so-called expert. If he is truly as amazing as you say, then I'll consider giving him the Tian Chan Silk."
"What?"
"Master, you?"
Shu Qinhuahua's face turned pale, and she reproachfully said, "I promised that senior I would bring the Tian Chan Silk to him as quickly as possible, but you didn't bring it?"
"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Besides, if someone truly wants the Demon Sound Sect's Tian Chan Silk, it won't be so easy. I need to see his true abilities, right?" Xue Qinzhu said nonchalantly.
But Shu Qinhuahua's face remained pale.
After a long silence, Xue Qinzhu raised her head with a serious expression and said, "Master, you're completely mistaken about this matter. If things go wrong, our Demon Sound Sect will miss out on a tremendous opportunity!"
"Child, how dare you speak to your master like that?"
"He wouldn't spare a thought for our Demon Sound Sect if it weren't for the Tian Chan Silk! Besides, what kind of opportunity can compare to the inherent value of the Tian Chan Silk, which is almost on par with an emperor-grade treasure?"
Xue Qinzhu remained unperturbed.
Although she understood that the person mentioned by Shu Qinhuawas likely a Martial Saint or even a Martial Emperor expert, and she understood the benefits of befriending such a person...
However.
She didn't believe that the benefits of befriending such a high-level expert could surpass the inherent value of the Tian Chan Silk!
【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.)
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
