Towards evening, the martial arts master finally arrived at Hanchang City.
He was called Jian Wuxin.
The little leader of the inner disciples of the Tian Mo Sect, of course at the bottom level, because all the other leaders were already at the Martial King realm.
At this moment, he was respectfully kneeling next to Xue Qinzhu.
"Did you hear clearly what I just explained?" Xue Qinzhu asked again: "You must understand at all times that you are a martial arts master, while we are just a group of ordinary people."
"Yes sir, I understand, I will definitely do all this well," Jian Wuxin respectfully answered.
"Well, as long as you successfully complete this mission, I can exceptionally promote you," Xue Qinzhu added.
"Yes, yes, thank you sir."
Jian Wuxin excitedly responded.
"Okay then, you wait here, I'll go inform the master," Xue Qinzhu hurriedly ordered, then walked towards the inn.
In the inn, Yi Feng and his group were preparing for the big operation tomorrow when Xue Qinzhu walked in and said, "Master, the martial arts master is here!"
"Oh?"
Yi Feng immediately stood up and excitedly said, "Quick, quick, let's go welcome this master together."
As he spoke, Yi Feng enthusiastically went out to greet them.
And Pork Rong, Uncle Wang, Yang Tianyu, Li Shuhua, Fifth Tianming, Fifth sky and others also followed Yi Feng out.
Outside.
Jian Wuxin held a long sword, with a faint martial spirit aura lingering around him.
In his heart, he felt elated thinking about Xue Qinzhu's promise to him, because it was just an act, this mission was extremely easy!
But the next moment, his eyes bulged.
He almost fell to the ground.
This, this, this...
Who are these people?
The owner of the Blowing Snow Mountain Villa Fifth Tianming and young owner Fifth sky, the Valley Lord of Wind and Cloud Valley Yun Haotian and Saint Maiden Yun Xianque, the Sect Master of Imperial Sword Sect Yang Tianyu, the Patriarch of Li Family Li Shuhua...
What the hell is this terrifying lineup!
They actually gathered together!
Suddenly, his previous confidence was shattered.
His body couldn't help but tremble.
Because these people represented the pinnacle of the South Sha!
"Oh, you must be the martial arts master!" At this time, Yi Feng walked over and enthusiastically asked.
Seeing Yi Feng up close, Jian Wuxin's mind exploded.
This person.
Isn't this the peerless expert?
And the old man and burly man next to him, aren't they the two Martial Emperors?
And the man in black, isn't he the existence who killed the Demon Emperor?
No...
What kind of lineup is this!
Mom, I want to go home...
But while he was stunned, Yi Feng suddenly bowed and held his fists: "Greetings master, welcome."
"Greetings master, welcome."
And Yang Tianyu, Yun Haotian, Uncle Wang and others also bowed to Jian Wuxin, sending out respectful voices.
Damn!
Seeing this group of super experts so respectful towards him, Jian Wuxin almost cried.
With his martial spirit level, what qualifications did he have.
Oh my god.
Please don't play with me like this!
What kind of mission is this, not easy at all.
Just now, Xue Qinzhu had hurriedly told him to act, but she didn't tell him it was acting in front of these people!
He looked at Xue Qinzhu pleadingly.
Xue Qinzhu's face sank, and she glared at him.
Seeing this, Jian Wuxin swallowed, secretly hid his trembling hands behind his back, stammered and said, "Oh, heh, no need, no need to be polite."
"The master is too modest, please come in," Yi Feng quickly led Jian Wuxin inside and sat down in the main seat.
Seeing the people crowded around, Jian Wuxin sat up straight, his feet hidden under the table couldn't help but tremble, his throat kept swallowing, and his forehead kept breaking into cold sweats.
"Quick, quick, quickly pour tea for the master," Yi Feng ordered again.
Hearing this, Yang Tianyu quickly poured Jian Wuxin a cup of tea and respectfully placed it in front of him.
Jian Wuxin looked at the tea in front of him, and swallowed again.
This...
His mouth was quite dry.
But but he didn't dare to drink it!
"Master, thank you for taking the time to help us despite being so busy. After this is done, just name your reward, as long as I can do it," Yi Feng said. "Of course, tomorrow the master just needs to lead us, there's a low chance you'll need to act personally."
What Yi Feng said made sense, after all the martial arts master on the other side wouldn't personally come to pick up the bride.
"Okay...okay," Jian Wuxin mumbled in response, lowering his head to conceal his panic as much as possible.
"This is our plan."
Yi Feng then went over the previous plan with Jian Wuxin again pointing at the map.
Jian Wuxin was stunned instantly.
With such a group of experts gathered here, scheming for so long, just to snatch a bride?
And the one being snatched was from a small clan that even he, Jian Wuxin, looked down upon?
Do experts play like this?
After going through the plan, Yi Feng waved his hand at everyone, "The master must be tired, let's leave first!"
Hearing this, everyone exited.
Seeing Yi Feng and the others leave, Jian Wuxin instantly collapsed on the ground, exhausted...
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
