The gates of the Yuan Jing residence were pushed open.
The three uninvited guests, Bai Lingtian, Yuan Langtian, and Shadow, barged right in.
The atmosphere inside the house instantly grew heavy.
As if sensing impending danger, three shadows descended from above.
A bear.
A dog.
And someone in a black robe.
As for the little centipede perched on the dog's head, it was completely ignored by the three.
The three shadows landed and Bai Lingtian, the one in the black robe, glanced at the three guests before sitting down in the main seat in the hall.
He crossed his legs casually.
The dog and the bear stood on either side behind the black robe.
Seeing their attitude, Bai Lingtian, the leader of the white-collar guests, narrowed his eyes.
"Is this the one in the black robe who injured Bai Qiqu?" Bai Lingtian asked in a deep voice.
"Master Bai, it wasn't him," Yuan Langtian said softly in agreement.
"Then where did he come from?" Bai Lingtian frowned and asked.
"I heard this man in the black robe is a subordinate of that man, and the black bear and dog are also that man's pets," Yuan Langtian said quietly: "According to previously obtained reliable information, these three do not have much power."
"Subordinate?"
Bai Lingtian's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
His gaze moved away from Lu Benwei and the others.
Since they were just subordinates, they were not worth him making a big fuss over or wasting any more of his energy on.
He simply ordered: "Shadow, I'll leave this to you."
After saying that, he bypassed Lu Benwei and the others and headed for the inner courtyard with Yuan Langtian.
After Bai Lingtian and Yuan Langtian left, Shadow waved his palm and a stool moved behind him.
He sat down directly across from Lu Benwei.
"Clang!"
Another buzzing sound rang out as a long sword pierced between him and Lu Benwei.
"Judging by your attitude, you think you have some skills?" Shadow looked at Lu Benwei, his voice full of meaning.
Lu Benwei did not pay him any attention.
"Humph!"
Shadow let out a cold laugh, took out a white cloth from his bosom, leaned over and gently wiped the blade of the sword.
"Actually, just now you also knew to recognize the situation. When my master was here, you didn't waste his time by talking too much," Shadow said to himself.
"But..."
Then his tone changed.
"Although my master doesn't care about you and you didn't talk too much, just your attitude alone has already upset my master."
"So even if my master didn't explicitly order it, as someone who has followed him for hundreds of years, I feel I should give you a lesson to see..."
Having passed through the inner courtyard, Bai Lingtian and Yuan Langtian had now arrived at the inner hall.
With a sweep of his consciousness, Bai Lingtian discovered two different people staying in two different rooms.
It was Yuan Jing and Yi Feng, who was snoring away deeply asleep.
Apparently the two of them still did not know about their arrival.
"Master."
Yuan Langtian slightly bowed his head, waiting for orders.
"Mm!"
Bai Lingtian nodded, glanced at Yuan Jing's room, and said lightly: "You go bring that person over. I'll go have a talk with Jing'er about the marriage proposal."
"Yes!"
A flash of sinister light passed through Yuan Langtian's eyes before he rushed straight for Yi Feng's room.
After Yuan Langtian left, Bai Lingtian stood silently for a moment, preparing what to say in his heart.
His eldest son Bai Yanchun was extremely talented. He had the foresight that in the future Bai Yanchun would be able to lead the Bai Family to even greater glory.
For this goal.
Bai Lingtian was willing to give everything.
Even as the prestigious head of the Bai Family, he was willing to lower his status to personally come to a junior to discuss marriage.
With his talking points decided in his heart, and in order to get Yuan Jing to agree, he had even prepared to make some compromises.
But just as he was about to take a step, his gaze suddenly fell upon several books placed on a bookshelf next to the hall.
The topmost book, with the three words "Tai Chi Fist", caught his eyes and deeply attracted his attention.
He took a big stride over in one step.
Staring closely at the copy of "Tai Chi Fist" with constricted pupils.
He suddenly shuddered violently.
This book was exactly the same as the one he had the fortune to see before that had shocked him!
"Impossible, could it really be...?"
A scene that had once shocked Bai Lingtian floated up in his mind, and his breathing quickened in that moment.
His trembling hand landed on the cover of "Tai Chi Fist", and he anxiously flipped it open.
Just one corner was revealed, catching a glimpse of a scene within, and it was like thunder exploding in Bai Lingtian's mind. At the same time it also frightened him into unconsciously retreating several steps.
"Is it that gentleman?"
"Or could it be some other expert who gained the same blessings?"
As he was muttering to himself in surprise, someone walked over from the side.
"Greetings, Uncle Bai. I'm sorry I was not present to welcome you. Please forgive my impoliteness."
The person who came was Yuan Jing, who had just walked out of her room.
Only at this moment her complexion was slightly pale.
Because for her, Bai Lingtian's visit was not only an honor, but even more so a real shock.
Moreover, she also had a good idea about the reason for his visit.
It would either be about the marriage proposal between her and Bai Yanchun.
Or about Yi Feng injuring Bai Qiqu.
It would be one of those two reasons.
But no matter which reason it was, to Yuan Jing it was absolutely big trouble.
But she also knew there was no escaping.
She could only face it.
She bit her red lips tightly, her heart set with determination.
Regarding the marriage proposal - she would absolutely refuse.
As for Yi Feng's matter - she would stand up for him herself.
She raised her head slightly, gritting her teeth as she waited for Bai Lingtian to come to accuse them.
However.
Unexpectedly for her, Bai Lingtian grabbed her shoulders with both hands, asking urgently: "I'm asking you, where did this book come from?"
"Huh?"
"Ah?"
The sudden question caught Yuan Jing completely off guard.
She had even prepared a set of responses in anticipation of Bai Lingtian's interrogation, but who could have expected Bai Lingtian to not follow the script and instead ask about this?
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
【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.)
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
