"Let's not say anything more between us," Yi Feng said. He didn't want to say another word to her and walked right past her.
"Stop right there," Peng Ying said coldly. "After humiliating me like that, you think you can just leave so easily?"
"What do you want?" Yi Feng frowned.
"I don't want anything," Peng Ying said with icy sarcasm. "I just want to tell you that you'll always be trash at the bottom rung while I'm a disciple of Qingshan Gate and a cultivator. You'll never be good enough for me."
The conversation between Yi Feng and Peng Ying immediately drew quite a bit of attention from onlookers.
Everyone loves gossip after all.
"A worm like you only deserves to tend to your rundown martial arts school, living at the bottom your whole life. You probably won't even have a woman look your way."
Peng Ying lashed out with stinging insults.
This was her retaliation for the humiliation she had suffered at the Baofeng Company.
Slap!
But before she could finish, a slap landed on her cheek.
The one who hit her was Mao Yun'er.
Hearing Peng Ying insult the man she admired was too much for Mao Yun'er to bear, so she stood up.
"You're a frog in a well to question the literary talent of this gentleman. So what if you're a cultivator?" Mao Yun'er held nothing back in her retaliation.
"Who are you?" Peng Ying asked furiously, clutching her stinging cheek as she glared at Mao Yun'er with hatred.
"Mao Yun'er of the Pingjiang Company," she stated plainly.
"What?!"
"It's Mao Yun'er?!"
"I've heard she's not only talented in literature but the gem of the Pingjiang Company!"
"She's as graceful as the rumors say! But why is she standing up for this poor young man?"
The surrounding male admirers immediately voiced their surprise, turning their gazes onto Mao Yun'er.
Clearly, Mao Yun'er's reputation as the gem of the Pingjiang Company preceded her.
"Mao Yun'er of the Pingjiang Company?"
Peng Ying sounded sinister as she held her stinging cheek.
She couldn't understand why Mao Yun'er was standing up for Yi Feng, standing up for this man who had been abandoned right in front of her.
So she demanded indignantly, "So what if you're from the Pingjiang Company? This is between him and me. What business is it of yours? What's your relationship with him?"
"I have no relationship with him. I'm just a fan of the gentleman's Supreme Treasure," Mao Yun'er shot back undauntedly. At the same time, she turned back to Yi Feng and said, "Sir, I'm here. No one will dare say a bad word about you with me around."
"Thank you," Yi Feng nodded at her, his expression somewhat complicated.
He didn't like being a spectacle like this. If he had known, he wouldn't have come.
"A fan?"
Mao Yun'er's words stirred up Peng Ying's unpleasant memories.
A fan again.
Hadn't Luo Lansnow expelled him from the sect because of Supreme Treasure?
Luo Lansnow was one thing, but even Mao Yun'er was like this. A book written by a bottom rung worm attracted people so much?
It was just a book. How could it have such great influence?
Peng Ying didn't understand.
No matter how good the writing, it was still just by a mundane. There was a huge gap compared to cultivators.
"I don't care who you are. This is between him and me. I'm warning you, get out of the way right now!" Overcome by absolute hatred, Peng Ying issued a chilling threat to Mao Yun'er.
At the same time, she drew her longsword, unleashing the aura of a nine tier martial warrior.
So what if she was from the Pingjiang Company? Although she had been expelled from Qingshan Gate, she could soon return because of Wu Jie. With Qingshan Gate backing her, a mundane company was mere ants.
Therefore, she did not fear the Pingjiang Company at all.
Hence, she relentlessly unleashed her cultivator aura to pressure Mao Yun'er.
In that instant, Mao Yun'er's face went pale.
Although she was the gem of the Pingjiang Company, she was still just a mundane. She couldn't withstand the slightest pressure from a cultivator.
The other onlooking male admirers also recoiled from the overbearing aura.
After all, they were just ordinary people.
Slap!
But just then, another slap landed on Peng Ying's cheek. Then, an extremely sexy woman appeared before Peng Ying.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
