The sudden appearance of this shadowy figure caused a commotion among the crowd.
Because the woman who made a move was also a peerless beauty. Compared to Mao Yun'er, she was not inferior at all. The allure and charm exuded through her coquettish posture made many people's souls leave their bodies.
More importantly, she was more vicious in her attack than Mao Yun'er!
Peng Ying's melon seed-shaped face quickly showed a bright red palm print.
In an instant, countless people looked at Yi Feng strangely.
They all wondered, what kind of person was Yi Feng that he could make these two women help him like this.
The woman who came later was none other than Yao Ling'er!
The burning pain on her face almost made Peng Ying lose her senses. She did not expect that she would be slapped again!
What confused her even more was that the reason she was hit was because of this man she had abandoned, this useless nobody, this insignificant ant...
With murderous intent in her eyes, Peng Ying stared at Yao Ling'er and shouted bitterly, "Who are you?"
"I'm also this gentleman's fan," Yao Ling'er said as she raised the corners of her mouth. She already had an excuse in mind and responded calmly.
Over the past few days in Pingjiang City, she had already figured out the details about this mysterious youth. Although he was a peerless expert, he never revealed his abilities.
It was obvious that he was one of those old monsters who returned to simplicity to experience life.
According to her investigation, this person who had experienced the mundane life to the extreme - eating, dressing, housing, traveling, three meals a day, human relationships and so on - did everything by himself, behaving no differently from an ordinary person.
So she understood that even if her own cultivation was seen through by him at a glance, she still had to pretend to be an ordinary person, so as not to break his original intention of experiencing ordinary life by getting close to him.
And saying she was a fan happened to be the best excuse for her.
"Another fan?"
Peng Ying revealed a vicious look on her face, her angry chest heaved violently.
It was just a broken book, how could it make a useless nobody she dumped attract women one after another?
What made her even more unacceptable was that these two women were not inferior to her at all, whether it was their background, looks or figure, they could overwhelm her.
Fortunately, these two women had no cultivation at all.
Since they had no cultivation, they were also useless nobodies in Peng Ying's eyes, just some good-looking vases.
"Good fans, since you two cheap women want to meddle in my business, then you will face destruction!" Peng Ying said coldly, a long sword appearing in her hand, revealing all her cultivation aura at once.
"What?"
"Cultivator?"
"She's actually a cultivator?"
Feeling Peng Ying's unrestrained aura, the onlookers were shocked and realized that the Peng Ying in front of them was actually a cultivator.
They couldn't help but look at Peng Ying with awe.
Although at this poetry meeting, one's status was not determined by strength, the fact was that cultivators could inspire awe anywhere.
"These three are in trouble now!"
"Yes, I guess those two women also regret slapping this female cultivator now."
"It's a pity for these two such beautiful women!"
Everyone discussed heatedly. Many looked at Yi Feng and Yao Ling'er with pity.
The awe of the crowd and their discussion made Peng Ying raise her chin slightly, her face full of arrogance.
She enjoyed this awe very much.
She also enjoyed the feeling of being feared by others.
Now, it was time for her to slowly humiliate the three, starting with these two cheap women.
Thinking of this, she suddenly cast her cold gaze at Mao Yun'er and pressed her aura towards her.
Mao Yun'er shuddered in fear. As a weak woman, she had never experienced the coercion of a cultivator before. Her face instantly turned pale, completely devoid of color.
"What's wrong? Weren't you quite vicious when hitting me earlier?" Peng Ying said coldly, "Why aren't you vicious now?"
Mao Yun'er's face was ghastly white, she didn't dare say a word.
"I'm telling you to kneel down now."
Peng Ying threatened again.
Mao Yun'er's face changed drastically, she hurriedly shook her head, unable to accept such humiliation.
"You don't want to kneel?"
Peng Ying's face turned cold, and the long sword in her hand instantly rushed towards Mao Yun'er.
"Ah!"
Hearing the sword coming, Mao Yun'er let out a tender cry and collapsed to the ground in fear before the sword even reached her.
Seeing this, Peng Ying revealed a look of disdain.
"An ant is an ant after all. My sword hasn't even fallen on you yet, how could you be like this already?"
Mao Yun'er's tender body trembled, still not daring to say a word, full of fear towards Peng Ying.
Mao Yun'er's pitiful look made Peng Ying enjoy unprecedented pleasure. This was the status a cultivator should have, not something an ant-like ordinary person could compare with.
Suddenly, she cast her cold gaze at Yao Ling'er again, and shifted her oppressive aura towards Yao Ling'er as well.
This woman's slap was heavier than Mao Yun'er's.
She must be humiliated severely.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
