"Release Junior Brother Ye at once!" the refined man addressed as Senior Brother Qin shouted angrily.
Clearly the more level-headed of the two, he recognized Gu Qingfeng's formidable physical strength and immediately drew the sword at his waist, charging forward.
Whoosh!
The divine weapon, gleaming with radiant light, sliced through the air like a silken ribbon, slashing fiercely toward Gu Qingfeng.
It was a peerless divine weapon!
Gu Qingfeng knew full well that his current physical resilience was no match for such a blade—but only if it was wielded with divine energy.
Without divine energy, a peerless divine weapon was nothing more than an electric car without power—utterly useless scrap metal.
And so, he extended two fingers.
Clang—!
Under Senior Brother Qin’s stunned gaze, those two jade-white fingers clamped firmly onto his divine weapon.
He yanked back with all his might, hoping to sever Gu Qingfeng’s fingers, but... no matter how hard he struggled, those fingers didn’t budge an inch.
At that moment, terror gripped his heart.
What kind of monster is this?! How can his body be so terrifyingly strong? Even my physique, tempered daily with sword energy as a Heaven Origin Realm cultivator, pales in comparison!
Is he from the Barbarian Tribe?
But his build doesn’t match... And aren’t the Barbarians confined to the Primordial Forbidden Land?
Doubts piled up in Senior Brother Qin’s mind.
"Senior Brother Qin, I’ll help you!"
A sharp cry rang out—it was Junior Sister Wen.
She raised her sword and dashed forward.
True to her reputation as a little rich girl, despite having been robbed of all her possessions just days prior, she now wielded yet another divine weapon—albeit a mid-grade one, but still exorbitantly valuable.
Hum!
A resonant sword cry echoed as a cold gleam flashed through the air.
Gu Qingfeng casually reached out with his other hand and caught the blade mid-thrust.
Junior Sister Wen’s face instantly paled, her expression like that of a startled rabbit. She strained with all her might to pull the sword free, but it was futile.
With a sudden tug, Gu Qingfeng yanked her—sword and all—toward him, simultaneously delivering a kick that sent Senior Brother Qin flying.
Senior Brother Qin felt as though his stomach had been rammed by an ancient primordial beast. His organs seemed to shift, his entire body convulsed as if struck by lightning, and he spat blood before crashing to the ground.
"You villain! Let me go! Let me go!" Junior Sister Wen thrashed wildly, even sinking her teeth into Gu Qingfeng’s arm.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A hundred sword lights enveloped Gu Qingfeng’s vital points.
The attacker was the icy beauty known as the "Nan Gong" woman.
A true swordmaster, her skill was undeniable the moment she struck.
Despite being unable to channel divine energy, her pure physical technique allowed her to unleash a hundred sword flashes in an instant—a testament to her prowess.
Yet, no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship, if it couldn’t pierce the enemy’s defenses, it was little more than an itch.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The metallic clatter rang out incessantly.
The Nan Gong woman’s eyes widened in shock as she saw that not even a scratch marred Gu Qingfeng’s skin.
This man is unbelievably tough! There isn’t a single weak point on his entire body!
Most body refiners had vulnerabilities—no one could harden every inch of their flesh equally.
That was why she had struck a hundred times in an instant, probing for any potential weak spot.
She retreated swiftly, trying to distance herself from this humanoid beast, but Gu Qingfeng gave her no chance. He lunged forward, his massive hand clamping down.
"Let me go! X2"
Gu Qingfeng ignored their protests, allowing the two women to continue their futile attacks.
"Release them! X2"
Senior Brother Qin and Junior Brother Ye charged at him together.
Gu Qingfeng responded with a "hug of death," locking them in a crushing embrace before delivering two brutal kicks that sent them sprawling.
Then, with two more stomps, he buried their heads into the dirt.
Both men passed out.
Just as Gu Qingfeng raised his foot to finish them off, the Nan Gong woman cried out in alarm, "You can’t kill them!"
Gu Qingfeng raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Is one of them your sweetheart? Point him out, and I’ll let him watch the next part."
Flushed with fury, the Nan Gong woman was too enraged to speak. As a high-ranking disciple of the Sword Sect, she had always been revered and pampered—never humiliated like this.
"This venerable one asked you a question, and you dare ignore me?"
"Ah! X2"
"You fiend... I swear I’ll kill you!"
The icy demeanor of the Nan Gong woman had completely melted away, replaced by sheer indignation.
"Oh ho? Still threatening me, are we?"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
A flurry of heavy-handed strikes rained down.
Before the Nan Gong woman could retort, Junior Sister Wen burst into tears.
"Waaah... Why are you hitting me too when it was Senior Sister who threatened you?!"
"Stop crying. I didn’t hit your face, so what’s there to cry about?"
Neither woman dared speak another word. As exalted immortals, they had never suffered such disgrace—it was worse than death.
Gu Qingfeng raised his foot again to finish off the two unconscious men.
Desperate, the Nan Gong woman blurted, "You can’t kill us! All Sword Sect disciples are registered, and each has a soul tablet stored in the sect. If we die, the tablets will shatter, and our auras will mark you as the killer. The Sword Sect’s supreme elders will hunt you down!"
Gu Qingfeng was taken aback.
Damn! So this is how the Imperial Court’s immortal sects operate?
They’ve got all these tricks—even soul tablets?!
How tyrannical! It means they can kill others, but if anyone dares kill them, their old monsters come seeking vengeance.
Screw this!
This venerable one wants to join the Imperial Court’s immortal sects too!
If you can’t beat them, join them—no shame in that!
But since killing them was off the table, and letting them go would only invite retaliation, the only option left was to make them suffer—so miserably that they’d be too ashamed to even report it to their elders.
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)
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
