The blizzard-like flurry of sword light gradually dissipated.
Gu Qingfeng sheathed his Nili Sword and turned to Nangong Xue, who was still lost in its profundity. "Well?" he asked.
Nangong Xue snapped out of her daze, her expression complicated as she met his gaze. "I lost," she admitted.
A roguish smile curled Gu Qingfeng’s lips as he stepped closer to the ice-cold beauty. "Then the wager..."
Nangong Xue took a deep breath, resolve flashing in her eyes. "A bet is a bet."
With that, she tightly shut her eyes, as if resigned to her fate—though the faint tremble of her lashes betrayed her inner turmoil.
Gu Qingfeng was surprised. Despite her frosty demeanor, this woman kept her word without hesitation. He had half a mind to let it go, but if she was honoring the agreement so earnestly, wouldn’t backing out now make him the dishonorable one?
Ah well. It wasn’t as if the great Gu Qingfeng was one to break his word either.
A man’s promise was unshakable.
Leaning in slowly, he watched as Nangong Xue grew increasingly tense. Even with her eyes closed, she could feel his presence drawing near, her breath hitching in anticipation.
......
"You—you cheated!" Nangong Xue fumed, her chest heaving.
In her naivety, she hadn’t anticipated... this kind of trick.
Gu Qingfeng feigned innocence. "Did we ever specify the terms?"
"You shameless scoundrel! I’ll kill you!" She drew her Frostblade Sword, poised to strike.
"Now, now. I’m the only one who can save your master. Kill me, and she dies too."
Nangong Xue froze.
Gu Qingfeng pressed on. "Besides, a bet’s a bet. Are you really going to renege?"
After a fierce internal struggle, she reluctantly lowered her sword.
......
Just then, a startled cry rang out nearby.
"What are you two doing?!"
Nangong Xue shoved Gu Qingfeng away as if electrocuted, a faint blush coloring her usually pale cheeks.
Both turned toward the voice.
There stood Ling Fei'er, her face a picture of shock.
She was utterly speechless, her worldview crumbling at the sight before her.
Her aloof senior sister... actually... with Gu Qingfeng?!
And of all people, the man she herself had been trying to win over!
Rage, hot and suffocating, surged through Ling Fei'er.
Memories flashed through her mind—every slight, every injustice. She loathed Nangong Xue with a passion.
Everything had always gone her way. The master favored her. The juniors revered her. The disciples admired her. She was the sect’s holy maiden, wielding the Frostblade Sword.
And now she even dares to steal my man?!
So what if Gu Qingfeng was a scoundrel? So what if I don’t even like him? He was still my first! I haven’t even secured him yet, and you’re already cutting in?!
"Junior Sister, it’s not what you think—" For the first time, panic flickered across Nangong Xue’s face.
Gu Qingfeng, however, remained unbothered. If anything, he looked delighted. "Oh, it’s exactly what you think, Fei'er. Perfect timing—come show her how it’s done. Her technique is nowhere near as good as yours."
The sheer audacity of his words left Ling Fei'er momentarily stunned.
Nangong Xue stiffened, her eyes darting between them in disbelief.
"You two...?"
"Yep. Just like you’re imagining," Gu Qingfeng said casually.
Nangong Xue’s eyes widened, her lips parting slightly in perfect, stunned silence.
Seizing the opportunity, Gu Qingfeng made his move.
......
Nangong Xue’s mind went blank. System crash.
Ling Fei'er’s mind also went blank. System crash.
She never expected Gu Qingfeng to have the gall to do this right in front of her.
"Ahhh!"
Snapping out of it, Ling Fei'er let out a shrill scream, stomped her foot in fury, and fled.
Nangong Xue, startled by the noise, broke free, hastily wiping her mouth with her sleeve before bolting as well.
Leaving Gu Qingfeng standing alone.
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
【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.)
