Ye Chuan suppressed the entire scene simply with his aura. No one dared to voice the slightest objection. Super-martial artists from various countries either awkwardly helped up their companions on the ground or lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound. They all kept quiet out of fear, terrified of angering this god of death.
"Who else—" Lan Xiaoke put her hands on her hips and puffed out her cheeks, simply dropping the act.
I have someone backing me up!
Who dares to bully me!
Hmph.
At this moment, Mo Mo, who was not far away, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly arranged for the alliance's personnel to take over the mineral vein. After all, Ye Chuan's deterrence was enough to allow the alliance to firmly hold onto this precious mineral resource.
Strength reigned supreme, as it always had.
He had crushed someone's body without even really doing anything; such strength was truly too terrifying.
Watching the alliance members busily yet methodically get to work, Lan Xiaoke reached out and gently rubbed her recently healed arm. Although the wound was no longer bleeding, a faint ache still radiated from it, causing her small face to scrunch up.
She tugged at the corner of Ye Chuan's clothes, her voice soft.
"Ye Chuan, Ye Chuan, my arm hurt so much just now. Can we not fight anymore in the future? I don't want to get hurt again."
Ye Chuan looked down at her. Seeing her pitiful appearance, he seemed a bit helpless, but ultimately, only affection remained.
Forget it, he might as well just raise her as a pet.
Lan Xiaoke really didn't have any grand ambitions in this life, so raising her didn't seem to be a problem at all.
He reached out and gently rubbed her head, his movements incredibly tender.
"Alright, no more fighting." Ye Chuan pinched Lan Xiaoke's cheek.
"From now on, unless it's absolutely necessary, I'll never let you fight again."
Hearing Ye Chuan agree, Lan Xiaoke's eyes instantly lit up, and the grievance on her face vanished. Just as she was about to cheer, she remembered that she still had to play the victim.
She twisted her body with her hands behind her back, "Okay~"
Ye Chuan continued, "As for the mineral vein the alliance secured this time, I'll have Mo Mo give you a portion of the future resource mining profits. It's basically a big monthly raise for your allowance."
"My allowance is going up?! Hooray! Ye Chuan, I love you! I definitely won't secretly bite you when I suck on it in the future." Lan Xiaoke instantly cheered, the soreness in her arm seemingly vanishing at once.
"You are my sun!"
Seeing Lan Xiaoke hopping in place with her hands raised high, Ye Chuan felt like he could hear background music playing.
Watching Lan Xiaoke look as happy as a child, Ye Chuan couldn't help but shake his head. "Let's go, we're heading back first."
"Goin' home?"
"What else? Are you planning to stay the night here?" Ye Chuan said.
Flying back would be quite fast, except that Lan Xiaoke got a little motion sick from flying.
Ye Chuan pondered whether he should get some spatial teleportation magic that could carry people, but there weren't really any channels to learn such a thing.
As expected, he still needed to go find Auntie Lilith.
"Oh yeah, going home."
...
After returning to the urban village, Lan Xiaoke, who had been full of smiles, suddenly looked half-dead. The moment they landed, she trotted into the yard and began dry heaving.
Little Black was originally watching the yard. Seeing Lan Xiaoke trot over, he wagged his tail and approached, only to get puked on the face the moment he looked up.
"Woof?!!"
"Blegh—"
"Woof... No, stop throwing up!" Little Black was so anxious that he actually spoke human words.
"Seeing your pitch-black appearance makes me want to throw up even more... blegh..."
Little Black: "..."
Who did he offend by being black?
Ye Chuan went straight back to the living room. It happened to be evening, and as soon as he entered the living room, he smelled a delicious aroma.
Luo Xi was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron. Seeing Ye Chuan return, she turned around. "Welcome back, Chuan Chuan. Was it very hard work today?"
"It was alright." Ye Chuan stood behind Luo Xi, then wrapped his arms around her and took a deep sniff. "A rare treasure, ninety-nine percent pure."
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Xi pinched him like a little crab.
"If you have the time for this, help me prep these side ingredients," Luo Xi said, pointing to the scallions, ginger, and garlic on the side.
Ye Chuan took a look, then picked up a kitchen knife to help prep the ingredients. Along the way, he didn't forget to recount the day's events. Hearing that Lan Xiaoke had been shot, Luo Xi clearly froze for a moment.
"Was she really that careless? Good thing it didn't hit a fatal spot."
"Yeah, that's true..." Although Ye Chuan felt that people could be resurrected after death, especially an unlucky ghost like Lan Xiaoke who had choked to death on instant noodles, it was impossible for him to actually watch Lan Xiaoke die in front of him.
Although he claimed not to care about Lan Xiaoke, the moment her arm was truly pierced by a bullet, his subconscious action of slaughtering all those people was his most genuine reaction.
"Where is Qian Shuang?"
"Qian Shuang hasn't returned from the Profound Sky Continent yet," Luo Xi said as she continued cooking. "Chuan Chuan, your strength hasn't improved in a long time, has it?"
Hearing Luo Xi suddenly bring this up, Ye Chuan was also taken aback. "That is indeed true."
"Then you better hurry up and work on it," Luo Xi said.
"Hurry up..." Ye Chuan's leveling speed was already very fast. Hearing Luo Xi say that, he chuckled. "Alright, I'll just become an Immortal Emperor directly tomorrow."
"You can't even become an Immortal Little Brother," Luo Xi wrinkled her nose, her expression incredibly cute. "Alright, get out of here, I'm going to stir-fry."
"Alright."
After being chased out of the kitchen by Luo Xi, Ye Chuan sat in the living room. At this time, Lan Xiaoke came in. Looking as if she had been hollowed out, the moment she reached the sofa, her body fell stiffly onto it.
"Burned out..."
"Burned out already?" Ye Chuan patted Lan Xiaoke's small face, and she let out whimpering sounds like a small animal.
"You should just rest here for now." Ye Chuan left Lan Xiaoke be, as he still wanted to ask Lilith if there was any teleportation magic that could carry people he could learn.
He got up and walked to the door of Lilith's room. "Lilith—"
Ye Chuan reached out and knocked. A reply quickly came from inside: "Get out."
At the same time, a confinement magic lit up on the doorknob.
"Alright, I'm coming in." Ye Chuan ignored the magic and pushed the door open directly, only to be greeted by a flying pillow.
"Nice, there's even a second stage." Ye Chuan caught the pillow backhandedly and saw Lilith sitting on the bed, her hand still holding the throwing posture.
"Why won't you let me in?"
"It's never anything good when you come looking for me." Lilith had already seen through Ye Chuan. This guy definitely had no good intentions coming over; he was either here to ask a bunch of questions or to demand treasures.
He didn't know how to provide Lord Lilith with any emotional value at all.
"Who says it's nothing good? I brought you soul essences," Ye Chuan immediately said. After all, he had collected quite a few soul essences in the Kingdom of Shigure.
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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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)
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
