Little Li the Swordmaster was currently in a melancholic mood, genuinely wishing he could light up a cigarette to calm his nerves—lest he lose his composure entirely. Unfortunately, across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, not a single cigarette could be found. He could only take a deep breath of icy air, gradually steadying his emotions.
Seeing Li Mo’s utterly bewildered expression, Ying Bing tilted her head slightly and asked, "Is the nickname not to your liking?"
Li Mo wasn’t quite sure how to explain. "It’s not that it’s bad... It’s just... you wouldn’t understand what it means..."
"One who benefits the masses is called 'Liqun'?" Ying Bing pondered for a moment, as if finding it rather fitting.
"......"
After being stared at for a long while, Li Mo froze briefly before letting out a helpless chuckle. Suddenly, the nickname didn’t seem so unreasonable after all. Why overthink it?
Liqun Swordmaster it is, then...
Once the Hidden Dragon Ranking concluded, the grand and majestic calligraphy above the Meridian Gate shifted into a dazzling display of blooming flowers, each vying for attention. The crowd, packed in layers upon layers, collectively held their breath.
This was the true highlight of the day!
Countless gazes converged on the Meridian Gate as petals were scattered along the path, creating a fluttering rain of blossoms.
[Flower Ranking, 100th]: "Qiao Liuzhu."
[Flower Ranking, 99th]: "Tan Jingqiu."
[Flower Ranking, 98th]: "Wang Ning."
......
As each name was announced, the honored participants descended from their carriages, adorned in resplendent attire, and proceeded through the Meridian Gate amidst ethereal music.
Though it was already midsummer, the entire city seemed enchanted by the riot of blossoms.
"My life is complete just witnessing this."
"No wonder Swordmaster Li spared no expense to acquire the Wanchun Pavilion. If I had the means, I’d mortgage my soul to do the same!"
"Wait, I run a teahouse across from Wanchun Pavilion, and Swordmaster Li is a regular patron of mine..."
The spectacle was unprecedented, setting the imperial capital ablaze with excitement. The clamor of the crowd was deafening.
Despite the efforts of the Sky Patrol Guards and the Imperial Forest Army to maintain order, the scene remained chaotic—largely because even the enforcers seemed too distracted to focus on their duties...
Meanwhile, on the inconspicuous third floor of a teahouse—now under new ownership—the Blood Refining Hall Master, masked in bronze, Luo Yexian of the Hundred Beasts Hall, and the Yin-Yang Hall Master sat around a table, their expressions grave as they scrutinized the scene ahead.
The demonic sect members were unusually attentive, as if engaged in a matter of utmost importance.
"I’d argue that Wang Ning is the epitome of delicate beauty. She shouldn’t be ranked just 98th."
"Nonsense! How is Yu Shiyao any worse? Cuteness is worthless compared to allure!"
"Tu Yan is the real deal. What’s the point of allure without skill?"
The demonic sect disciples bickered fiercely.
As everyone knew, those who walked the demonic path were hot-tempered. A single disagreement could lead to "heartfelt" exchanges—literally. Some were already on the verge of blows.
SLAM!
The Blood Refining Hall Master slammed his palm onto the table with a thunderous crack.
"We are here on behalf of the Ancestral God, for the grand cause of our sect! Deputy Sect Leader Yu Wen is risking life and limb, and yet here you are, wallowing in the mud, ogling women until your eyeballs fall out!"
"Later, we’ll be facing near-certain death, with our heads hanging by a thread!"
As he spoke, he discreetly tucked away a recording stone hidden in his sleeve.
"I..."
"Ahem, Hall Master, keep your voice down. You’ll attract the Sky Patrol Guards."
"If we’re to infiltrate the Flower Banquet, we must... blend in naturally. Anyone who doesn’t stare would look suspicious."
"The Ancestral God’s mission is never far from our minds!"
The disciples murmured excuses, some looking sheepish.
The Blood Refining Hall Master snorted coldly and began outlining their plan.
"Once we’re inside, the moment Deputy Sect Leader Yu Wen makes his move, we must create chaos. And how do we do that? Any ideas?"
"Kill people?"
"Set fires?"
"Steal offerings from the ancestral shrine?"
Each proposed their specialty.
"See? Short-sighted fools."
The Blood Refining Hall Master swept his gaze over them disdainfully.
"Since this is the Flower Banquet, the best way to cause chaos... is to abduct the women on the Flower Ranking!"
"!!"
The disciples were thunderstruck, their eyes glazing over before lighting up with newfound wisdom.
Revelation!
Yes! They could just kidnap the women!
"Into the banquet! Kidnap the women!"
"Into the banquet! Kidnap the women!"
"Right! Aim for the prettiest, the most famous ones!"
Even the Yin-Yang Hall Master was swept up in the fervor, raising his hand dramatically.
"Then, Hall Master, why not go for that one?" A subordinate suddenly pointed out the window.
"Hmph, with but a flick of my wrist—"
The Yin-Yang Hall Master followed the finger, then froze mid-sentence.
After a long silence, he smacked the subordinate’s head.
"That’s Empress Chuge, you idiot!"
The subordinate pouted. Wasn’t she exactly what he’d asked for?
Before the Meridian Gate, a phoenix carriage glided down the street. No one had expected Empress Chuge to pass through the Meridian Gate—whether on a whim or by design.
As the empress arrived, the crowd bowed their heads, but a sudden realization struck them like lightning.
Wait...
The Flower Ranking had just announced the second place.
So who was first?
For those long familiar with the imperial capital, the answer wasn’t hard to guess.
In fact, a name sprang to mind instantly.
"Is the first... Ying Bing?"
"Damn... The Yantian Sect’s ranking is brutally honest. Aren’t they afraid of offending people? Sure, the Crown Prince lost to Li Mo—everyone saw that. But beauty isn’t like martial arts..."
"Exactly! Take me, for instance—I think no one compares to my wife. Right, dear? Ow, ow, my ear’s about to fall off..."
The crowd felt a strange unease.
It wasn’t that they thought the Frost Fairy was inferior to Empress Chuge.
After all, the Frost Fairy’s mastery of music and martial arts was peerless, and she was entering the prime of her youth...
But the empress was the one who embodied the grace of the realm. Ranking her first among flowers was only natural.
Unless the difference in their beauty was so vast that only the blind couldn’t see it.
Could that really be the case?
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】
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?"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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!
