"I'm very sure!"
Wang Wu slashed with his sword. There was a faint roar of a fierce lion, and a flame burst out from the sword, hacking directly at Li Shiyin.
Li Shiyin flashed sideways to avoid the flames. She looked up to see Wang Wu rushing at her. She squeezed both her fists hard and shouted lightly:
"Stars, flash bang them!"
Then tiny specks of starlight lit up on her fists, and a faint, flickering starry thread connected behind her.
Wang Wu came up and slashed straight down with his sword. Li Shiyin dodged again, even more effortlessly than before.
"What's going on?" Wang Wu realized something was wrong. "She seems to be a bit more powerful than before?"
A sword cultivator lost her sword, and then became stronger?
Hmm?
But before he could question any further, the now much stronger Li Shiyin, who had increased her power exponentially, was already engaged in close combat. She punched him squarely in the face, knocking his center of gravity askew. As he staggered to the side, she nimbly blocked his sword with her elbow, moved in close, and drove her elbow into his ribs. Without pausing, she followed up with two or three punches to his abdomen and another two or three at his dantian. She finished him off with a knee to the inside of his thigh.
After taking this vicious beating, Wang Wu still had ample magic power to cast all kinds of spells, but...
his body could no longer allow it.
Li Shiyin didn't need to lift another finger before he lost control of his body and collapsed.
"Is this what a sword cultivator is like?" He couldn't figure out what had gone wrong. "This is clearly a body refinement cultivator!"
In the alley entrance, Zhang Shan was covered in sword wounds and bleeding profusely, also losing his fighting capability. Li Shiyin went to drag him over next to Wang Wu.
"Put away your shuttle," she said to Wang Wu.
"Hmm?" Wang Wu was startled. Did she mean she wasn't planning on killing them?
Because if he died, he would lose control of the shuttle and it would deactivate itself.
But while he was distracted by his thoughts, Li Shiyin suddenly kicked at his face. "I told you to put away the shuttle, didn't you hear me?!"
Wang Wu's heart shook with fear. He hastily withdrew the shuttle, having keenly perceived after spending many years in the loose cultivator world that this girl cultivator with her explosive combat power was likely a newcomer. Having slipped up today, they would probably just get beaten up instead of killed, and still had a chance to live.
"Blind fools..." Li Shiyin pulled the Qingxing Sword from the wall and carefully inspected it. Not finding any nicks, she sheathed it again. Then she gave Wang Wu and Zhang Shan another kick each. "Trying to make trouble for me?!"
Having said that, she turned and left, sword in hand.
"She's just going to leave like that?" Wang Wu wondered to himself. Not only did she not kill them, she didn't even disable them or torture them a little?
He had just thought this when Li Shiyin, who had walked to the alley entrance, paused and turned to come back.
"I knew it wouldn't be so simple..." Seeing Li Shiyin return, Wang Wu was actually relieved instead. If she had left just like that, he would have seriously doubted there was some horrifying plot.
"Uh..." Li Shiyin returned to stand in front of Wang Wu and Zhang Shan. She took out a porcelain bottle from her Universe Bag, poured out two large Redemption Pills and handed one to each of them. "My master refined these Great Redemption Pills. The quality is very good. Your injuries will heal shortly."
"Although I beat you up, it was because you deserved it..." She hesitated, feeling a little embarrassed. "Don't take it to heart."
Wang Wu was stunned. This wasn't a newcomer at all. She was practically an angel, a saint, the Virgin Mary... Hmm? Who was the Virgin Mary?
Li Shiyin scratched her head, wanting to say something more to comfort them, but was too embarrassed. She simply left.
The Li family creed was to annihilate enemies ruthlessly, but to treat prisoners well, because prisoners belonged to the weak...
Hmm, Li Shiyin seemed to somehow have a wrong understanding of their family creed... If you annihilated all enemies, where did the prisoners come from?
Clutching her sword, Li Shiyin walked out of the alley and headed in the direction of Yuelai Inn, but after two steps she stopped. She reacted that she seemed to have glimpsed a familiar figure just now?
She quickly turned to look. On the other side of the alley entrance was a thin, dark figure.
That figure was gazing into the distance, not knowing what he was looking at.
But Li Shiyin clearly recognized it was her master, Qin Ran!
"Master?" she tried calling out.
"Hmm?" The figure responded.
It really was Master!
Flustered, she asked, "Master, what are you doing here?"
Qin Ran turned to face her, looking at Li Shiyin's nervous appearance, and asked back, "Why can't I be here?"
"Aren't you refining pills?"
"The pills are done!"
"Then..." Li Shiyin lowered her head. "Did you see?"
"I saw everything."
"Master..." Li Shiyin drew out the word pleadingly, trying to curry favor. "They provoked me first. I didn't actively attack anyone."
Qin Ran's expression instantly darkened.
Li Shiyin panicked even more and hastily explained, "Really, they attacked first. Long Qiqi and I came here to rest, then Long Qiqi ran inside and didn't come out. So I went in to look for her..."
As she spoke, she recalled again that she had lost Long Qiqi, and couldn't continue.
"Sigh..." Qin Ran let out a sigh. He looked towards the alley at the two people whose injuries were rapidly healing thanks to the pills. He shook his head. "You don't know where you went wrong."
His hand stirred the Rise and Fall of the Water Realm, but ultimately he did not make a move.
"...You should have killed them as quickly as possible, then destroyed the corpses and evidence, left the scene, without leaving a single trace." Gazing as Zhang Shan and Wang Wu fled swiftly from the other end of the alley, he said softly.
"I should have killed them?" Li Shiyin was surprised. Was her master criticizing this?
"There's no need..."
"They haven't gone far..." Qin Ran closed his eyes, sensing Zhang Shan and Wang Wu's location. "You still have a chance."
Li Shiyin didn't object to killing people, but she felt one shouldn't indiscriminately slaughter the innocent. She shook her head. "No need, Master."
Qin Ran opened his eyes and looked deeply at Li Shiyin. After a long while, he said, "Let's go back then."
"But..." Li Shiyin said. "Long Qiqi ran away."
"If she ran, then she ran." Qin Ran walked on ahead. "Just a snake demon."
To comfort his silly disciple after her dangerous battle, Qin Ran brought her out to play and eat for a while before returning to Yuelai Inn when it was about time.
And the instant they pushed open the door to Yuelai Inn, Qin Ran halted in his tracks. He looked towards a certain spot in the lobby.
Following right behind Qin Ran, Li Shiyin hadn't expected him to suddenly stop. Engrossed in eating her skewers, she bumped straight into his back. Then she looked curiously along her master's line of sight into the inn. At that spot, five people were heatedly discussing something.
Zhang Shan and Wang Wu were conspicuously among them!
"Master?" she whispered.
Qin Ran didn't reply. His expression was tranquil as he walked forward.
Uneasy, Li Shiyin followed alongside Qin Ran.
She was worried Zhang Shan's group would make a move, but they didn't do anything even as she and Qin Ran walked past the lobby, only greedily sizing them up with their eyes.
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s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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?!
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?"
