After resting overnight in the military camp, early next morning, Qin Ran brought Long Qiqi and Li Shiyin back to the Dao Sword Sect.
"Where is my brother?" Seeing that Li Shiwen did not come to send her off, Li Shiyin could not help asking.
"He got drunk." Qin Ran said.
"So you guys drank alcohol behind my back last night?" Li Shiyin said in surprise. How could these two get together?
Qin Ran glared at her. What does she mean by "behind her back"? Her choice of words was very strange...
The immortal spirit horses were extremely fast. They set off from the military camp in the morning and arrived at the Dao Sword Sect by nightfall.
As they got closer and closer to the Dao Sword Sect, Li Shiyin's sullen face gradually relaxed. When they saw from afar the misty peaks standing tall within the Dao Sword Sect, she excitedly pointed at the slightly shorter and fatter mountain peak and shouted at Qin Ran:
"Master...that's Dan Peak!"
Qin Ran was also very happy. They were finally home.
The air at Li Ben Mountain was stuffy and murky. Every breath was filled with the smell of sulfur. The temperature remained sauna-like at all times. Was that really a place for people to live? How could that be a blessed land for cultivators?
When they were at the Dao Sword Sect, they thought this and that was not good enough about the sect. And Dan Peak was so desolate and poor. But after actually going out into the wider world and then coming back, they finally realized that Dan Peak was actually an immortal's blessed land.
"Yes!" He exclaimed. Even a silly disciple could recognize Dan Peak.
Li Shiyin looked at Qin Ran and giggled, "Then Master...I'm going ahead first!"
"What?" At first Qin Ran could not understand what she meant.
Then he saw Li Shiyin take out her Cherished Sword, activate it to float in front of her. She leapt onto it from the horse and flew straight towards Dan Peak.
"Master, help me lead my horse back too!" Were her parting words before she flew towards Dan Peak.
"Hey! Be careful!" Seeing her in such a hurry, Qin Ran hurriedly called out to warn her.
But it was too late. Li Shiyin was traveling too quickly and crashed straight into the protective sword formation around the Dao Sword Sect.
"Oh..." Qin Ran slapped his forehead. He was right not to expect much from his silly disciple.
Having hit her head dizzy, Li Shiyin covered her head in embarrassment. She quickly looked left and right. Seeing no one around, she hurriedly flew inside again...
"Bang!" And so she crashed into the protective sword formation again.
Her head was hurting. Li Shiyin cradled her head in her hands and gently massaged it. She happened to lower her head and saw many people at the sect entrance below craning their necks looking at her, laughing and pointing. She felt rather awkward and quickly flew forwards again...
"Bang..."
She crashed into the protective sword formation yet again.
"Who goes there intruding on the formation?!" Suddenly heavy voices rang out from within the protective formation. The elders guarding the sect entrance were alerted by Li Shiyin.
"Identity token..." The onlooking Qin Ran had no choice but to yell out loudly to remind her.
"Oh right!" Only then did Li Shiyin hurriedly take out her identity token. She channeled spiritual energy into the token. The token shot out a beam of light which opened up a gap in the protective sword formation.
"No intrusion, no intrusion!" She yelled twice in succession. Riding her sword she flew through the opened gap into the sect entrance.
"Oh..." Qin Ran and Long Qiqi shook their heads in unison.
"Is this your disciple?" Long Qiqi asked. "How could a sly old fox like you end up with such a rash and silly disciple?"
"Now I will teach you your first lesson in humanity..." Qin Ran said to Long Qiqi. "People always yearn for what they do not possess themselves. They always seek what they lack, and like those who complement their deficiencies."
Long Qiqi nodded thoughtfully.
Qin Ran looked down at her and asked, "Can you ride a horse?"
"No..." What nonsense. She was previously a snake, a demonic beast. When had she the chance to learn horse riding in the primal forests?
"Come, I'll teach you." Qin Ran said, pointing to the white horse Li Shiyin had left behind. He had the air of a grandmaster of horsemanship.
Long Qiqi had no choice but to show him her little arms and legs, staring at him with snake eyes, "Do I look like I can ride a horse?"
"Cough! No...can't you?" Qin Ran coughed drily. "You're a demon. You're not an ordinary person."
Long Qiqi liked these fawning words. She jumped out from Qin Ran's embrace and came to the immortal spirit horse.
Her short legs could not reach the stirrups. Her short arms could not grab the reins. After hugging the horse's neck to pull the reins to her, the immortal spirit horse panicked due to her snake demon aura. So holding onto the reins, she also panicked. Her panic made the immortal spirit horse even more skittish.
"How...how to ride?" She asked, already so nervous she was stuttering.
"Just like..."
Before Qin Ran could finish speaking, the panicked immortal spirit horse charged forward.
"...this."
Qin Ran finished his sentence watching the immortal spirit horse gallop away. He quickly spurred his own horse to give chase.
"Ahhh...save...me!" Long Qiqi's cries for help could be heard from very far away.
Chasing the night, Qin Ran brought the bruised and battered Long Qiqi through the forest path outside Dan Peak residence. They arrived at the meadow, in front of the wooden house, by the stream.
He took a deep breath of the fresh air at home. This was still the best. He could not help making a rhyming couplet in his heart: "I'd rather die than ever go out again! This f**king world is too f**king dangerous!"
Before he could finish feeling indignant, voices came from the other side. It was his silly disciple's voice. She whimpered, "Master...go take a look at what Chasing the Wind did in the house!"
Why did her accent sound so strange? Qin Ran wondered. Looking over, he saw his silly disciple leaning back in the rocking chair in front of the house. She was nibbling on a big juicy pear, her cheeks bulging. She looked at him gloatingly and spoke.
"What happened to Chasing the Wind?" Qin Ran suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Go see for yourself inside the house..." Li Shiyin rocked back and forth on the rocking chair, pointing behind her.
"Who is Chasing the Wind?" Long Qiqi asked.
Qin Ran felt an enormous crisis looming. He did not answer her but immediately jumped down from his horse and rushed into the house.
Long Qiqi carefully limped towards Li Shiyin. She smelled danger in the air and asked again, "Who is Chasing the Wind?"
"A silly cat." Li Shiyin replied. She looked Long Qiqi up and down and noticed she was full of injuries, her nose swollen and face bruised.
When she had left earlier Long Qiqi was perfectly fine. How did she become like this now? Frowning, she asked, "How did you end up like this?"
"Cat?" Long Qiqi was not interested in answering her question. She was more concerned about the dangerous aura in the air that made her extremely uneasy. "Is it a demon too?!"
"Not a demon...just a cat, big cat." Li Shiyin gesticulated the size with her big pear. Looking at the horse Long Qiqi had ridden, she guessed what happened and asked maliciously with a grin, "Did you fall off riding the horse?"
Long Qiqi pretended not to hear her and asked again, "It's not just some ordinary cat right?!"
"It really is just a silly cat..." Li Shiyin said.
At this time, there was finally some movement from the house. Qin Ran's anguished and hoarse yell could be heard. He roared loudly, "Chasing the Wind!!!"
His voice shattered the night curtain and battered the starry sky!
Li Shiyin heaved a sigh of relief and patted her chest. As long as he could still yell, things should be fine. She had been worried her master would be angered to death and stop breathing.
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.
【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.)
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)
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.”
