The Daoist was indeed smart.
Wang Ye only gave him a hint, yet he immediately understood the intention behind it.
As for the scarecrow, it was just for fun.
Wang Ye was not a good person, so there was no need to tell him everything. If he didn't leave something behind, Wang Ye would have treated everyone equally today.
After all, Wang Ye was now a weeping ghost, and Mao Yong'an wouldn't be able to find anything on him afterwards.
After Mao Yong'an left, Wang Ye went to the sack.
He had only brought a rope downstairs, but clearly had no intention of giving the rope away.
In fact, Wang Ye was a little wary of this guy in his heart.
After all, Xiao Wu's strength had been nearly halved after just an hour. Besides, even Xiao Wu at his peak had barely escaped from him.
But he still had to try boldly.
Thinking so, Wang Ye tentatively took out a brazier from the sack as a test.
The brazier was also a torture device used to burn charcoal and heat iron brands.
Seeming to understand Wang Ye's intention, he casually cut a slit on his belly and took the blood from his abdomen to form a blood clot, which he threw into the brazier.
Then his belly closed up.
Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Although there was clearly still a lot left in this guy's belly, it was better to err on the side of caution.
He gently took a step back and let Wang Ye go past him.
Wang Ye looked at him curiously, then entered the passage and left.
In an instant, only the somewhat weak middle-aged man was left in the torture chamber.
He had a very complex expression, mimicking Mao Yong'an's actions by throwing some copper needles used for torture and a whip into the sack.
The result...
Wang Ye didn't move at all.
...
He tried throwing in an iron bar covered in spikes, looking at Wang Ye expectantly.
The result...
Wang Ye was still motionless.
The middle-aged man's face turned ugly.
Based on his previous analysis, this ghost wouldn't go too far if he didn't fight back. After all, the previous two left quite a lot behind and got away safely after paying a toll.
Why wouldn't it work when it was his turn?
Wang Ye looked at the middle-aged man, filled with coldness inside.
He realized that having someone who looked like him take the blame for him didn't seem to be a bad thing after all.
At least this way, he could detect who harbored hostility towards him from the shadows.
This guy had always looked at that Wang Ye nonchalantly before.
That gaze was exactly the same as Luo Ping's.
And he gave off the same aura. Adding the abnormality of Luo Ping's corpse, if he couldn't figure out from these clues that the man before him was Luo Ping, then he should just die.
Sure enough, when the middle-aged man sensed something wrong, he immediately stopped paying and quickly retreated to stand beside the coffin, looking at Wang Ye warily.
Just like Luo Ping, afraid of death.
Wang Ye sneered. No matter how Luo Ping concealed his identity and changed his appearance, his fear of death had never changed.
What a waste of that intellect, not using it properly.
Sighing slightly, he instantly rushed forward with Xiao Si and Xiao Wu, not giving Luo Ping a chance to make a last stand.
Luo Ping's face twisted wildly as he let out a low roar, looking somewhat insane.
On the ground, the body of the girl silently stood up, her expression numb, sneak attacking Wang Ye.
Able to manipulate corpses?
Wang Ye glanced at the girl, then moved around Luo Ping at a bizarre speed to get behind him.
Then he punched Luo Ping's back.
At the same time, Xiao Si and Xiao Wu in front killed over from both sides, seamlessly ripping off both of Luo Ping's arms to prevent him from playing any tricks.
In just an instant, Luo Ping was already restrained in place, unable even to resist.
As for the girl's corpse, Xiao Wu shattered her delicate head with one punch, turning it into mush.
Why...why?
I have no grudge against you!
Luo Ping looked at Wang Ye despairingly, not understanding.
No grudge?
You nearly killed me in Lin'an City.
Wang Ye patted Luo Ping's shoulder and said softly.
Wang Ye!!!
Luo Ping was stunned for a moment. He looked incredulously at the ghostly man before him, then his whole face was filled with rage: If not for you, I would have refined myself into a Half-King level demon by now!
By then, unifying the human race and sweeping the Wasteland would be easy!
You ruined the future of the human race!
You are the one who should die!
If looks could kill, Luo Ping would have shredded Wang Ye into a thousand pieces by now.
Ignorant fool!
Wang Ye looked at Luo Ping coldly: Have you ever been deep into the Wasteland? Do you know what strength the guy from Lin'an City amounted to in the Wasteland?
All so-called acts for the human race are merely excuses to satisfy your own desires!
The human race would have to be cursed for eight generations to produce a spawn like you!
Wang Ye's voice was icy cold. Holding the still blood-stained wooden chair, he slowly walked towards Luo Ping, full of killing intent.
Without a doubt, the next second Wang Ye would smash Luo Ping's head.
Sensing the threat of death approaching, Luo Ping started to panic.
I...I...
You can't kill me. I'm called Luo Ping. I'm a descendant of the Luo family.
My ancestors shed blood for the human race.
I'm the descendant of heroes.
Luo Ping forcefully swallowed, his face drenched in sweat. Before absolute strength, all schemes became jokes.
The Luo family?
You're from a family before the Eternal Night?
And what do you mean by Half-King level earlier?
Wang Ye squatted in front of Luo Ping and asked.
He vaguely felt that this guy might know a lot.
Luo Ping looked at Wang Ye full of hope, as if grasping at a final lifeline: I said it...will you let me go if I do?
I swear by the names of my parents that if...if I cause you trouble in the future, may my family's ancestors never rest in peace!
....
Wang Ye had a strange look on his face.
This Luo Ping was simply afraid of death to an extreme...
Wang Ye hadn't even said anything yet and he was making such a vicious oath already?
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
