Qin Kexin was suddenly grabbed by the waist by Qin Hao. Her whole body instantly stiffened, and her mind went completely blank. Only one thought echoed madly in her head:
What is he doing? What does he want to do?
"Bas... Bastard, you... let go of me!" Qin Kexin struggled with all her might, only to find that she couldn't muster any strength at all.
That hand resting on her waist, separated only by a thin layer of fabric, allowed her to clearly feel the warmth of Qin Hao's palm.
Seeing Qin Kexin struggle, Qin Hao not only didn't let her go, but instead lowered his head slightly, leaning even closer.
His breath gently brushed past Qin Kexin's cheek, carrying a unique scent that belonged solely to him.
Qin Kexin's heart rate instantly spiked to the limit. She had seen countless peerless geniuses and outstanding talents, yet no one had ever made her lose her composure like this.
Just being looked at by this bastard, she actually... actually felt her legs go weak!
"Let go! You dare barge into my courtyard without my permission! I am the daughter of the Fifth Ancestor of the Qin family! How dare you?"
Hearing this, Qin Hao chuckled softly, his eyes curving into crescents, looking incredibly handsome.
Qin Hao reached out and pinched Qin Kexin's chin, his voice carrying a somewhat bewitching tone: "Barged into your courtyard? I also want to barge into your heart. What? Do I need your permission for that too?"
Qin Kexin felt as if her mind exploded with a boom. She stared at Qin Hao with wide eyes, her cheeks flushing red at a visible speed.
The redness spread from her cheeks all the way down deep into her collar, turning the skin a burning crimson red, so hot it was astonishing.
"You, you, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Looking at Qin Kexin's flustered and panicked appearance, the smile in Qin Hao's eyes deepened.
But he didn't continue to press closer. When dealing with someone like Qin Kexin, who thought highly of herself and looked down on everyone else, he couldn't just blindly attack. He had to play a game of push and pull, giving her a sense of loss and keeping her on edge.
Thinking of this, Qin Hao let go of his hand. Qin Kexin felt a sudden emptiness at her waist, stumbled slightly, and almost lost her footing.
Qin Kexin raised her head and looked at Qin Hao in a daze. Qin Hao took a step back, putting some distance between them.
Qin Kexin was stunned: What does he mean? What is the meaning of this?
Qin Hao merely looked Qin Kexin up and down once, then let out a scoff before turning around and walking out of the courtyard.
His steps were unhurried, his demeanor relaxed, as if the person who had just held her in his arms, pinched her chin, and whispered sweet nothings wasn't him at all.
Qin Kexin stood frozen in place, watching Qin Hao walk away step by step, watching him disappear at the courtyard gate.
For some reason, a very strange feeling welled up in Qin Kexin's heart. Clearly she was just so furious with him that she wanted to bite him.
But now that Qin Hao had just left like that, she actually felt a bit disappointed.
"What the heck, bastard, what do you take my place for? You come and go as you please?" Qin Kexin muttered softly, her voice carrying a hint of grievance that even she hadn't noticed.
But soon, Qin Kexin snapped back to reality.
Wait, what was she doing? What was she feeling disappointed about?
She, Qin Kexin, daughter of the Fifth Ancestor of the Ancient Qin Family, a peerless genius from an era ago, the awakener of the Yin-Yang Divine Physique, would feel disappointed because a man left?
What a joke!
Qin Kexin stomped her foot fiercely, lifted her chin, and let out a forceful hmph toward the back that had already disappeared.
"Tch, who cares?"
Her voice echoed in the empty courtyard, but received no response. Qin Hao hadn't even turned his head; he had simply left.
Qin Kexin pouted and said disdainfully:
"Leave then! Go! If you have the guts, never come looking for me again. This young miss is happy to have some peace and quiet!"
With that, she turned around and strode back to her room.
Every step she took was forceful, as if she were venting something.
Bang!
She slammed the door shut, then leaned against it, crossed her arms over her chest, and scoffed coldly again:
"What the hell? How dare he flirt with this young miss! I was just careless this time. The next time you dare appear before me, I will definitely teach you a good lesson!"
As Qin Kexin spoke, she walked over to the table and poured herself a cup of tea.
Picking up the teacup, she took a sip, then viciously smashed the cup onto the floor:
"Stupid tea! It tastes awful!"
It was unclear whether she was cursing the tea or something else entirely.
...
Qin Hao was on his way back to his own courtyard when the system's notification sound suddenly rang in his mind:
[Ding! Host, please return to the client as soon as possible to complete the mission.]
Qin Hao curled his lips. "The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is. My leaving is also part of the mission. Besides, we're all members of the same family, we see each other all the time. Are you afraid she'll run away?"
"Don't worry, everything is under my control."
Before long, Qin Hao arrived at the gate of his own courtyard. He paused for a moment, then looked at the two guards at the door:
"Huh? Ah Long, Ah Hu, what happened to you two? Did someone come to cause trouble at my estate?"
Looking at the two guards at his gate, who were beaten black and blue and wrapped up like mummies, Qin Hao couldn't help but frown slightly. This shouldn't be. Su Ning was still at the estate. With her strength, unless the Immortal Emperor Ancestor of the Qin family came out of seclusion, no one could do anything to her.
How could anyone possibly come to his estate to cause trouble?
When Ah Long and Ah Hu saw Qin Hao, the grievances they had suppressed for the past month could no longer be contained.
The two of them tightly hugged Qin Hao's thighs, one on the left and one on the right:
"Lord Imperial Son! We've been wronged!"
"Lord Imperial Son! You must seek justice for us!"
Qin Hao looked down at the two mummies hugging his thighs, his mouth twitching uncontrollably:
"What's going on? What exactly happened? Two grown men, stop crying! What do you look like weeping and wailing like this!"
Ah Long and Ah Hu exchanged a glance, then spoke at the same time:
"It was Madam! It was the Immortal King Madam you brought back, Lord Imperial Son, who beat us!"
Qin Hao was stunned. Shen Suning? No, why would she beat up Ah Long and Ah Hu for no reason?
"What was her reason for hitting you?"
Ah Long wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a wronged expression:
"Lord Imperial Son, we were just standing guard normally as usual, but Madam said... said that the stench of us two lowly men covered up the scent you left in the courtyard, and then she beat us up."
Ah Hu felt even more wronged: "Madam has deep feelings for you, Lord Imperial Son, so we were naturally happy. Because of that, we wrapped ourselves up tightly, but unexpectedly, we still got beaten by Madam anyway."
"And the reason?" Qin Hao raised his eyebrows slightly and continued asking.
"Just because we said a few words. She said, she said that aside from the Lord Imperial Son, she didn't want to hear the voices of any other men, and so she beat us up."
Qin Hao's mouth twitched. These were indeed things that Shen Suning would do.
Qin Hao patted the two of them, then casually pulled out two Half-Step Imperial Weapons and tossed them over: "You two have suffered. Take these Half-Step Imperial Weapons, consider them my compensation to you."
Seeing the Half-Step Imperial Artifact tossed over by Qin Hao, the two immediately stopped crying. Suddenly, they felt that the little bit of grievance they had suffered was nothing at all. If this was the compensation, they would gladly serve as the Madam's punching bags every single day.
Qin Hao glanced at the two and assured them, "Don't worry, I will teach her a good lesson."
A lesson would definitely be taught, but as for the exact method... well, that was none of their business!
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.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.”
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."
