Xiaolan's excited expression stiffened slightly upon hearing Qin Kexin's words.
She didn't understand. When her young lady had just heard the words "Lord Divine Son," her eyes had lit up. She had thought her young lady would be very interested in news about Lord Divine Son, but this was her reaction instead.
Xiaolan muttered in her heart, but she didn't dare show it on her face. She just lowered her head and replied:
"I'm sorry, Miss. I shouldn't have disturbed you."
After saying that, Xiaolan bowed to Qin Kexin and turned to leave.
Qin Kexin watched Xiaolan's back. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she forced herself to hold it back.
Seeing Xiaolan walking further away step by step, Qin Kexin's heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat, itching with curiosity.
"Wait!"
Finally, Qin Kexin couldn't hold back and spoke up.
Xiaolan stopped and turned back to look at her. "Does Miss have any other orders?"
Qin Kexin's face grew slightly hot. She turned her face away, pretending to look at the scenery outside, but didn't forget to speak:
"Um... you just said... he was very impressive today? ... In what way was he impressive?"
Xiaolan was slightly taken aback. Huh? Strange, didn't Miss just say what kind of thing Lord Divine Son was? Why was she now so eager to know how impressive he was?
Seeing that Xiaolan didn't speak, Qin Kexin grew a little anxious, but outwardly she still pretended to be casual:
"Don't misunderstand. I just saw that you were quite enthusiastic, so for your sake, I'll reluctantly listen."
Hearing this, Xiaolan nodded thoughtfully. Then, she cleared her throat and began to vividly describe to Qin Kexin how Qin Hao had suppressed a group of ancient geniuses in the secret realm today.
...
"Miss, Lord Divine Son is amazing, right? They all say that the Great Dao cultivated by the ancient geniuses is more complete, and they are countless times stronger than contemporary geniuses. Yet, Lord Divine Son suppressed several ancient geniuses all by himself."
"Moreover, Lord Divine Son is currently only at the Void Refinement Realm, while those ancient geniuses are just like you, Miss, all at the Body Integration Realm."
Qin Kexin was originally listening with keen interest, but when she heard that Qin Hao had single-handedly suppressed Qin Tian and the others, a look of surprise flashed through her eyes.
However, Xiaolan's last sentence made Qin Kexin displeased no matter how she listened to it:
"Hmph, just like me? Xiaolan, you don't actually think that Qin Tian can be compared to me, do you?"
"There is also a gap between ancient geniuses. Worthless trash like Qin Tian and his group, I can suppress with a raise of my hand."
Xiaolan blinked, then asked, "Then what about Lord Divine Son?"
Qin Hao's handsome face surfaced in Qin Kexin's mind. She turned her face away, her tone a bit awkward: "Him? He's just a little stronger than those pieces of trash."
Xiaolan looked at her young lady's awkward appearance and understood everything as clear as a mirror. She smiled lightly and said nothing.
Qin Kexin glared at her: "What is that look in your eyes?"
Xiaolan quickly bowed: "This servant naturally believes in Miss's judgment."
Qin Kexin snorted coldly and waved her hand: "Alright, you can leave."
Qin Kexin walked back to the window and sat down heavily.
Less than three seconds after sitting, she stood up again.
She paced, sat, and stood up again.
After repeating this several times, she finally stopped and took a deep breath:
"Fine, I will go see for myself what the hell this bastard is up to!"
After saying this, Qin Kexin herself was stunned. Taking the initiative to find him? Was this still her, Qin Kexin?
"No, I'm only looking for him because I want to vent some anger on behalf of the ancient geniuses and show him a thing or two. Otherwise, he'll think that all of us ancient geniuses are a bunch of ignorant good-for-nothings."
"Yes, that's right, that's exactly it. There is no other reason!"
Qin Kexin bit her lip, walked to the dressing table, and looked at herself in the mirror.
Her hair was a bit messy, so she tidied it up.
Her clothes didn't look too good, so she changed into another outfit.
Her face looked a bit haggard, so she touched up her makeup.
After busying herself for a long time, she finally got herself perfectly ready, and Qin Kexin went out with a heart full of joy.
...
In Qin Hao's courtyard, Qin Hao was lying leisurely on a rattan chair, resting with his eyes closed.
Behind him, a pair of soft small hands was gently massaging his shoulders. The force was moderate, neither too light nor too heavy, just right.
"Haohao, is this pressure okay?" Shen Suning leaned close to Qin Hao's ear, her voice as soft and sweet as cotton candy.
Qin Hao gave a hum of agreement, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.
Receiving Qin Hao's approval, Shen Suning worked even harder. As she massaged him, she picked up a spirit fruit from the nearby table, peeled it, and offered it to his lips.
At the same time, Qin Kexin had already arrived at the entrance of Qin Hao's courtyard.
She took out a bronze mirror, adjusted her clothes, and smoothed her hair. After confirming that her appearance today was impeccable, she took a deep breath, raised her chin, and assumed her innate arrogant posture.
She strode proudly over to Ah Long and Ah Hu:
"Tell your Divine Son that I have come to see him."
After speaking, Qin Kexin stood with her hands behind her back, waiting for Ah Long and Ah Hu to go in and announce her arrival. In her view, once Qin Hao heard the news that she had come in person, he would definitely run out eagerly to welcome her.
That bastard, although he put on an appearance of not caring on the surface, he definitely cared about her in his heart.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have flirted with her and said those things that made her blush.
Now that she had come to his door personally, Qin Hao would definitely be flattered and hurry out to greet her. He definitely would.
However, upon hearing Qin Kexin's words, Ah Long and Ah Hu remained standing motionless in their spots.
Seeing that the two had no reaction at all, Qin Kexin furrowed her brows. "Hey, I'm talking to you two. Are you deaf? I told you to go notify your Divine Son and say that I have come to see him. Didn't you hear me?"
Ah Long and Ah Hu exchanged a glance, then bowed to Qin Kexin:
"Miss, apologies, but our Lord Divine Son has said that he is not seeing anyone today."
Qin Kexin's eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "Not seeing anyone? I am different. Go tell Qin Hao that I, Qin Kexin, have come to see him. He will definitely come out to see me."
Hearing this, Ah Long revealed a troubled expression. He looked Qin Kexin up and down, then spoke somewhat hesitantly:
"Miss Kexin, you should please go back."
"When our Lord Divine Son returned, he instructed that he would see no one, and if someone named Qin Kexin came, we should just drive her away."
"What!!!"
Qin Kexin only felt a surge of anger rush straight from the soles of her feet to her forehead, her face turning bright red. That bastard, what did this mean? Was he targeting her?
She laughed out of extreme anger:
"Heh, interesting, Qin Hao! I admit, from this moment on, you have successfully piqued my interest. Not seeing anyone, right? Then I insist on barging in!"
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."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
