Qin Hao shook his head with a bewildered look on his face. "Said what?"
Qin Wuya looked Qin Hao up and down before continuing, "If they didn't say it, then forget it. There's no need for you to know anyway, since it's still uncertain whether this kind of thing is true or false."
At this point, Qin Wuya paused and then asked, "Kid, what you told me before, about that woman still being alive and trapped in the Immortal Ancient Battlefield, are you sure about this?"
Qin Hao nodded heavily. "Of course. Ruyan told me this herself, how could it be fake?"
Qin Wuya pursed his lips in thought for a moment before saying, "I know she told you herself. To tell you the truth, I went to the Immortal Ancient Battlefield alone these past two days to look for her, but I couldn't find her."
Qin Hao raised an eyebrow. "Old man, if you were going, you should have taken me with you. If I went, I definitely would have found her."
Hearing this, Qin Wuya could not help but let out a cold snort. "Hmph, if it were that easy to bring you along, I would have taken you right now. That place is extremely dangerous, even for me."
As he spoke, Qin Wuya unconsciously glanced at his arm. There was a Dao injury there, left behind from his recent trip to the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.
Qin Wuya shook his head, pushing those thoughts aside. Instead, he reached out and grabbed Qin Hao by the collar, lifting him up as easily as picking up a little chick.
"Dad, what are you doing? I can walk by myself! Put me down!"
Qin Hao struggled in Qin Wuya's grip for a few moments, but upon realizing he could not break free, he simply gave up resisting and let himself be carried.
Qin Wuya's figure flashed, and he disappeared from the courtyard, taking Qin Hao with him.
In an instant, the two arrived in front of a towering palace. The palace was completely black and exuded an ancient, weathered aura, as if it had existed for hundreds of millions of years.
"Is this the sleeping quarters of the First Ancestor?"
Qin Hao looked around curiously. Having reached their destination, Qin Wuya finally set him down on the ground.
Qin Wuya led Qin Hao toward the inside of the palace. Pushing open the heavy black doors, an ancient and majestic presence rushed toward them.
Inside, the hall was brightly lit, giving off a solemn and dignified feeling.
Qin Hao looked up and saw that quite a few people had already gathered deep within the grand hall.
Every one of those people had a profound aura, their cultivation bases unfathomable.
At this moment, a group of the Qin family's ancestors were surrounding a young man. The young man was dressed in white, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He had an imposing appearance and exuded an innate arrogance from head to toe.
The Qin family ancestors surrounded him, praising him all at once:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Qin Zhantian is truly worthy of being the first-generation Emperor Son of our Qin family. Look at his foundation, it's so solid it's outrageous! I've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and this is the first time I've ever seen such a stable foundation."
"Indeed. And this spiritual energy quality, do you all feel it? It's too pure! It doesn't feel like the spiritual energy of a Body Integration Realm cultivator at all. Even when this old man was in the Mahayana Realm, the purity of my spiritual energy was nowhere near Qin Zhantian's current level."
Listening to the praises of the surrounding ancestors, the corners of Qin Zhantian's mouth curled up slightly. He released a bit of the vitality and blood-qi power from his body. Instantly, a majestic force of blood-qi surged out from him, reverberating throughout the grand hall.
That blood-qi power was as vast as the ocean and as scorching as a flame. It actually condensed into an illusory phantom of a Qilin in the air above the hall, roaring toward the heavens.
The ancestors watched, dumbfounded. "Blood-qi materialization! Heavens, it's actually blood-qi materialization. Just how surging must one's blood-qi power be to achieve this?"
"This blood-qi power is a hundred times stronger than that of demonic beasts in the same realm! Haha, Qin Zhantian is truly worthy of being our Qin family's first-generation Emperor Son. With such talent, he will definitely reach the pinnacle of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens in the future. He might even lead our Qin family to a new peak."
Hearing his proud son receive such high praise from everyone, the First Ancestor could not stop the corners of his mouth from rising. He raised a hand to motion for everyone to quiet down, then said to Qin Zhantian:
"Qin Zhantian, show it to them."
Qin Zhantian nodded lightly, then took a step forward.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering without any wind, and a profoundly mysterious aura began to permeate around him.
The aura of the Great Dao!
The elders in the hall instantly fell silent. Everyone's eyes widened, and they held their breath.
Because they felt a complete Great Dao!
In this era where the Great Dao was fragmented, what emanated from Qin Zhantian's body was actually the aura of a complete Great Dao!
"This, this is a complete Great Dao! How is this possible? First Ancestor, how did Qin Zhantian achieve this?"
The crowd hurriedly looked toward the First Ancestor, their eyes filled with anticipation.
The First Ancestor smiled gently:
"Haha, I once accidentally entered a ruin. Deep within that ruin, I found a Qilin egg that had been slumbering since the Immortal Ancient Era."
"That Qilin egg is a product of a time when the Great Dao was complete, and its bloodline contains the brand of a complete Great Dao."
"When I decided to have Qin Zhantian slumber to prepare for the era of great contention, I used a secret technique to fuse Qin Zhantian with the Qilin egg."
"Now that Qin Zhantian has broken out of the egg, not only has he mastered the bloodline power of the Qilin, but he has also reflected the complete Great Dao within it. This allowed him to cultivate a complete Great Dao in this era where the Dao is fragmented."
After hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.
"So that's how it is. No wonder Qin Zhantian's blood-qi power is so vigorous and he can even materialize his blood-qi into a Qilin. It turns out he fused with a Qilin bloodline."
Looking at Qin Zhantian, the group of ancestors grew fonder of him the more they looked:
"This is the true Qilin child of our Qin family. Qin Zhantian is worth our Qin family pouring all our resources into cultivating!"
"That's right, Qin Zhantian is simply a treasure sent by heaven to our Qin family. A complete Great Dao, a Qilin bloodline. Hahaha, it looks like our Qin family is about to step up to another level."
Just as the group of ancestors were sparing no praise for Qin Zhantian, a lazy voice suddenly rang out:
"No, is it really that exaggerated? I feel like he's quite mediocre. Or could it be that you ancestors haven't actually seen much of the world?"
The voice was not loud, but it clearly entered everyone's ears. The air in the grand hall instantly froze.
Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at the source of the voice.
Qin Hao stood there, nonchalantly picking his ear. Then, when all the ancestors looked at him, he blew a breath of air toward them.
He was calm and breezy, as if that earth-shattering remark he just made was nothing more than a casual "the weather is nice today."
"Qin Wuya, shouldn't you discipline your son properly? Is it that hard to admit that someone else is outstanding?"
Qin Wuya walked straight past everyone, went to the First Ancestor's side, pulled out the chair next to the First Ancestor, and sat down without a care in the world:
"Admitting that someone else is outstanding is indeed not hard, but you have to actually be outstanding, right? I think what little Hao said has no flaws. What? Is it not allowed for people to point out mediocrity?"
The father and son chimed in with each other, both wearing an arrogant expression that screamed "the heavens are first, the earth is second, and I am third." This truly infuriated the group of ancestors.
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."
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.”
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.
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?!
