The moment Qin Zhongtian appeared, the entire world fell silent. It was not a suppression by force, but an instinctive submission of all creation.
Li Mu stared blankly at the man before him, his mind completely empty.
He knew this person. No, it would be more accurate to say that every disciple of the Xuantian Sacred Land knew this person.
The Vice Sect Master of the Xuantian Sacred Land, Ye Zhongtian. Rumor had it that the Vice Sect Master had been planted in the Xuantian Sacred Land by the Ancient Qin Family, and his real name was Qin Zhongtian. This secret had previously been unknown to anyone.
It wasn't until recently, when all the major factions of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens collaborated, that he stopped hiding his identity.
Eldest nephew? Was the eldest nephew this guy spoke of actually the Vice Sect Master of the Xuantian Sacred Land? How could such a thing be possible!
Li Mu did not want to believe it, nor did he dare to.
However, the events unfolding right before his eyes forced him to believe it.
Qin Zhongtian's gaze fell upon Qin Hao, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile.
"You can sense my aura. It seems your memory has recovered, Little Uncle. Have you finished transcending your tribulation?"
Qin Hao shook his head. "I didn't recover my memory on my own, but through an external force. I don't know if there will be any side effects."
Saying this, Qin Hao paused. It was the item left behind by Liu Ruyan that helped him regain his memories. Ruyan certainly wouldn't harm him, so he figured there wouldn't be any negative effects.
"What! How could this be? What external force? Why didn't I sense it at all?"
Seeing the panicked look on Qin Zhongtian's face, Qin Hao smiled and patted his shoulder.
"It's a minor issue, it won't have any impact. Eldest nephew, you are still too weak. As your uncle, I must remind you to cultivate diligently and absolutely not slack off in the slightest."
Qin Zhongtian's mouth twitched as he watched Qin Hao put on the airs of an elder.
He stopped worrying about Qin Hao and instead turned his eyes to Li Mu.
The instant their gazes met, Li Mu's mind went entirely blank.
"Vice... Vice Sect Master, I..."
Without giving Li Mu a chance to speak, Qin Zhongtian simply snapped his fingers, and in the next second, Li Mu died on the spot.
"Not just him, but everyone in the Three Realms and Nine Heavens who shares his bloodline has been erased by me. Little Uncle, are you satisfied with my solution?"
Qin Hao curled his lip. "It's just so-so."
With that said, Qin Hao turned to look at Xu Siya. At this moment, Xu Siya was frozen in place. When she heard Qin Hao call out and summon an Immortal King like Qin Zhongtian, Xu Siya knew that Qin Hao had regained his memories.
He was no longer Ah Cheng; he was the unreachable son of the Immortal Emperor.
Looking at Xu Siya, Qin Hao felt a sense of unreality in his heart.
"This damn system is quite efficient. It even managed to get me a gig while I had amnesia!"
Qin Hao walked toward Xu Siya. Sensing his approach, Xu Siya took a step back.
Seeing this, Qin Hao frowned slightly and took another step toward her, and Xu Siya took another step back.
"Are you afraid of me?" Qin Hao looked at Xu Siya and asked in a low voice.
Xu Siya nodded, then quickly shook her head. Was she afraid? A little. If Qin Hao hadn't recovered his memory, she wouldn't be feeling such immense pressure.
But now, Qin Hao had regained his memory. He was an Emperor's Son. And who was she? Just the daughter of a minor city lord in the Middle Three Heavens. She felt she wasn't good enough and was completely unworthy of him.
Seeing the resistance on Xu Siya's face, Qin Hao stepped right up and pulled Xu Siya into his arms.
"Tsk tsk, didn't someone say they were going to protect me for the rest of my life? Why are you hiding from me now?"
Feeling the beating of Qin Hao's chest and smelling his scent, Xu Siya lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Don't... don't make fun of me. With your status, how could I protect you? It makes more sense for you to protect me."
Qin Hao extended his index finger and lifted Xu Siya's chin, forcing her to look at him.
"That works. From now on, in the Three Realms and Nine Heavens, if anyone dares to bully you, just mention my name."
Saying this, Qin Hao let go of Xu Siya, took a step back, and held out his hand to her.
"Let's get to know each other again. Qin Hao of the Qin Family. Of course, if you prefer, you can still call me Ah Cheng. Like I said, no matter what happens in the future, I will always be your Ah Cheng."
"My words still count."
Xu Siya looked at the hand extended toward her, and the gloom in her heart was instantly dispelled.
"I will always be your Ah Cheng. That sentence still counts."
Hearing these words, Xu Siya could no longer hold back. She didn't take Qin Hao's hand, but instead threw herself directly into his embrace.
"When I learned of your identity, I thought you wouldn't want me anymore once you got your memories back! Do you really not despise me?"
Qin Hao pinched Xu Siya's soft, flawless cheek.
"When I was a beggar, you didn't despise me either."
Watching the two of them being all lovey-dovey, Qin Zhongtian secretly took out a recording stone, captured the scene unfolding before him, and sent it to Su Qingyue via a voice transmission jade slip.
"Disciple, this is as much as your master can do to help you. You need to rein him in. If you don't, the Qin Family won't have enough room to house them all!"
Millions of miles away in a secret realm, Su Qingyue was traveling alongside Xia Lingxi and Jiang Xinyao.
Suddenly, the jade pendant at her waist vibrated. It was the frequency her master used to contact her.
Su Qingyue did not dare delay. She hurriedly took out the jade pendant and saw Qin Hao holding a girl in his arms, pinching her chin, and smiling with utmost tenderness.
"Sisters! Something has happened!"
As soon as she said this, it immediately caught the attention of Jiang Xinyao and Xia Lingxi. The two of them came over to Su Qingyue, and when they saw the image projected from the jade pendant, both of their faces darkened.
"What should we do?" Jiang Xinyao spoke first, looking at Su Qingyue and Xia Lingxi.
Su Qingyue gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "I can accept him having other women around him, but the problem now isn't that there's another woman, it's that he's moving way too fast. How long has it been? He's provoked another one."
"The three of us, plus the one from the Ancient Immortal Era, the two at home, and now this one. That makes seven! If we let him keep going like this, what will become of us?"
Jiang Xinyao nodded. "You're right, it's too many. I'm going back to the Qin Family. It's all our fault for being too indulgent with him!"
Su Qingyue nodded in agreement. "We need to use some tactics!"
The two looked at Xia Lingxi, who quickly stated her position, "I will listen to you two sisters. I'll do whatever you want me to do!"
Xia Lingxi's strategy was very simple. She knew her talent was relatively poor among Qin Hao's women, so she had to tightly cling to the coattails of the two women in front of her to form an unbreakable little faction.
"Alright, then it's settled. Let's go, back to the Qin Family!"
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.
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.”
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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."
