Good heavens, Qin Hao finally understood. It turned out that seeing his outstanding performance, they had come to seek his guidance.
With a smile on his face, Qin Hao patted Lao Liu on the shoulder and said earnestly,
"Lao Liu, your cultivation base is not bad. However, when it comes to cultivation, you can't just cultivate Qi without tempering the body. A high cultivation base is important, but body refinement cannot be neglected."
"I have a Star Body-Forging Platform in my mansion. When the madams are done using it, you can borrow it to train. Tempering yourselves more will do you no harm."
Hearing this, the eyes of Lao Liu and the other two instantly lit up.
"Lord Imperial Son, as long as we use this Star Body-Forging Platform to temper our bodies, will we become as vigorous and fierce as you, Your Highness?"
Qin Hao shook his head. "My talent isn't something you can catch up to just through hard work, but I can guarantee that your strength will definitely improve greatly."
After saying that, Qin Hao patted their shoulders and headed to the back mountain on his own.
As soon as Qin Hao left, the three of them instantly lost their composure.
"I'll go borrow it first!"
"Let me go first! Lao Liu, it's not like you've been inadequate for just a day or two, does this little bit of time matter? Go line up in the back."
"Bah, what absolute bullshit! You're the one who's inadequate. I only look inadequate compared to the Lord Imperial Son. If you don't accept it, how about the two of us compete?"
...
Qin Hao arrived at an open valley. In the valley stood an old locust tree that had lived for an unknown number of years. Its trunk was as thick as a city wall, and its canopy blotted out the sky and sun, looking like a giant, open umbrella.
Qin Hao saw a person standing under the tree, wearing a cyan shirt, with his hands behind his back, facing away from him and looking at the distant mountains.
Qin Hao recognized at a glance that this was his cheapskate father.
"Hmph, it's definitely not a coincidence. This old geezer must have calculated that I'd come here and waited for me in advance."
Qin Hao smacked his lips and stepped forward quickly. "Dad, what did you want to see me for?"
Qin Wuya didn't speak, but instead gave Qin Hao a meaningful look.
"Not bad, young man. You're quite energetic, bringing another person back again?"
Qin Hao didn't take Qin Wuya's bait, but simply pointed with his chin at the Nine Tribulations Sword hanging at Qin Wuya's waist.
"Dad, is this Nine Tribulations Sword of mine easy to use?"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Wuya's expression changed. "What do you mean 'your' Nine Tribulations Sword? Didn't I trade several Peak Emperor Weapons with you for it? It's mine now."
Hearing this, Qin Hao's vision went dark and he almost lost his footing. He took a deep breath and pointed at the Nine Tribulations Sword at Qin Wuya's waist.
"Dad, let's be reasonable when we speak, okay? A few Peak Emperor Weapons, and you want to trade away my Nine Tribulations Sword? This is a Supreme Dao Artifact! Do you know what a Supreme Dao Artifact means?"
Qin Wuya shrugged. "Of course I know. How could I not know how strong my Supreme Dao Artifact is?"
Qin Hao's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He finally understood what true shamelessness was. Back then, in order to get the Nine Tribulations Sword from his hands, Qin Wuya had lowered his stance to an unimaginable degree.
Now that the Nine Tribulations Sword was in his hands, he directly started acting shamelessly, claiming it was his Supreme Dao Artifact.
"Thank goodness I left a backup plan, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to get this Supreme Dao Artifact back!"
Thinking of this, Qin Hao coldly snorted. "Hmph, I don't care. If you want to continue using the Nine Tribulations Sword, you have to renew the lease, otherwise I'm taking it back."
Qin Wuya laughed heartily. His laughter echoed in the valley, startling a flock of spirit sparrows resting on the old locust tree. He stood with his hands behind his back, his cyan shirt fluttering slightly in the valley breeze.
That unhurried and calm bearing of his perfectly matched his status as the number one person in the Three Realms and Nine Heavens.
"Xiao Hao, haha." Qin Wuya looked at Qin Hao, the smile at the corners of his mouth deepening.
"I really want to see what methods a little Body Integration Realm cultivator like you has to take the Nine Tribulations Sword from the hands of a complete Great Dao Immortal Emperor like me."
Saying this, Qin Wuya reached out and touched the sword hilt at his waist. His movements were slow and leisurely, as if to say: I'll just stand here and not move, let's see what you can do.
Qin Wuya had also been using the Nine Tribulations Sword for a few months now. Over these months, he believed he had completely figured out this sword, and had even planted his own exclusive brand within it.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call the current Nine Tribulations Sword his natal Dao Artifact. He simply didn't believe that if he didn't give it up, Qin Hao would have any way to take the Nine Tribulations Sword back from his hands.
Seeing his old man's fearless, rogue-like appearance, Qin Hao was furious.
"Fine, you forced me to do this." Qin Hao nodded forcefully. This old geezer was actually playing such mind games with him. Fine, if I don't make you bleed heavily this time, don't even think about using the Nine Tribulations Sword again.
"System! Retrieve the Nine Tribulations Sword into the system space!" Qin Hao said silently in his heart.
Qin Wuya had a smiling face, waiting to see what tricks Qin Hao could pull. He touched the Nine Tribulations Sword at his waist. The sword body exuded a faint Dao rhythm, as if it were one with him.
Suddenly, Qin Wuya's expression drastically changed. The previously quiet Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly emitted a hum, and then the sword was gone.
Qin Wuya didn't feel any power fluctuations; it was just gone! It was as if this Nine Tribulations Sword had never existed. It vanished from his waist, and his hand still maintained the posture of touching the sword, only now he was touching thin air.
Qin Wuya looked at his empty waist in astonishment, then looked up at Qin Hao. Seeing Qin Hao looking at him with a playful expression, Qin Wuya couldn't help but ask,
"You... what kind of method is this?"
Qin Hao chuckled, "Dad, your son has plenty of methods!"
Seeing Qin Wuya's expression, which looked like he had just seen a ghost, Qin Hao felt incredibly comfortable in his heart. He slowly took the Nine Tribulations Sword out of his system space, deliberately slowing down his movements, as if unwrapping a long-awaited gift.
The blade appeared inch by inch in Qin Hao's hand. The clear sword light reflected Qin Hao's face, as well as Qin Wuya's stunned expression.
"Dad, what were you saying just now?" Qin Hao held the Nine Tribulations Sword and flourished it in the air. "Sure enough, it still prefers staying by my side."
The corner of Qin Wuya's eye twitched. Soon, he recovered from his shock and squeezed out a smile at Qin Hao.
"Hahaha, Xiao Hao, Dad was just joking with you just now. Really, you can't even take a joke, actually taking it back. Isn't it just renewing the lease? I'll renew it!"
Qin Hao tossed the sword into the air. The Nine Tribulations Sword flipped a few times in the air before landing steadily back into Qin Hao's hand. Qin Hao caught the sword and casually twirled it.
"But now, I don't want to rent it out anymore."
Qin Wuya's mouth twitched. What do you mean you don't want to rent it out anymore? This sword can't display much of its power in your hands anyway, and it doesn't help your strength that much. You clearly just want to extort more benefits from me!
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."
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?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
