"Hooligans surnamed Qin?" Hearing this, Ji Lie froze for a moment. He quickly realized that the human brat before him was from the Desolate Ancient Qin Family.
Ji Lie didn't speak. He simply leaned back in his chair, his fingers resuming their tapping on the armrest. After a moment of silence, he finally opened his mouth:
"So you're from the Desolate Ancient Qin Family. No wonder you're so unbridled. But, so what? The Desolate Ancient Qin Family has over a hundred experts at the Immortal King realm and above, but my Myriad Demon Kingdom has over three hundred in total!"
"Others might fear the name of the Desolate Ancient Qin Family, but my Myriad Demon Kingdom does not. Why don't you ask if the Desolate Ancient Qin Family fears me?"
Hearing this, Ao Bing chuckled and shook his head:
"Emperor, you probably don't know yet. Qin Wuya has now grasped a complete Great Dao. Moreover, he recently managed to get his hands on a Supreme Dao Artifact from who knows where."
"Do you want to test whether his Supreme Dao Artifact is sharp?"
Ji Lie's fingers stopped tapping. In the instant they stopped, the air in the entire Myriad Demon Hall seemed to freeze.
A complete Great Dao, a Supreme Dao Artifact.
These two phrases were like invisible blades that accurately stabbed into Ji Lie's heart. After becoming an Immortal Emperor, he had tried countless methods, devouring various heavenly treasures and earthly relics, and comprehending countless Dao laws, but he could never touch the threshold of a complete Great Dao.
It wasn't that he didn't work hard enough, nor was it that his talent was lacking. It was truly because the Great Dao of the current era was fragmented. If one wanted to grasp a complete Great Dao, they had to jump out of this space-time.
But that would definitely attract a world-destroying tribulation. Yet now he was told that Qin Wuya had done it. How did he do it?
And a Supreme Dao Artifact. That was a peerless divine weapon a level higher than an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon. Since the birth of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens, only one had ever been nurtured. Rumor had it that it was a supreme divine weapon capable of threatening the Heavenly Dao. How did Qin Wuya obtain one?
Thinking of this, Ji Lie couldn't help but clench his fists, muttering in his heart, "This heaven and earth truly favors the human race!"
Ji Lie took a deep breath. It was a very long breath, so long that it seemed as if he was sucking tens of thousands of years of memories into his lungs. Then, he slowly exhaled:
"Brother Ao, I'll leave this brat to you. Given your relationship with Qin Wuya, it shouldn't be difficult to ask about the origin of the Primordial Dragon Emperor Avatar."
Ao Bing shrugged and said, "I'll do my best."
Hearing their conversation, Qin Hao couldn't help but laugh. Couldn't these two use voice transmission? They were just chatting so openly right in front of him?
"Don't waste your breath. I can't even explain how this Primordial Dragon Emperor Avatar came to be. Asking me is useless."
The Primordial Dragon Emperor Avatar was given by the system's beginner gift pack. How could these people possibly find out any information about the Primordial Dragon Emperor from it?
Ao Bing smiled. "Your father told me about your situation. I know you have a very special fortuitous encounter. You probably obtained this Primordial Dragon Emperor Avatar through that encounter, right?"
Qin Hao nodded.
Ao Bing looked deeply at Qin Hao and then said:
"Brat, are you interested in taking a trip to the Northern Desolate Dragon Clan with me? You must have seen how much our Dragon Clan's shapeshifting helps with combat power. Do you want to possess this ability?"
Qin Hao froze for a moment, then asked suspiciously:
"Shapeshifting? You want to transform me into a dragon?"
Ao Bing nodded. "Yes! Moreover, I don't just want to transform you into an ordinary dragon. I want to transform you into the Primordial Dragon Emperor of the new era. If it's you, it might just be possible!"
Ao Bing, Qin Wuya, and the Jiang family's Jiang Changsheng had known each other since they were young. Although they belonged to different factions and were even of different races, it didn't hinder the friendship between the three of them.
Qin Wuya often showed off Qin Hao in front of Ao Bing and Jiang Changsheng, calling him his proudest masterpiece. During their conversations, Ao Bing also learned a bit about Qin Hao's situation, knowing that Qin Hao could replicate other people's physiques.
With such a special physique and bearing the Primordial Dragon Emperor Avatar, Ao Bing instantly thought of the drop of Primordial Dragon Emperor essence blood sealed within his clan.
If it were this brat, the power of the Primordial Dragon Emperor's bloodline would...
"Ao Bing! What are you trying to do?" Ji Lie stood up abruptly, looking at Ao Bing nervously.
Ao Bing smiled lightly. "Lord Emperor, as the patriarch, I should have the right to decide how to deal with the belongings of my Northern Desolate Dragon Clan, right?"
"Nonsense! That item is not only a possession of your Northern Desolate Dragon Clan, but also a treasure of my Myriad Demon Kingdom! How can you give it to a human?"
Ao Bing shook his head. "Emperor, how many years has that thing been sealed? No one has ever been able to control it. This brat might be able to. When the time comes, he can also be considered half a member of the Myriad Demon Kingdom. We won't be losing out."
Ji Lie, however, didn't think so. The reason he agreed to marry Ji Ruxue to Ao Yu was precisely for the Primordial Dragon Emperor essence blood sealed by the Northern Desolate Dragon Clan!
Ji Ruxue possessed the Myriad Demon Dao-Devouring Physique, which could automatically be compatible with any demon bloodline or divine beast essence blood, achieving 100% fusion without conflict or backlash. Others might not be able to control the Primordial Dragon Emperor essence blood, but his daughter, Ji Ruxue, might be able to obtain the power of the Primordial Dragon Emperor from it.
It was precisely because he had his eyes on this point that Ji Lie agreed to the marriage alliance with Ao Bing. Now that Ao Bing wanted to hand over the Primordial Dragon Emperor essence blood to someone else, how could Ji Lie possibly agree?
"Brother Ao, we can discuss the marriage alliance again. I think it's best if the belongings of the Myriad Demon Kingdom stay in the Myriad Demon Kingdom."
These two didn't even bother to hide their conversation from others. Qin Hao heard everything clearly from below. Judging from Ji Lie's attitude, Qin Hao would be a fool if he couldn't tell that Ao Bing was offering him a massive fortuitous encounter.
He hurriedly stepped forward and expressed:
"Uncle Ao, I'm willing to go to the Northern Desolate Dragon Clan with you. When I was at home, I always heard my father talk about you, and I have long looked up to you in my heart. Now that I have the opportunity to visit your clan, Uncle Ao, I feel extremely honored. I hope you won't despise me."
Ji Lie's mouth twitched, and he sneered in his heart, "This brat changes his tune way too fast. You weren't like this just now. Where did that arrogant attitude of yours go? Now you know to call him 'Uncle' left and right?"
Ji Lie turned to look at Ao Bing again, his eyes seemingly saying, "Hey, you wouldn't believe this brat's nonsense, would you? He's completely playing you."
Unexpectedly, Ao Bing looked at Qin Hao with great interest and asked:
"Then tell me, what does your father usually say about me in front of you?"
Qin Hao took two steps forward, his facial expression unspeakably sincere:
"Uncle Ao, you don't know, but when my father is at home, he mentions you way more often than he mentions Uncle Jiang."
Hearing this, Ao Bing nodded. "That's only natural. True brothers are me and big brother. Jiang Changsheng? Hmph, he's just forcefully squeezing into a circle he doesn't belong in."
"My father asked me, 'Hao'er, do you know who the most loyal person in this world is?'"
Ao Bing raised an eyebrow slightly, a playful smile curving the corners of his mouth: "Who is it?"
"The Northern Desolate Demon Emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom is a man of towering righteousness. After meeting you, my father finally understood what kind of person is truly worth befriending. He even said that because of you, Uncle Ao, his standards have been raised so high that he now uses you as the ultimate benchmark for choosing friends, which is exactly why he can't seem to make any friends anymore."
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.
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!
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."
