Qin Hao raised an eyebrow and followed Ji Ruxue into the newly restored room.
As the door closed, Qin Hao looked at Ji Ruxue with a playful expression and asked softly, "Being all mysterious, what is it?"
Hearing Qin Hao's voice, Ji Ruxue stiffened, her pair of fox ears trembling slightly.
She took a deep breath as if making some kind of resolution. After mentally preparing herself, she turned around. Her gaze was somewhat evasive, and her fingers unconsciously rested on her collar.
"I've thought it over, and I accept your proposal."
Ji Ruxue truly had no other choice. Qin Hao's displayed strength was simply too terrifying. That Ao Lie was an immortal, and a member of the dragon race at that, yet he was still no match for Qin Hao. Asking her to defeat Qin Hao tomorrow to win the inheritance rights to the Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence—she really had no confidence.
Furthermore, Qin Hao possessed the Primordial Dragon Emperor's dharma avatar. No matter how she looked at it, she didn't have the slightest chance.
Looking at her, the corners of Qin Hao's mouth slowly curled into an intriguing smile: "What have you thought over? What proposal are you accepting? Why don't I quite understand what you're talking about?"
Qin Hao's words made Ji Ruxue's small face turn bright red. This guy was asking despite knowing the answer! Wasn't he the one who suggested that foolproof plan? Now he was acting as if it had nothing to do with him.
"It's... it's the foolproof plan you mentioned before. I, I agree to it. To become your true Dao Companion. Are you satisfied now?"
Ji Ruxue's voice was very soft, carrying a barely detectable tremor. With a gentle movement of her fingers, her outer garment slipped from her shoulders, revealing her plain white inner clothing. Immediately after, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes meeting Qin Hao's gaze, her cheeks completely flushed.
Qin Hao chuckled softly, then reached out and helped Ji Ruxue pull her clothes back up. "Alright, I was just teasing you with those words. You don't have to do this. I don't like forcing women."
Qin Hao's movements were very gentle as he pulled the fallen outer garment back over Ji Ruxue's shoulders. Watching the gentle Qin Hao, Ji Ruxue froze in place.
She had originally thought that Qin Hao would go with the flow, act smug, or even... even do something. She never expected Qin Hao to actually reject her.
Looking at Qin Hao's face so close at hand, Ji Ruxue's cheeks grew even redder. But this time it wasn't out of shyness, but because of an indescribable emotion.
Qin Hao withdrew his hands, took a step back, and smiled at Ji Ruxue. That smile was as clean as the first snow in the Northern Wasteland, without the slightest impurity. "Alright, don't think too much about it. Isn't it just the Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence? When I get it, I'll just give it to you."
Qin Hao looked completely indifferent. What he needed to do now was raise Ji Ruxue's affection level. Anyway, as long as her affection reached over ninety-five, whatever special physique she obtained, he would get it too. One drop of Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence benefiting two people—why not do it?
Ji Ruxue stood stunned, her fox ears standing straight up. Her beautiful eyes were wide round, staring unblinkingly at Qin Hao as if trying to find traces of a lie on his face.
Did she hear that right? What did Qin Hao just say? Once he got the Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence, he would give it to her? That was the sacred relic of their Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, the ultimate treasure of the Northern Wasteland dragon race, a treasure countless cultivators dreamed of but could never obtain.
Yet this man spoke of it so casually, as if he were picking a wild flower by the roadside to give to her?
"What? You don't want to believe it? Or are you quite disappointed that I didn't become true Dao Companions with you?" Seeing Ji Ruxue completely dazed on the spot, Qin Hao reached out and flicked her ear, teasing her with a smile.
Ji Ruxue opened her mouth to say something, but found her throat felt blocked by something. She felt an indescribable sensation in her heart.
"Are you serious? Why?" After a long silence, Ji Ruxue couldn't help but ask.
Qin Hao shrugged. "Why do there have to be so many whys? You want it, so I want to give it to you. Is that not okay?"
Ji Ruxue's fox ears perked up. She wanted it, so he wanted to give it to her?
This sentence echoed repeatedly in Ji Ruxue's mind. Every word was like a honey-coated stone, dropping one by one into the lake of her heart, creating ripple after ripple.
She looked at Qin Hao's handsome face—every feature was perfectly placed, combining into something highly striking. When he wasn't smiling, he was coldly imposing; when he smiled, he was elegant and dazzling, making it impossible to look away. He also naturally carried an air of nobility and dominance that made people hesitant to approach easily.
Does he like me? Otherwise, why would he give me such a precious treasure like the Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence? Ji Ruxue felt her cheeks burning. The heat spread from the base of her ears to her neck, and even her fox ears were dyed a faint pink.
Were his words just now a confession? How should I respond to him? Ji Ruxue's heart pounded so loudly she suspected Qin Hao could hear it.
So, the Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence is a token of love?
Ji Ruxue subconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes, but the tail behind her unconsciously began to sway gently.
......
In the Dragon King's Palace, Ao Bing shook his head repeatedly.
"Damn! Big brother, your son is a prodigal!!!"
"I don't need to say how precious the Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence is, right? Do you know how much pressure I endured to prepare to give this blood essence to him? And what does he do? He turns around and uses it to win a girl's favor!"
The more Ao Bing spoke, the more indignant he became, truly feeling a sense of frustration at someone failing to meet expectations.
Hearing this, Qin Wuya burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahaha, I'm already used to it. What is the Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence? To win a woman's favor, this brat would even give away a supreme Dao artifact."
Ao Bing twitched his mouth and snorted coldly. "Big brother, how can this do? We cultivators, born between heaven and earth, should take the Great Dao as our path and the heavens as our ambition. How can we linger in the soft embrace of women? Aren't you going to discipline him?"
Qin Wuya smiled and waved his hand. "Don't be hasty. We indeed need to intervene. How about this: tomorrow, you upgrade the difficulty of their trial. It would be best if a life-and-death crisis appears, making it utterly impossible for them to pass."
Hearing this, Ao Bing looked puzzled. "Huh? What's the reasoning behind that?"
Qin Wuya looked at Ao Bing with a smile and said lightly, "If we don't create a bit of a crisis, how can my son play the hero saving the beauty? If they don't share some life-and-death hardships, how will their feelings rapidly heat up? If their feelings don't rapidly heat up, wouldn't my son's Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence be given away for nothing?"
Ao Bing: "(ﾉ○Д○)ﾉ"
Fine, fine, fine. No wonder. It turns out the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
In the blink of an eye, a night passed. Ao Bing found Qin Hao and Ji Ruxue to take them to the trial grounds where the Primordial Dragon Emperor's blood essence was kept. Participating with them was also Ao Yu.
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.”
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
