"You are the Imperial Son of the Desolate Ancient Qin Family. Annihilating a sect like the Blood Fiend Sect is just a matter of a single word for someone of your stature, right? I am not one to slaughter the innocent either. I only need you to help me kill Zhao Qi, the Sect Master of the Blood Fiend Sect."
"As long as you can help me kill him, I am yours. You can make me do anything."
As she spoke, Chen Qingning began to unbutton her clothes, and two massive mounds threatened to spill out.
Seeing this, Qin Hao reached out and pressed Chen Qingning's hand down. His movements were gentle, yet carried an unquestionable firmness.
Chen Qingning's hand was held in Qin Hao's palm. The warmth of his hand formed a stark contrast with her icy palm.
"Put your clothes back on!" Qin Hao's voice was calm. He shifted his gaze away from Chen Qingning, resting it on the moonlight outside the window, without taking a second look.
Chen Qingning was stunned. She was quite confident in her own appearance. Without exaggeration, half of the male disciples in the Heavenly Moon Sect were her admirers. Yet, even after she had expressed her willingness to give herself to him, he remained completely indifferent?
"You..." Chen Qingning opened her mouth, her voice a bit hoarse. "You're not willing?"
Chen Qingning felt a complex mix of emotions. Yes, it made sense when she thought about it. The other party was the Imperial Son of the Desolate Ancient Qin Family. What kind of woman had he not seen? The women who could stand by his side must be exceptionally outstanding. What did she amount to?
Just as Chen Qingning was feeling defeated, Qin Hao raised his hand and gently rubbed her head. "Don't misunderstand. I'm not rejecting you, I'm respecting you."
"You're so beautiful, offering yourself to me on your own initiative. If I said I wasn't tempted, I'd be lying." Qin Hao was very frank. Who wouldn't like a pretty girl?
"Then why did you..."
Qin Hao chuckled softly. "It's simple. I don't like doing things this way. I like women, especially beautiful women like you." Qin Hao spoke openly and honestly, without the slightest concealment.
"But what I want even more is mutual affection, not this kind of transactional self-surrender. I know you're doing this for revenge, and I don't want to take advantage of your misfortune."
Pausing for a moment, Qin Hao continued,
"Have you forgotten? We are currently Dao Companions, and my task is to resolve your requests. As long as your conditions are reasonable, I will agree to them. Therefore, there's absolutely no need for you to wrong yourself."
Chen Qingning stood frozen in place. Qin Hao's words fell on her heart word by word, like pebbles tossed into a calm lake, creating ripples that spread outward.
He didn't agree because he respects me? And he even felt that doing so would be wronging me? He is the Imperial Son of the Desolate Ancient Qin Family, after all...
Chen Qingning looked at Qin Hao's face, her gaze lingering from his brows to his jawline, and then met his deep eyes. Her heartbeat was exceptionally clear.
She lowered her head somewhat bashfully and murmured softly, "Actually, if it's you, I wouldn't feel wronged."
"Hmm? What did you say?" Qin Hao raised his eyebrows, a playful smile curling at the corner of his lips.
Chen Qingning was visibly flustered. She waved her hands repeatedly. "No, nothing."
Qin Hao smiled and shook his head, not pressing the matter further. Instead, he asked, "When is your wedding going to be held?"
Chen Qingning replied, "Tomorrow night!"
"Tomorrow night? Alright. Tell me, what kind of wedding-crashing script do you want? Do you want me to kill that Heavenly Fiend Sect Master and then take you away, or do you want something more thrilling?"
Chen Qingning thought seriously for a moment before saying,
"Zhao Qi was able to kill my father all because of the assistance from the Blood Fiend Holy Land behind him. And that Zhao Ming, relying on his status as the Young Sect Master of the Blood Fiend Sect, wants to force me into marriage. In the end, it's because their background is stronger, while I have none."
"You are the Imperial Son of the Qin Family. I want you to use your power to suppress them, to brutally suppress them on my behalf."
Looking at the fierce expression on Chen Qingning's face, Qin Hao couldn't help but think of a saying: People always desire what they lack the most.
"You want me to use my power to suppress them?"
Chen Qingning looked at Qin Hao with some apprehension.
"How about it? Is it possible?"
Qin Hao chuckled lightly. "Possible, of course it's possible. This is what I'm best at. Not only will I use my power to suppress them for you, but how about I first lift them up to the clouds, and then make them fall hard from the clouds?"
"Can you?"
"Of course I can. This is my Dao Companion's request, so I definitely have to go all out."
Hearing this, Chen Qingning's small face turned red. "I-it's only temporary."
"What, is a temporary Dao Companion not a Dao Companion? Weren't you just wanting to do things with me that only true Dao Companions do?"
As soon as these words came out, Chen Qingning's face turned completely crimson. She covered her face, not daring to look at Qin Hao. At this moment, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in.
Just as Qin Hao wanted to tease Chen Qingning a little more, his jade pendant began to vibrate violently. Someone was trying to establish a voice transmission with him.
Qin Hao picked up the jade pendant. "Hello? Who is it?"
The voice coming from the other end of the jade pendant was absolutely heart-wrenching.
"Boss!!! Where are you??? Why can't I find you anywhere?"
Ao Yu's voice exploded from the jade pendant. The volume was so loud that Qin Hao had to hold the jade pendant a bit further away. Chen Qingning also looked at Qin Hao with a curious expression. Qin Hao's younger brother?
"Boss, Ruxue said you left. What's going on, Boss? Didn't we agree at the time that you would take me with you?" Ao Yu's voice carried a hint of annoyance and breakdown.
"I haven't gotten on the carriage yet, I haven't gotten on the carriage! Boss, did you forget about me?"
Seeing that Qin Hao remained silent, Ao Yu spoke again.
"Boss! Are you listening? Say something! I know you're definitely listening, so say something!"
Qin Hao twitched the corner of his mouth. Damn it, why does it feel like this kid Ao Yu is even more clingy than Xue'er? Should I not have taken in this underling?
Qin Hao cleared his throat and spoke calmly, "Alright, alright, stop your howling, kid. I just left temporarily and I'll go back. Once I go back, I'll take you with me."
"Also, you better cultivate properly! Don't slack off for even a moment! After all, you're my underling now. In the future, when we go out, if your strength is lacking, wouldn't that bring shame to my face as your boss?"
Hearing Qin Hao say he would still come back, Ao Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "Haha, so you're still coming back. That's fine then. Boss, don't worry. I'm cultivating especially hard right now. I definitely won't embarrass you."
After hanging up the voice transmission, Qin Hao let out a faint sigh. "Sigh, when a man gets clingy, women have nothing on him."
Qin Hao's words made Chen Qingning burst into laughter. She asked curiously, "Is this person your younger brother? You two have a really good relationship."
Hearing this, Qin Hao curled his lips. "What younger brother? He's my underling, the Young Clan Leader of the Northern Desolate Dragon Clan of the Supreme Heaven's Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom. He's technically an Imperial Son of the Dragon Clan, yet he acts like a child who hasn't grown up."
Chen Qingning's eyes widened instantly. Supreme Heaven? Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom? Northern Desolate Dragon Clan? Young Clan Leader?
Any one of those titles alone was enough to leave anyone in absolute awe. To think that such mighty figures were actually nothing more than Qin Hao's lackeys?
At this moment, Chen Qingning finally realized just how terrifying Qin Hao's background truly was. These beings, who existed high up in the clouds and were absolute legends in her eyes, were only fit to serve as his subordinates.
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.”
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!
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.
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."
