Seeing Luo Qingxue so determined to drive him away, Qin Hao could not help but smile:
"In such a hurry to make me leave, huh? What? Am I someone who cannot be seen in public?"
Luo Qingxue shook her head: "That is not it, I just do not want people to misunderstand."
Luo Qingxue had already made up her mind. She wanted to see her master happy. Since her master wanted her to marry the Imperial Son of the Qin Family, she would naturally follow her master's arrangement.
Since the decision had been made, she should naturally keep her distance from other men.
Thinking of this, Luo Qingxue spoke again: "Sir Ye, I have already said it before. I asked you to come here just to ask you a few questions, not to really be some rented Dao companion with you."
"Since you cannot answer the doubts in my heart, your task is complete. Also, I will not give you the destiny you mentioned, nor will I take anything of yours. Please leave."
Qin Hao shrugged with a helpless look on his face: "I am afraid that will not do. The order has not been completed, so I cannot leave yet."
As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Qingxue's patience was completely exhausted.
Clang—
A clear sword cry resounded through the courtyard. With a flip of her hand, the Xueji Sword was somehow already in Luo Qingxue's grasp. She twisted her wrist, pointing the tip of the sword straight at Qin Hao. Stepping forward, she firmly placed the blade against the side of Qin Hao's neck.
The edge of the sword was less than an inch from his skin, exuding a chilling intent.
"Young Master Qin, I will ask you one last time, are you leaving or not?" Luo Qingxue's voice was calm, and her clear, cold eyes held no killing intent, only unquestionable determination.
Qin Hao looked down at the Xueji Sword resting on his neck, then looked up at Luo Qingxue's frosty face, and suddenly laughed:
"Miss Luo, you do not actually think you can threaten me like this, do you?"
Luo Qingxue tightened her grip on the sword hilt: "If you will not leave, then I will beat you until you do."
Qin Hao raised an eyebrow: "Alright, bring it on."
Seeing that Qin Hao still dared to provoke her, Luo Qingxue said no more. With a flick of her wrist, the Xueji Sword let out a clear, long hum.
The sword light flashed like a ribbon of silk, heading straight for Qin Hao's shoulder. She still held back after all, not aiming for his vital spots, only wanting to make him back down in the face of difficulties.
The moment the sword tip touched Qin Hao's robes, Luo Qingxue was already eighty percent sure of her success. She had used seventy percent of her strength in this strike. Seventy percent of a Body Integration Realm cultivator's power combined with a Half-Step Imperial Weapon would make even a Mahayana Realm cultivator suffer a huge loss.
However, the moment the sword tip struck Qin Hao's shoulder, what she felt was not the resistance of flesh and blood, but an indescribable tremor. The tip of the Xueji Sword simply stopped at Qin Hao's shoulder, like a needle poking into a piece of black iron, unable to advance even a fraction of an inch.
Luo Qingxue's pupils shrank abruptly. Refusing to believe it, the spiritual energy in her body surged madly, pouring into the sword. The patterns on the Xueji Sword lit up, and the sword light blazed brilliantly, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were broad daylight. She gritted her teeth and pushed her spiritual energy to one hundred percent.
Qin Hao remained completely motionless, looking at Luo Qingxue with a somewhat teasing gaze.
Not to mention that Qin Hao possessed multiple top-tier physiques. When these top-tier physiques were combined, their enhancement to Qin Hao was not as simple as one plus one equals two. Furthermore, through Ji Ruxue, he had also obtained the essence blood of the Primordial Dragon Emperor.
The essence blood of the Primordial Dragon Emperor nourished Qin Hao's body at all times, making his physical form increasingly powerful. It was not that Qin Hao was being arrogant; it was simply that against cultivators below the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, even if Qin Hao stood still, the opponent would not be able to harm him in the slightest.
As for a Body Integration Realm cultivator like Luo Qingxue, as long as Qin Hao wanted to, he would not even need to make a move. He could defeat her just by exhaling forcefully.
Luo Qingxue gritted her teeth, pushing her spiritual energy to the absolute limit. She momentarily doubted whether what she held was truly a Half-Step Imperial Weapon. Why could a Half-Step Imperial Weapon not break through this man's defense? It could not even scratch his skin?
"Miss Luo, that is about enough," Qin Hao finally spoke, and then gently shrugged his shoulder. With just that slight movement, an irresistible, massive force transmitted down the blade of the Xueji Sword.
This force was not spiritual energy, but pure, unreasonably tyrannical physical strength.
Luo Qingxue only felt a sharp pain in the web between her thumb and forefinger, as if she had been bitten by a primordial vicious beast. Her sword flew out of her hand uncontrollably, flipped a few times in the air, and fell to the ground with a clang.
Luo Qingxue was stunned. She looked down at her hand, then slowly raised her head, her eyes full of disbelief as she looked at Qin Hao.
She had fully activated a Half-Step Imperial Weapon, yet she had not even grazed his skin. But this guy in front of her had simply shrugged his shoulder and sent her sword flying.
Luo Qingxue felt that the worldview she had built over twenty years was cracking at this moment. It should be known that she was someone who had grasped a complete Great Dao since birth. Although she only had a Body Integration Realm cultivation, the combat power she could display was even stronger than many Mahayana Realm cultivators of this era.
Just what kind of monster was this man in front of her?
An indescribable sense of frustration welled up in Luo Qingxue's heart. From Qin Hao's bone age, it was not hard to judge that the person in front of her was about the same age as her, yet the strength he possessed was worlds apart from hers.
Did Master and the ancestors of Yaochi not say I was a once-in-a-ten-thousand-years genius? Compared to this guy, what kind of genius am I?
Qin Hao picked up the fallen Xueji Sword and handed it to Luo Qingxue: "Alright, since you do not want to see me so much, I will just leave."
Speaking of this, Qin Hao paused, then revealed a playful smile:
"However, tomorrow you might just be begging to see me."
Hearing these words, Luo Qingxue snorted coldly: "Wishful thinking! Since you have decided to leave, that is for the best. I cannot give you destiny, but as for other rewards, feel free to ask."
Qin Hao laughed: "I do not want any other rewards."
Saying so, Qin Hao took a step forward. His step was not fast, it could even be said to be a bit slow, but Luo Qingxue felt as if a massive mountain was pressing down on her.
She subconsciously wanted to step back, but her feet felt as if they were nailed to the ground, unable to move no matter what.
Qin Hao reached out his hand, his long, slender fingers gently lifting Luo Qingxue's chin, forcing her to look up at him.
The distance between the two was very close, so close that Luo Qingxue could clearly see the curve of Qin Hao's eyelashes and feel the warmth of his breath.
Having never been in such close contact with the opposite sex, Luo Qingxue froze completely. Her mind went blank, and her heart beat so fast it felt like it would jump out of her throat.
"You... let go!" Luo Qingxue's voice was as soft as the spring breeze of March, making even herself feel ashamed to hear it.
Qin Hao leaned close to Luo Qingxue's ear and gently blew a breath into it:
"It does not matter, I do not need you to give it right now. Someday, I will make you give it to me willingly."
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
