Jiang Xinyao's beautiful eyes stared intently at Qin Hao, her pupils reflecting his still-calm figure.
Her full-power strike had actually been caught by Qin Hao. And not just caught—it was done with such effortless ease!
It was like brushing away a drifting feather, or casually snuffing out a faint candle flame. Relaxed and effortless.
She was the Imperial Daughter of the Jiang family, possessing the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Physique. She was universally recognized as an unparalleled genius among her peers. Even with her cultivation suppressed to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, the enhancement of her divine physique gave her enough combat power to sweep through the vast majority of Soul Formation stage cultivators.
Yet today, this conviction was shattered by the masked, unidentified man standing before her in such an understated manner.
Jiang Xinyao found it hard to accept. If it had been a bitter, evenly matched battle and she lost in the end, she wouldn't have minded much. But Qin Hao had blocked her attack so effortlessly, and even threw out such a mocking remark.
"Too weak~"
These three light words felt like a red-hot branding iron pressed against Jiang Xinyao's face.
Qin Hao looked at the dazed Jiang Xinyao, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly. "Miss Jiang, how about it? Do I now qualify to be number one in your heart?"
Hearing Qin Hao's words, Jiang Xinyao finally snapped back to reality. She gripped the sword in her hand tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Gritting her teeth, she refused to concede. "Are you kidding me? The battle has just begun."
Qin Hao shook his head in slight helplessness. Still not convinced? It made sense. Jiang Xinyao was the highly arrogant Imperial Daughter of the Jiang family. How could she calmly accept such a massive disparity?
Thinking of this, Qin Hao opened his arms:
"Alright, bring out whatever other tricks you have up your sleeve. I'll take them all!"
"Don't blame me! You brought this upon yourself!" Jiang Xinyao's gaze turned sharp. She took a deep breath, preparing to use her ultimate killing move.
She sheathed her immortal sword, then formed a hand seal in front of her chest.
Qin Hao recognized the seal at a glance, and his lips curled into a smirk:
"Oh, preparing to use the Nirvana Divine Fire? If it were anyone else, they would definitely have a massive headache facing such a divine flame. But unfortunately, it's useless against me, because I am also an owner of the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Physique."
"With my divine blood, ignite my true soul!" Jiang Xinyao shouted loudly. Her face instantly turned pale; clearly, channeling the Nirvana Divine Fire placed an immense burden on her.
A supremely pure cluster of powerful flames, intertwining the intent of life and death, appeared in Jiang Xinyao's hands.
This was the Nirvana Divine Fire.
For the possessors of the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Physique, the Nirvana Divine Fire was a supreme flame capable of tempering their divine physique, purifying their bloodline, and even allowing them to be reborn from the ashes. Yet for anyone else, it was an apocalyptic blaze that would ignite upon contact, incinerating the body and destroying the soul!
"I have no intention of taking your life. It's not too late to admit defeat now. Although I will retract the divine fire if you can't withstand it, the physical agony will be unavoidable."
Qin Hao chuckled softly. This Imperial Daughter of the Jiang family was actually quite kind-hearted. It seemed she hadn't experienced much of the cruel world yet, otherwise she wouldn't feel the need to explain herself before every move.
Qin Hao crooked his finger at Jiang Xinyao. "It's merely the Nirvana Divine Fire. I don't even put it in my eyes."
Qin Hao's utterly dismissive attitude deeply stung Jiang Xinyao's pride. Gritting her teeth, her eyes filled with cold intent as she glared at him. "You chose this yourself!"
"I refuse to believe you can block this move too! Nirvana Divine Fire, go!"
This origin fire, containing the dual laws of nirvana and destruction, hurtled toward Qin Hao at breakneck speed. Watching the rapidly approaching Nirvana Divine Fire, Qin Hao stood quietly in place.
If one observed closely, they would see that not only was there no fear on Qin Hao's face, but there was even a hint of anticipation.
"Heavenly Phoenix Divine Physique, open!"
The scene that unfolded next caused Jiang Xinyao's entire worldview to collapse.
After Qin Hao activated his Heavenly Phoenix Divine Physique, the terrifying Nirvana Divine Fire actually let out a joyous hum. It then voluntarily dispersed all of its destructive aura, floating gently into Qin Hao's palm before silently merging into his body.
Seeing this, the confidence on Jiang Xinyao's face instantly froze.
Her eyes widened into perfect circles and her red lips parted slightly. She stood rooted to the spot, stiff as if struck by lightning.
"No, no, this... this is impossible!!!" Jiang Xinyao muttered in a daze.
"How could this be? He... how did he absorb the Nirvana Divine Fire? How is this possible?"
"Who is he? Who on earth is he? That is the Nirvana Divine Fire! How could a mere peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator absorb my Nirvana Divine Fire?"
After absorbing the divine fire, Qin Hao exhaled a breath of stale air:
"Miss Jiang, is this your final trump card? It's nothing special."
Adding insult to injury, Jiang Xinyao's delicate body trembled violently, her face instantly turning as pale as paper.
She stared at Qin Hao's masked face for a long while before finally speaking in a faint voice:
"You win. You were right. Your combat power is indeed the greatest among everyone I've ever met. You are well deserving of the title!"
"Rest assured, since I have given my word, I will keep it. I will agree to one condition of yours. As long as it is within my power, any condition will do. What do you want?"
Qin Hao looked at Jiang Xinyao with a smile. "I haven't thought of anything yet. I'll tell you once I figure it out."
Jiang Xinyao looked at Qin Hao absentmindedly. At this moment, she had far too many questions in her heart.
Who exactly was this man? Where did he come from? Why did he possess such formidable strength? This kind of power was truly worthy of being called invincible among peers of the same realm!
He was so strong and had such incredible talent, so why was he doing something as unpresentable as acting as a rented Dao Companion? Furthermore, what kind of face was hidden beneath that mask?
"Who exactly are you?" The barrage of questions in her heart scratched at her like a swarm of ants. Jiang Xinyao couldn't wait to know everything.
Qin Hao gave a gentle smile, then walked up to Jiang Xinyao. Under her astonished gaze, he took her smooth, tender little hand:
"Is Miss Jiang really so forgetful? I am the temporary Dao Companion you summoned."
Qin Hao's words instantly turned Jiang Xinyao's cheeks bright red. Feeling the warmth transmitting from his palm, she snatched her hand back as if she had been electrocuted.
"D-don't speak nonsense. D-Dao Companion? I-I haven't agreed to that yet. A-and besides, I-I still have a marriage contract that h-hasn't been canceled yet."
With just a light tease from Qin Hao, Jiang Xinyao, who had never interacted intimately with the opposite sex, was instantly thrown into a panic, her speech immediately becoming a stuttering mess.
She liked strong individuals. Although her loss was primarily due to suppressing her cultivation base, the immense same-realm combat power Qin Hao displayed made Jiang Xinyao yearn for it.
Seeing Jiang Xinyao in this state, Qin Hao couldn't resist continuing to tease her:
"Miss Jiang, why don't you even dare to look at me? What's wrong? Were you won over by the overwhelming strength I displayed, and fell in love with me?"
Hearing this, Jiang Xinyao's face instantly flushed crimson, and she continuously waved her hands in denial:
"N-nonsense... I... I don't... like you. I am just curious... as to why your combat strength... is so incredibly high."
"I don't even know... what you... look like. How could I possibly... l-like... you?"
Watching Jiang Xinyao stammer so much she could barely form a coherent sentence, Qin Hao let out a soft chuckle. "Do you want to take a look, then? As your temporary Dao companion, showing you my face is a minor request I can certainly fulfill."
At this very moment, deep within the Qin family's forbidden grounds, a certain Immortal Emperor quietly broke down in exasperation. I gave you that mask, and this is how you use it?!

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

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."

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.”