The hundredth floor of the Hongmeng Fortune Plundering Monument.
Qin Hao looked at the empty hundredth floor, his brows furrowing involuntarily.
"What? Is there no one on the hundredth floor?"
Just as Qin Hao was feeling puzzled, a figure slowly materialized.
It was a woman wearing a long dress that looked as if it had been dyed in blood. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and her beauty was enough to outshine the sun and the moon.
Looking at the woman before him, Qin Hao frowned slightly. He felt an intense killing intent!
Unlike the projections on the previous ninety-nine floors, which were like masses of data devoid of any emotion, the woman in front of him possessed true killing intent!
Just being swept by her gaze made Qin Hao feel as if his soul and physical body were going to be frozen by this killing intent.
Furthermore, the previous projections in the monument all had strength equivalent to his own. However, this absurdly beautiful woman radiated a pressure even more terrifying than that of his cheapskate father.
An Immortal Emperor! This was a genuine Immortal Emperor! Qin Hao was dumbfounded. Was the hundredth floor this difficult? Was he supposed to fight an Immortal Emperor? Wouldn't he be instantly killed?
The woman's beautiful eyes stared intently at Qin Hao, her chest heaving violently. Just as Qin Hao was starting to panic from her stare, she spoke.
"Heartless man, you still dare to see me!"
These words were like a poisoned ice awl fiercely piercing into Qin Hao's soul, making his very spirit tremble.
Qin Hao was completely bewildered!
Heartless man? Who? Me???
Qin Hao swore that in both of his lifetimes combined, he absolutely, certainly, and one hundred percent had never met this utterly terrifying woman before.
Qin Hao hurriedly cupped his hands.
"Senior, have you mistaken me for someone else? This junior is Ye Hao. Today is the first time I have seen you; I did not know you before."
However, the woman's reaction far exceeded Qin Hao's expectations.
"Ye Hao? Heh, Qin Hao, open your eyes and look closely at who I am!" The woman practically gritted her teeth as she said this.
Her voice suddenly rose, carrying a shrill and mournful sharpness. "You don't know me? You actually say you don't know me!"
The bone-chilling killing intent surrounding the woman instantly boiled over. Not only the Hongmeng Fortune Plundering Monument, but the space of the entire Jiang family estate trembled violently due to the terrifying aura she exuded.
Outside the monument, the ancestors of the Jiang family were gathered.
"What happened? Just what kind of unforeseen event has occurred within the monument? Why is it emitting such terrifying pressure?"
All the ancestors turned their gazes to the First Ancestor of the Jiang family, Jiang Qitian. The monument had been with the Jiang family for so many years, yet only Jiang Qitian had ever reached the hundredth floor.
Now, Qin Hao was the second.
Jiang Qitian frowned deeply. His mind involuntarily recalled the scene of him being instantly killed by a single sword strike when he went to the hundredth floor back in the day.
"Do not panic. The projection on the hundredth floor was left by the first owner of the monument, Immortal Emperor Miejue. Perhaps this boy's talent has caught the eye of Immortal Emperor Miejue."
Upon hearing this, the entire crowd was in an uproar. Immortal Emperor Miejue? The Immortal Emperor Miejue who, at the end of the Ancient Immortal Era, charged into the foreign realm alone, fought a bloody battle for three thousand years, suppressed the entire era of the foreign realm, and was rewarded with a supreme treasure by the Heavenly Dao?
Jiang Qitian was half right. Qin Hao had indeed caught her eye, but it wasn't his talent that was favored; it was the person himself.
At the same time, inside the monument, Liu Ruyan was pressing closer to Qin Hao step by step.
With every step she took, she gave Qin Hao a suffocating feeling, as if heaven and earth were overturning and there was nowhere to run.
"Qin Hao!" Liu Ruyan's voice was no longer shrill; Qin Hao could even hear it trembling.
While he was dazed, Liu Ruyan's hand suddenly grabbed his neck. With her other hand, she took the hairpin from her hair bun and thrust it into Qin Hao's throat.
Blood immediately flowed down Qin Hao's neck, but his face still showed confusion. How did this person know his name? Moreover, she was on the hundredth floor, holding an unshakable position, and she was not a member of the Jiang family.
This meant she was an existence even more ancient than the First Ancestor of the Jiang family. What kind of connection could he possibly have with such a person?
"Dog system, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
"No comment, dog host."
Just as Qin Hao was cursing the system, Liu Ruyan's cold voice came again.
"You personally gave me this hairpin, pinned up my hair, and said that all things in the world could not compare to a fraction of my beauty..."
"You once solemnly promised me that as long as you were around, no one could harm a single hair on my head."
"You told me to wait for your return, saying you would hold my hand, view all the magnificent sights of the heavens, and never part again..."
Liu Ruyan spoke faster and faster, her eyes becoming increasingly hollow as a line of tears fell.
"I believed you! To protect these Three Realms and Nine Heavens, and to wait for your return, I charged into the foreign realm alone and fought a bloody battle for three thousand years!"
"When my sword dulled, I used my fists. When my fists shattered, I used my teeth. When my immortal destiny dried up, I burned my origin essence, because I knew you would come."
"But, when I fought until my divine weapons crumbled, until my immortal body was tainted, until I almost forgot who I was, where were you?"
"I dragged my broken immortal body and waited and waited. I waited until the snow on Mount Kunlun melted and piled up again, until the children of destiny in this world were replaced batch after batch. Where were you?"
She looked at Qin Hao, the light in her eyes extinguishing bit by bit, leaving only boundless desolation and emptiness.
"There was nothing, not a single trace of you, Qin Hao!!!"
"Tell me, I fought a bloody battle for three thousand years, suppressed the foreign realm for an era, slaughtered until the heavens trembled, and fought until the Great Dao itself was tainted. What was it all for?"
"Was it just to wait for today, to wait for you to stand in front of me, look at me with those unfamiliar eyes, and tell me that you don't know me?"
"Was I just meant to hear you say 'Sorry, Senior, you have the wrong person'? How could I possibly mistake you? I could mistake anyone else, but you, how could I ever mistake you?"
Liu Ruyan continued her accusations, while Qin Hao was full of helplessness. Heavens, what kind of karma had this dog system brought upon him! Damn dog system.
Looking at the woman before him, who was so powerful it was suffocating, yet so fragile she seemed like she would shatter at a touch, Qin Hao felt his heart being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, aching dully.
Qin Hao did not break free, nor did he defend himself. Instead, facing the hairpin Liu Ruyan had thrust into him, and ignoring the severe pain from the jade hairpin still lodged in his throat, he took a step forward and forcefully, tightly pulled her entire body into his embrace.
Being hugged by Qin Hao like this, the powerful pressure Liu Ruyan had gathered instantly stagnated. Her body went stiff, and her mind went completely blank.
This embrace was both unfamiliar and familiar.
Qin Hao's chin rested gently against Liu Ruyan's faintly fragrant hair. His hoarse voice, accompanied by his warm breath, drifted into her ears.
"I am sorry. Even though I don't have those memories... for making you wait so long, and for making you suffer so much alone, I am truly sorry."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
