Shen Suning was completely stunned.
She looked in astonishment at Qin Hao's nonchalant face. When she heard him use the term "small fry," she didn't know what to say for a moment.
An Immortal King! A small fry?
Having lived for tens of thousands of years, it was the first time she had ever heard someone use such a term to describe a mighty figure at the Immortal King realm.
"Qin Hao!" Shen Suning's voice was a bit hoarse. "Did you not hear me clearly? It's three Immortal Kings! Not three immortals! Immortal Kings!"
Qin Hao nodded. "I know, three Immortal Kings. It's not like they're anyone amazing."
Shen Suning: "???"
An Immortal King, not anyone amazing?
Shen Suning felt her brain short-circuiting. Looking at Qin Hao's breezy and calm demeanor, a thought suddenly popped into her mind.
"Qin Hao, are you going to ask your former clients for help?"
Shen Suning figured that since Qin Hao's previous clients could even give him Emperor Weapons, their strength must be extraordinary. If one of them could help, they could indeed help her and Wangchen Nunnery survive this crisis.
Qin Hao froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. He finally understood. No wonder Shen Suning had been looking at him with such sympathetic eyes earlier.
So she thought his top-tier cultivation resources and Emperor Weapons were all earned by acting as a rented Dao Companion for mighty figures. He couldn't blame her for thinking that way; after all, he was a man who could be hired just by offering destiny points.
Looking at Shen Suning's expectant face, the corners of Qin Hao's mouth curled up, suddenly feeling the urge to tease her.
"Yep, I'll contact my former clients right now."
Upon hearing this, Shen Suning's eyes instantly lit up:
"Really? Thank you so much, Qin Hao! If you help my Wangchen Nunnery get through this crisis, I'll owe you a massive favor. Once I recover my cultivation, as long as it's within my power, regardless of right or wrong, I will lend a hand whenever you ask."
Qin Hao looked the voluptuous Shen Suning up and down, a slight smirk on his lips. "Are you sure? Anything at all? You said it yourself, don't back out later."
Shen Suning nodded solemnly. "I said it, and I will never go back on my word."
Seeing Shen Suning like this, Qin Hao held back his laughter, keeping a completely straight face.
He took out his voice transmission jade pendant, said "Hello?" to the air a few times, and then nodded as if it were real:
"Mm-hmm, it's me. Long time no see. How have you been? I've run into some trouble, could you come over and help me out? Oh, you're in secluded cultivation? Never mind then."
Then, Qin Hao shifted his posture. "Hello, Sister Wang, it's me, Little Qin. What? You're undergoing a heavenly tribulation? Then you go ahead, I won't bother you."
Hearing Qin Hao get rejected twice in a row, Shen Suning's expression grew solemn.
Qin Hao continued his performance, speaking into the jade pendant once more:
"Senior Li, ah yes, yes, yes, it's me, Little Qin. Are you free recently? What? You're busy dual cultivating with your Dao Companion? Then you go ahead, take your time."
"Ah, Fairy Zhang, I have a matter I'd like your help with. Huh? You're giving birth right now? Then go ahead and give birth, I won't disturb you."
......
Shen Suning's mouth twitched uncontrollably. What kind of weirdos were Qin Hao's former clients? Dual cultivating, giving birth, yet they still didn't forget to answer his voice transmission?
Watching Qin Hao hold the voice transmission jade pendant, contacting those so-called clients one by one, only to be rejected one after another with various bizarre excuses, Shen Suning's mood shifted from initial anticipation to an indescribable sense of heartache.
If it were just one person, they might truly be busy. But for so many people to have all sorts of excuses meant that Qin Hao's former clients never took him seriously at all.
In their eyes, the handsome Qin Hao was probably just a plaything for their leisure time, which was why they brushed him off with these absurd excuses.
Thinking of this, just as Qin Hao was about to continue his act, Shen Suning reached out and grabbed his hand, her voice choking up a bit:
"That's enough, Qin Hao. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to beg them. Thank you for being willing to help. I don't blame you for not getting anyone."
Qin Hao froze. Looking at Shen Suning's reddened eyes and the genuine heartache deep within them, he didn't know what to say.
This woman...
What is she imagining in her head now?
Boom!!!
Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion rang out. The entire Wangchen Nunnery shook violently. Roof tiles showered down, and cracks spread across the walls like spiderwebs.
Shen Suning's face instantly turned deathly pale. She looked up abruptly, only to see three figures standing proudly on the horizon.
The three were surrounded by laws of the world. With every raise of their hands, apocalyptic power bombarded the light barrier of Wangchen Nunnery's grand protective array.
"Shen Suning!" Immortal King Xuanming's voice was as cold and sinister as the freezing winds of the netherworld, piercing through the array and pouring directly into Wangchen Nunnery:
"It's been a thousand years, I trust you've been well? When you wounded me with that half-step Emperor Weapon back then, did you ever think this day would come?"
Immortal King Tiansha sneered, "Shen Suning, come out and face your death! Back then, you fought the three of us all by yourself, so majestic! Why have you become a cowardly turtle today?"
Blood Slaughter Immortal King jeered along, "Hahaha, you cheap nun, you didn't expect this, did you? The Dao wound I left in your body back then could actually sense that you've completely lost your cultivation! Today, we will take your life while you're weak!"
Immortal King Xuanming's lips curled up slightly. "Blood Slaughter, how can we just take her life? This cheap nun has a soul-stealing figure. Moreover, I noticed back then that despite having an Immortal King's body, she hasn't lost her primal yin. If we capture her to use as a cultivation cauldron and pluck her yin daily, wouldn't that be much more satisfying than killing her with a single strike?"
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately drew the agreement of Immortal King Tiansha and Blood Slaughter Immortal King, who erupted into arrogant laughter:
"Haha, Xuanming is absolutely right! This cheap nun's figure and looks are top-tier. When the time comes, the three of us together will definitely make her beg for life and pray for death."
The trio's attacks bombarded Wangchen Nunnery in turns. When had the little nuns inside ever seen such a terrifying scene? Every single one of them paled in fright, and the weaker ones directly slumped to the ground.
"Shen Suning, come out obediently! Take the initiative to please us, and perhaps we might be a bit gentler with you. If you wait for us to break our way in, heh heh, don't blame us for not knowing how to be tender to a woman."
"Shameless!" Shen Suning's body trembled. If she hadn't lost her cultivation, how would these three defeated foes dare to act so arrogantly in front of her?
Shen Suning took a deep breath, then quickly turned to look at Qin Hao:
"Now that I've lost my cultivation, without my support, the grand array won't hold for long. Qin Hao, hurry up and leave! They are coming for me; there is no need for you to get dragged into this."
Qin Hao didn't say a word. He simply walked to Shen Suning's side and wrapped an arm around her slightly trembling shoulders:
"I'm here for everything. It'll be fine."
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."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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!
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.”
