The three words Qin Wuya exploded like a clap of thunder above the Wangchen Nunnery.
The three Immortal Kings in front of Qin Hao had their expressions change instantly the moment they heard this name.
It was not vigilance, nor was it solemnity. It was fear, a bone-chilling fear.
Because in the entire Three Realms and Nine Heavens, there was only one Qin Wuya—the current Patriarch of the Ancient Qin Family.
An Immortal Emperor's name contains the laws of the Heavenly Dao. After a cultivator becomes an Immortal Emperor, anyone else sharing their name must be forced to change it, or they will suffer a karmic backlash from the unseen world.
Im... impossible. Shen Suning clearly just said that this brat is just a gigolo who relies on being a rented Dao companion to exchange for cultivation resources. How could he possibly know that Lord?
He must be bluffing. If he had any connection to the Ancient Qin Family, would he need to stoop so low as to act as a rented Dao companion for cultivation resources?
Right! He, he is definitely bluffing. Calling an Immortal Emperor by his true name will definitely incur a karmic backlash. He is bound to die without a doubt.
The three Immortal Kings still clung to a final shred of hope.
Because they were unwilling to believe, and even more terrified to believe, that this pretty boy before them had any connection to Qin Wuya. If it were true, it would mean they had offended the Ancient Qin Family, and there would be no place for them to hide in the entire Three Realms and Nine Heavens.
Just as the three of them harbored this desperate hope, the entire sky lit up.
A beam of sword light spanning across the Three Realms and Nine Heavens cascaded down from the top of the clouds, as if it were going to cleave the entire world in half.
Wherever the sword light passed, space shattered and time distorted. The sky full of stars trembled within the sword light, looking as if they could plummet at any moment.
A terrifying coercion, like the collapse of heaven and earth, crashed down.
This pressure was too strong, so strong that the entire Three Realms and Nine Heavens were trembling.
Seeing this scene, the corners of Qin Hao's mouth curled up slightly. It seemed his cheap father had already completed his Great Dao and successfully mastered the Nine Tribulations Sword.
With his cheap father's abilities, he must have known what was happening here the very moment he called out his true name.
To deal with a mere three Immortal Kings with flawed Great Daos, was there really a need to bring out a supreme Dao artifact like the Nine Tribulations Sword?
Suddenly, an image popped into Qin Hao's mind: Qin Wuya, beaming with smiles, asking the people around him, How did you know I have a supreme Dao artifact?
Qin Hao curled his lip; he felt this was exactly the kind of thing his cheap father would do.
The Nine Tribulations Sword hovered above the Wangchen Nunnery, its tip pointing straight at Immortal King Xuanming and the other two.
Faced with the pressure exuding from the supreme Dao artifact that was the Nine Tribulations Sword, the three of them were completely terrified out of their wits.
This... this... Immortal King Tiansha seemed to have all his strength drained away, collapsing directly onto the ground.
Blood Slaughter Immortal King's giant blood-red axe fell to the ground with a clang. He stared blankly at the Nine Tribulations Sword in the sky, muttering to himself:
It's over...
Immortal King Xuanming's mouth twitched. Even now, he was still deceiving himself: Don't panic. He called the Immortal Emperor's true name directly; maybe this attack is here to kill him.
Just as Immortal King Xuanming finished speaking, a strand of sword qi descended from the Nine Tribulations Sword.
That sword qi was as thin as a gossamer thread and as light as a feather. Its speed was very slow, making it look completely unremarkable.
But it was this exact strand of sword qi that Immortal King Xuanming and the other two were entirely unable to dodge. The moment this sword qi fell, heaven and earth seemed to stand still.
The three of them only felt an invisible giant hand grab hold of them, rendering them completely immobilized.
The sword qi drifted lightly through their bodies without any sound, without any blood, and without even leaving a wound.
The three looked at each other, terrified yet somewhat bewildered.
Was this it? An Immortal Emperor's attack seemed to be nothing more than that.
But in the very next second, their bodies suddenly stiffened. Then, to their horror, they discovered that their bodies were turning into nothingness, bit by bit, starting from their feet.
There was no pain at all. They just disappeared silently, as if they had never existed.
Without even having the chance to utter a word begging for mercy, the three of them completely dissipated from this world.
Behind Qin Hao, Shen Suning stared blankly at everything happening before her eyes. The three almighty Immortal Kings who were so arrogant and overbearing just a moment ago were just gone?
Like a wisp of green smoke blown away by the wind, they scattered without leaving a single trace. Was this the method of an Immortal Emperor? So utterly terrifying!
With the death of the three, the Nine Tribulations Sword in the sky vanished. Qin Hao smiled and turned his head to look at Shen Suning. Seeing her shocked expression, he reached out and rubbed her little bald head:
How about it? I was right, wasn't I? Immortal Kings? Just small fry.
Shen Suning raised her head, looking at Qin Hao with a complicated gaze. She looked at this man whom she had just considered a pitiful person using his good looks to curry favor with big shots in exchange for resources.
Finally, Shen Suning could no longer hold back. With a somewhat hoarse voice, she asked:
Qin Hao, who... who exactly are you? Your surname is also Qin, are you someone from that Qin Family?
Qin Hao chuckled softly. He reached out and pulled the still-dazed Shen Suning straight into his embrace.
Shen Suning crashed into Qin Hao's arms, her face buried in his chest. She could clearly feel the warmth of his chest and his beating heart.
Smelling the intoxicating scent coming from Qin Hao's body, Shen Suning couldn't help but lean even closer to him.
Watching the nun in his arms continuously rubbing against him, the smile on Qin Hao's lips grew deeper. He coughed lightly and said:
Ahem, Abbess, the people threatening us are all dead. Why are you still holding me so tightly? You're not thinking of clinging to me, are you?
Shen Suning glared at Qin Hao with a blushing face. Who wants to cling to you? You still haven't answered my question. What is your relationship with that Qin Family?
Qin Hao pinched Shen Suning's flushed red cheeks and asked, You want to know?
Shen Suning nodded gently.
Qin Hao leaned in close to her ear. His warm breath brushed against her neck, causing a flutter in her heart. In the next second, Qin Hao's pleasant voice rang out:
What kind of background I have, what does it matter to you? You only need to know that right now, I am your Dao companion.
Qin Hao's voice echoed in her ears, and his warm breath against her neck sent a fine shiver running through her.
With just this one sentence, Shen Suning's heart felt as though it had been fiercely struck by something. She had lived for tens of thousands of years and never knew her heart could beat so fast.
Master was right, men are truly terrifying creatures! He clearly hasn't done anything or said much, yet when I hear his voice, so gentle it could drown someone, I have an urge to kneel on the ground and offer my everything to him.
This thought grew wildly in her heart like weeds. She had lived for ten thousand years, cultivated in purity for ten thousand years, and severed her seven emotions and six desires for ten thousand years.
Shen Suning believed that her heart had long been as still as water, that she had long transcended the mortal realm, but now—
She only wanted to nestle in Qin Hao's embrace, breathing in that intoxicating scent from his body.
I'm doomed, I'm truly doomed! she thought to herself.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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?!
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...
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!
