Hearing the familiar voice behind them, Su Qingyue and Jiang Xinyao both froze.
They turned around, and the moment they saw it was Qin Hao, they rushed forward almost simultaneously.
One on the left, one on the right, they threw themselves into Qin Hao's embrace.
Qin Hao was knocked back a step by their impact. Smiling, he reached out and wrapped his arms around them both.
Did you miss me?
Su Qingyue buried her head in Qin Hao's chest, her voice muffled, Every single moment.
Jiang Xinyao hugged him tightly, but then her brows furrowed slightly.
Wait, this smell! It is the scent of another woman!
She lifted her head, her beautiful eyes locking onto Qin Hao with a dangerous glint.
Qin Hao felt a chill under her gaze and asked with a light laugh, Yaoyao, what is wrong?
Jiang Xinyao did not speak. Instead, she leaned into Qin Hao and sniffed him carefully, like a little puppy.
Su Qingyue, noticing something was off, followed Jiang Xinyao's lead and took a sniff. Soon, she also caught the lingering scent of Shen Suning on Qin Hao.
Confirming she was not mistaken, Jiang Xinyao took a deep breath and said in a low voice, Who is that woman!
Qin Hao chuckled softly, A nun.
A nun?
Hearing Qin Hao's answer, Su Qingyue and Jiang Xinyao exchanged a glance, their pupils shrinking slightly.
Jiang Xinyao took another deep breath and said sternly, You... you... you would not even spare a nun?
Qin Hao gave a dry laugh, What do you mean I would not even spare a nun? This is just my overwhelming personal charm.
Jiang Xinyao clicked her tongue, Narcissist!
Qin Hao looked at Jiang Xinyao and pinched her chin, What? You do not like it?
Hearing this, Jiang Xinyao's small face instantly flushed red. She did not dare look into Qin Hao's eyes, as those eyes could drown a person, I-I like it.
Standing off to the side, Jiang Yichen watched this scene unfold, feeling absolutely awful.
What was he looking at?
These two women, who just moments ago had spoken to him with cold sarcasm and insulted him by saying he was not even fit to carry their shoes, were now acting like two docile kittens, throwing themselves into that man's arms.
That Su Qingyue, who had seemed as aloof as a fairy from the Moon Palace, was now burying her head in Qin Hao's chest, her voice impossibly soft.
And Jiang Xinyao, who had just disgustedly cursed him as a breeding pig, was now blushing red, letting this man pinch her chin while she stuttered, I-I like it.
Jiang Yichen's mouth twitched uncontrollably. At this moment, his psychological defenses completely collapsed.
Ahem!
Jiang Yichen coughed heavily, trying to draw the trio's attention.
However, Qin Hao and the two girls treated him like thin air. Qin Hao kept his arms around the girls, leaning down to whisper something in Jiang Xinyao's ear, making her blush deeply and gently pound his chest.
Then he said something else to Su Qingyue. Her face turned entirely red. She glanced at Jiang Xinyao, then at Qin Hao, and lowered her head, whispering, I-I do not mind. As long as you are happy and Xinyao agrees, I am fine with it.
Seeing that no one was paying him any mind, Jiang Yichen's face grew even darker.
These three were too brazen! Too arrogant! Could they not see a living, breathing person standing right here? I ask you, am I a person or not? Am I not human?!!
Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!
Jiang Yichen coughed heavily three more times, this time so loudly that the entire stone hall trembled.
Faced with such a huge commotion, Qin Hao finally raised his head and glanced at Jiang Yichen.
But after just that single glance, Qin Hao went right back to whispering sweet nothings with the two women.
Jiang Yichen was speechless.
This was bullying! Absolute bullying! They completely disregarded him, an ancient genius!
Qin Hao!
Jiang Yichen clenched his fists and yelled at Qin Hao.
Qin Hao carelessly scratched his ear and looked exasperated, Are you sick in the head? Do I know you?
After saying that, Qin Hao looked at Jiang Xinyao and Su Qingyue, asking, Who is this guy? A friend of yours?
Jiang Xinyao rolled her eyes dramatically upon hearing this.
I do not have friends like him. He is just an old fossil who crawled out of a coffin. Opening his mouth only to talk about dual cultivation and breeding offspring, acting like a stud pig.
Su Qingyue also spoke up, her tone icy cold.
I do not know him either. He just inexplicably blocked me and Sister Xinyao, saying he wanted Sister Xinyao to be his Dao companion. After being rejected by Sister Xinyao, he turned around and invited me.
At this point, Su Qingyue paused, her gaze full of disgust as she looked at Jiang Yichen.
People like him are better off going back to sleep in their coffins.
After hearing the two women's words, Qin Hao's expression darkened a few shades. Then, he chuckled and clapped his hands.
Wow, trying to poach my women? And trying to poach two at once?
What kind of thing are you? How many lives do you have to throw away like this?
Hearing this, Jiang Yichen was not intimidated by Qin Hao's aura; instead, he threw his head back and laughed loudly. This narcissistic display really made Qin Hao feel a complex mix of emotions. Were all ancient geniuses this full of themselves?
Haha, Qin Hao, who do you think I am?
Jiang Yichen stopped laughing, his gaze piercing toward Qin Hao like a blade.
Others might fear you, the Imperial Son of the Qin family, but I, Jiang Yichen, do not!
I am the son of the Second Ancestor of the Jiang family! I achieved Qi Condensation at three, Foundation Establishment at five, Golden Core at ten, Nascent Soul at fifteen, and Soul Formation at twenty! Since my birth, I have never tasted defeat! Even the Second Ancestor of your Qin family was once defeated by my hand in his youth!
Jiang Yichen looked down at Qin Hao from his high horse, his eyes brimming with a sense of superiority.
Qin Hao, I heard of you after I emerged, and I know you possess an invincible bearing in this era. However, in my eyes, you are nothing but a modern-day piece of trash cultivating a fragmented Great Dao. You are completely beneath my notice.
At this point, Jiang Yichen glanced at Jiang Xinyao and Su Qingyue, then continued:
Do you dare to fight me to decide who they belong to?
Jiang Yichen's words caused Qin Hao's smile to slowly fade. He released his hold on the two women, took a few steps forward, and stood right in front of Jiang Yichen.
What did you say?
Jiang Yichen puffed out his chest and said proudly, I said, do you dare to fight me to decide who they belong to?
Qin Hao looked at Jiang Yichen, his gaze as sharp as a blade.
Decide who they belong to? What do you take Xinyao and Qingyue for? Objects that can be casually used as betting chips?
In my eyes, they are not items, they are not bets, and they are not anything that can be traded. Their will is more important than anything else.
When they are happy, I am happy. When they are sad, I am sad. To me, they are an incredibly important part of my life. What kind of thing are you? How dare you try to use them as a wager? Are you even worthy?
Behind Qin Hao, Jiang Xinyao and Su Qingyue were completely stunned upon hearing his calm yet resolute words.
Jiang Xinyao's eyes instantly welled up with tears. So, in Qin Hao's heart, my wishes are more important than anything else?
Qin Hao, you are so wonderful.
Su Qingyue was just as deeply moved by Qin Hao's words. This was the Qin Hao she cherished, the man she was willing to give everything for. He was truly worth it.
The two women exchanged a glance, each seeing the exact same emotion reflected in the other's eyes. At that moment, their hearts felt as warm as if bathed in sunlight.
Silently, they both vowed to treat Qin Hao even better than before.
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.”
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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
