Is your anger gone?
Su Jin almost laughed out of pure spite!
Was that useless coward Zhang Wei really trying to coax her like this?
She barked in fury, Zhang Wei has quite the nerve. Marrying down to him was already giving him face, and now he doesn't even want face...
Before she could finish her sentence, a short blade stained with blood was pressed against her fair, slender neck.
The edge of the blade was freezing, radiating a cold, murderous intent.
All of Su Jin’s rage was instantly stifled, forced back into her gut.
She was no fool; if she were, she wouldn't have passed up so many other suitors to marry Zhang Wei—a man with a powerful background who was also easy to manipulate.
Looking at the scene before her, this was no messenger sent by Zhang Wei to appease her.
This was a full-blown mutiny!
The words were merely a polite facade.
She quickly stammered, I... I am not angry anymore. I am not angry.
Not angry?
Ren Tianye became increasingly leisurely. But I see that Madam still has a face full of fury, without even a hint of a smile. How can you say you are not angry?
Left side.
Almost instinctively, Su Jin looked to the left.
Slap!
Ren Tianye’s palm appeared from the left.
He did not hold back in the slightest, nor did he show any so-called tender pity for the fair sex. With that single blow, Su Jin’s charming left cheek turned crimson and swelled up instantly.
She clutched her face and cried out in pain, but the moment her eyes met Ren Tianye’s gaze, she swallowed her voice.
Her body began to tremble more and more.
Then...
She forced a smile.
Unfortunately, with her face covered in tears, the smile she squeezed out looked worse than a sob.
Heh, this smile doesn't look good at all.
Right side!
Su Jin reflexively turned her head. Even though she realized it immediately and tried to stop, the palm that emerged from the right did not spare her.
Slap!
The crisp sound echoed through the tent.
Su Jin’s right cheek also swelled up instantly. Her delicate, beautiful face looked deformed at a first glance.
I... I wouldn't dare anymore. I wouldn't dare. General, please stop hitting me. Please stop. I can definitely smile better, I'll smile better...
Su Jin knelt on the ground, pleading bitterly.
She hurriedly tried to adjust her expression, soon revealing a face as beautiful as a flower, blooming with a radiant smile that was utterly intoxicating.
In that moment, her charm was soul-stirring and bone-melting.
A good smile, but not sincere enough!
Left side!
Slap!
Ren Tianye did not give Su Jin time to react, striking from the right this time.
Three consecutive slaps, all with the same weight. Given his strength and the fact that he was not intentionally holding back, Su Jin’s beautiful face was completely swollen like a pig’s head.
Terrified, Su Jin begged for mercy frantically. Then, with the utmost speed, she forced another smile—warm, melting, and with eyes full of sincerity.
Ren Tianye finally nodded in satisfaction.
He said, Seeing Madam smile so brightly, I finally believe your sincerity. You truly aren't angry anymore.
If I can coax Madam into a good mood on behalf of General Zhang, then this trip wasn't in vain.
However...
I find it a bit strange. No matter what, General Zhang has extensive connections and a deep background in the capital. He enjoys Imperial favor and has accumulated many military merits. Why would he marry a lowly daughter of a merchant like you and still fail to appease you?
Isn't she quite easy to coax now?
Ren Tianye spoke with pointed intent. Su Jin quickly said, General, I was wrong. I know my mistake. I will never dare to lose my temper again...
Oh? You still want to lose your temper?
No, no, no. I will serve General Zhang well, as a slave or a maid. I would never dare to make such a mistake again.
Ren Tianye nodded. Good, good. To recognize one's faults and amend them is the greatest virtue.
Madam is indeed a clever person.
But such good news must be reported to General Zhang immediately.
Now, please send a maid to inform General Zhang. Tell him you aren't angry anymore and that you've realized your mistakes. Let General Zhang come and see Madam’s new, reformed self.
Su Jin instantly understood Ren Tianye’s true intention.
He was using her to lure Zhang Wei into her tent.
But all the maids and servants in her tent had been slaughtered; those standing guard now were all Ren Tianye’s men.
Whenever Zhang Wei came to see her, he never brought guards to prevent others from seeing her peerless beauty. Once he arrived, his fate was clearly sealed.
But without Zhang Wei as her shield, her fate would be even worse.
How could she agree?
While she was paralyzed by the choice, she saw the short blade in Ren Tianye’s hand move from her neck to her face.
The bone-chilling killing intent from the blade seeped into her skin, making her shudder uncontrollably.
She was used to seeing weapons.
In Zhang Wei's hands, she had appraised countless precious sabers and swords.
She never thought those ornate or sharp weapons were anything special. To her, they weren't even worth one of her pieces of jewelry; she had always looked down on them.
But now, the blade crawled across her delicate skin like a worm. The piercing cold made her tremble incessantly.
Only now did Su Jin understand the power of cold steel.
It seems Madam is still angry. In that case, I have no choice but to use this knife to carve a smile onto Madam’s face.
A carved smile doesn't fade easily.
General Zhang will surely be pleased when he sees it.
Madam, what do you think?
Su Jin was drenched in a cold sweat, her body shaking. Fear surged within her like a raging sea. She blurted out, I... I'll go call Zhang Wei.
I'll go call Zhang Wei right now!
She shouted at the only surviving personal maid, Why are you just standing there? Go, quickly!
Now, that's a good girl, Ren Tianye chuckled. He turned to Wang Ming and said, Please escort this young lady to General Zhang’s camp.
Yes, sir.
Follow her from a distance. If she doesn't sincerely invite General Zhang to see his wife's reformed state, come back early. You can help me carve that smile on Madam's face.
Yes, General!
Wang Ming grabbed the maid like a chick and hauled her out of the tent, threatening her fiercely, If you try to escape my sight, I'll put an arrow through you before you can take another step!
Do you hear me?
I... I hear you, the pale-faced maid replied, trembling.
Fix your face and go invite General Zhang with a smile. If you mess up this important matter, I'll shoot you dead just the same!
Yes... yes...
Then get moving! What are you dawdling for?
Yes... yes...
The lieutenant, Wang Ming, followed the maid from a distance as Ren Tianye had instructed. He had already unslung the stiff bow from his back. Though his archery wasn't as legendary as Ren Tianye’s, he could still pull a two-dan stiff bow.
Within his line of sight, he was capable of a certain kill.
However, he was still sweating from tension, terrified that even the slightest error might occur in such a high-stakes situation.
Fortunately...
His hands remained steady.
Steady as a rock.
And reality was turning out much better than he had anticipated.
The maidservant was scared out of her wits. When she reached the command tent, she did not even dare to enter; she simply stood outside and began to shout, "M-M-Master, M-Madame is no longer angry!"
"Madame says she knows she was wrong!"
"She asks the Master to come at once!"
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.”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
