Luo Nangui stared at the red light on the turtle shell, utterly puzzled.
The next second.
Boom—!
Boom—!
Two earth-shattering explosions rang out!
Following the explosions came an intense heat and a wave of absolute destruction!
Luo Nangui had just taken the full brunt of two explosion talismans at point-blank range!
Whoosh—!
Whoosh—!
The entire tomb was engulfed in smoke from the explosions!
Whoosh—!
Ye Wangchuan took out a fan and waved it vigorously, dispersing the smoke in the area.
At this moment, he finally got a clear view of the scene.
A massive crater with a radius of forty meters had suddenly appeared in the center of the tomb!
Luo Nangui lay at the bottom of the crater!
In front of him was the shattered remains of a turtle shell shield.
His body was covered in burns.
Flesh, exposed bones, and charred skin.
These were the marks that now covered every part of Luo Nangui’s body.
Not a single patch of his skin was left unscathed!
This scene didn’t surprise Ye Wangchuan.
Li Luo’s explosion talismans were given by the system. Although their range wasn’t large, their power was terrifying!
A five-hundred-meter-long three-headed giant serpent had its scales shattered and bones exposed after being hit by three explosion talismans from a distance.
A ten-meter-tall three-tiered puppet had its lower half completely obliterated after being hit by two explosion talismans at close range.
And Luo Nangui, who was only 1.8 meters tall, had just taken two explosion talismans directly to the face!
Even with the shield mitigating some of the damage, the injury was still beyond measure!
“Aaaaaah!”
The searing pain hit him, and Luo Nangui let out a blood-curdling scream.
But Ye Wangchuan wasn’t about to give him a chance to recover!
Whoosh—!
A spear shot decisively toward Luo Nangui.
At that moment.
Thud—!
The sound of the spear piercing through flesh echoed.
But it wasn’t Luo Nangui’s chest.
Instead, Murong had spread her arms and stood in front of Luo Nangui, taking the blow.
Luo Nangui’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the scene before him.
Murong, on the other hand, smiled faintly.
Memories of the past two months with Luo Nangui flashed through her mind.
The first time they watched the stars together, the first time they soaked in a hot spring, the first time they tried stinky tofu…
Somehow, two months ago, Luo Nangui had changed. Every day, he brought something new into her life.
At first, she had only hired Luo Nangui as a guard because he was easy on the eyes. But before she knew it,
she had… grown somewhat attached to him!
With that thought, Murong smiled softly and reached out her blood-stained hand toward Luo Nangui’s cheek, saying,
“Luo Nangui, I’ve always…”
“!!!!”
Ye Wangchuan reacted instantly, rushing forward and clamping his hand over Murong’s mouth to stop her from confessing.
At the same time, he quickly pulled her hand back to prevent her from smearing blood on Luo Nangui’s face.
Then, Ye Wangchuan decisively took a few steps back with Murong, pressing a dagger to her neck.
Ye Wangchuan spoke first, his voice threatening.
“Take one more step, and her life is over.”
“You—!”
Luo Nangui glared at Ye Wangchuan, his eyes blazing with fury.
Meanwhile, Ye Wangchuan’s mind was racing.
Damn it!
I messed up!
Only bringing two explosion talismans wasn’t enough to kill this guy outright!
With the way things are going, if this woman dies, the protagonist is definitely going to go berserk and power up!
Li Luo’s short legs will take at least a few dozen seconds to get here. There’s not enough time to finish the job!
Ye Wangchuan began frantically thinking of ways to prevent Luo Nangui from going berserk.
TV dramas, anime, comics, novels.
In a matter of seconds, Ye Wangchuan recalled nearly every piece of media he had consumed in his previous life.
His goal was to remember if there was any way for a villain to survive after severely injuring the female lead.
As he racked his brain, Ye Wangchuan suddenly remembered something.
Earlier, this woman had mentioned…
She was from the Mu Family of Yanjing!
Ye Wangchuan’s eyes lit up with inspiration!
He quickly shoved a medicinal pill into Murong’s mouth to stabilize her injuries and prevent her from dying, which would trigger the protagonist’s rage.
Then,
Ye Wangchuan leaned down and whispered into Murong’s ear.
“Miss, I’m sure you wouldn’t want your Mu Family in Yanjing to be wiped out, would you?”
“What?!”
Murong’s eyes widened in horror as she looked at Ye Wangchuan.
Satisfied with her reaction, Ye Wangchuan continued, “I’ve heard of the Mu Family, one of the great families of Yanjing. You must have heard of the Ye Family as well, right?”
“As it happens, I am the sole heir of the Ye Family. Right now, I have the Ye Family token on me, which can transmit messages across space instantly.”
“If I were to use this token to inform my father, Ye Zhentian, that the Mu Family is trying to kill me, what do you think would happen?”
“The answer is, not a single living thing in the Mu Family would survive past tomorrow. Just like the Lin Family of Yanjing.”
As Ye Wangchuan spoke these words, Murong’s pupils contracted in fear.
The Lin Family—once the top family in Yanjing!
Whether in terms of top-tier combat power or their legacy, they were an incredibly powerful family!
Even the current Long Family still falls short compared to the Lin Family of the past!
But for some unknown reason, one day, the Lin Family was completely wiped out by the Ye Family overnight!
Only children shorter than the height of a cart wheel were spared.
This was the reason Murong feared the Ye Family!
“What… what do you want me to do?”
Murong glared at Ye Wangchuan through gritted teeth.
Ye Wangchuan smirked and said softly,
“First, send that man away. We’ll talk about the rest later.”
“Fine… fine.”
Murong clenched her teeth and looked up at Luo Nangui.
At this moment, Luo Nangui was roaring at Ye Wangchuan, his eyes filled with rage.
But with the dagger pressed against Murong’s neck, he didn’t dare make a move.
All he could do was curse loudly.
“Ye Wangchuan, you scum! What kind of man attacks a woman?! If you’ve got any guts, stop using the young lady to threaten me! Come at me if you dare! You—”
“Enough! Luo Nangui, shut up!”
Murong suddenly shouted, cutting off Luo Nangui’s tirade.
Luo Nangui looked at her in shock.
“Luo Nangui! Young Master Ye Wangchuan is actually a kind person! You’re the one who misunderstood him and attacked him first! He was only defending himself!”
“Didn’t you see? He even gave me a pill to heal my injuries!”
“This is all your fault! Apologize to Young Master Ye Wangchuan right now! Then go back to the human camp and wait for me.”
“I’ll stay here and have a chat with Young Master Ye Wangchuan before I return.”
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.
