As soon as the woman finished speaking,
Zheng Tianming and two martial arts grandmasters were instantly killed,
Dozens of bodies were sprawled all over the ground,
The thick scent of blood permeated the air, but the woman's expression remained unchanged.
Ten minutes later,
A young man was dragged over,
And to everyone's surprise, it was Huang Chuan!
Seeing the corpses scattered on the ground, Huang Chuan was terrified and lost his composure. "W-what are you doing? I don't even know you!"
"My junior brother was shot. Did you know that?" the woman asked.
"What junior brother?" Huang Chuan looked bewildered.
Shaking her head with a sigh, the woman said, "From what I understand, you were able to safely leave the club tonight because of my junior brother. But instead of showing gratitude, you spread rumors right then and there, causing Zheng Tianming to vent his anger on my junior brother."
"..."
Suddenly, Huang Chuan realized.
But at the same time, an indescribable sense of fear made him tremble uncontrollably.
The woman clasped her hands behind her back, a touch of melancholy in her eyes. "People like you always like to compare backgrounds with others. You looked down upon my junior brother because he dressed plainly. However, you don't know that compared to you, his little finger alone surpasses all of you. Truly a pitiful bunch."
Huang Chuan gradually sensed the approach of death.
He finally regretted it.
It turned out that the rustic countryside bumpkin he thought was powerless and insignificant had an unimaginably deep background!
Huang Chuan hurriedly knelt down, ready to beg for mercy.
Unfortunately, the woman in the leather jacket didn't give him a chance to speak.
Huang Chuan fell straight to the ground, ending his young life.
Afterward, the woman walked toward the door without looking back.
Under the moonlight, her graceful figure exuded a combination of icy coldness and melancholy.
...
At the Lakeside Mountain Cloud Sea Community,
Qin Xuan returned to the villa with a weary body.
"Junior brother!"
Gu Simin and Mo RuShuang rushed out and saw Qin Xuan clutching his abdomen, his left hand stained with blood. They were immediately alarmed.
"It's fine. I cultivated the 'Ancient God Technique' and forced the bullet out at that time. I've also stopped the bleeding now. I just need some rest," Qin Xuan said.
As fellow disciples who shared the same path, Gu Simin and Mo RuShuang naturally knew that he wasn't seriously injured. But the anger in his expression couldn't be concealed!
"Who did this?" Mo RuShuang asked coldly.
"Zheng Tianming," Qin Xuan replied.
"It was him?"
Gu Simin clenched her fists, "Such audacity! I'm going to kill him!"
"Elder sister..." Qin Xuan called out.
Ignoring his words, Gu Simin got into her car and quickly drove away, showing just how furious she was!
Qin Xuan sighed and said to Mo RuShuang, "Junior sister, I'll go apply some medicine first."
About twenty minutes later,
Gu Simin returned with an extremely strange expression.
"Elder sister, what's wrong?" Mo RuShuang asked.
"The Autumn Water Flower Villa, where Zheng Tianming resides, is filled with corpses. The entire sect has been wiped out," Gu Simin furrowed her brows. "The police have released a statement saying that there was infighting among Zheng Tianming's gang, resulting in their mutual deaths."
Mo RuShuang's heart trembled, and her gaze intertwined with Gu Simin's.
Their eyes held profound meaning.
The next day,
Qin Xuan arrived at the school.
Thanks to the powerful "Ancient God Technique," his wounds were no longer serious.
As for the incident of the bodies scattered throughout Zheng Tianming's villa, Qin Xuan also learned about it, but he didn't dwell on it or delve deeper into the matter.
Inside the classroom,
Xia Wanying, fearing that something unexpected might happen to Qin Xuan, had not slept a wink last night and was currently resting her head on the desk.
Sensing movement beside her, Xia Wanying suddenly lifted her head and was pleasantly surprised to see Qin Xuan appear!
"Did anything happen last night?" Xia Wanying asked softly.
"If something had happened, would I still be able to come to class?" Qin Xuan smiled.
Phew...
Xia Wanying heaved a sigh of relief, and the heavy burden in her heart finally lifted. She quickly took out a cup of soy milk and two steamed buns from her drawer, preparing to hand them to Qin Xuan.
Normally, she only bought a steamed bun and drank hot water for breakfast.
The money for those two steamed buns and soy milk would be enough for her to have breakfast for three days.
However, before Xia Wanying could reach out her hand, the class monitor Wu Han and several other roommates rushed over, each holding a sumptuous breakfast in their hands.
Their eyes were filled with intense desire when they looked at Qin Xuan!
There was no doubt about it.
After Wu Han learned that Qin Xuan was a rich man, she went back and told Liu Xiaoli and the others, and now they were all rushing to get close to him.
While others had brought KFC breakfast, Xia Wanying suddenly felt inferior and quietly retracted her hand...
Qin Xuan unexpectedly glanced at Wu Han and the others, then declined their breakfast offerings one by one. He casually took the soy milk and steamed buns from Xia Wanying's hand and started eating.
"..."
Wu Han and the others looked disappointed.
Amidst Xia Wanying's surprise, her delicate face gradually reddened, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes.
This scene, caught by Chen Yan's gaze, left her feeling mixed emotions, as if overturning a bottle of five-flavored vinegar.
"Qin Xuan, come out with me for a moment," Chen Yan called out.
Qin Xuan, somewhat impatient, came to the classroom door and asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"
"Thank you for last night. Let me treat you to lunch," Chen Yan said.
"No need."
Qin Xuan turned and walked away, completely aloof.
Chen Yan was stunned, her face turning red with anger!
Why did this person enjoy acting aloof so much?
Even playing hard to get should have its limits!
"I see that you're the kind of person who likes to take advantage. I ignore you, and you still want to follow me. Now that I invite you to lunch, you're still acting high and mighty. You're beyond redemption," Chen Yan said in frustration. Soon after, she couldn't help but think of the man playing the piano, the elegant music, and her emotions finally calmed down.
Meanwhile, in a corner of the classroom,
Cheng Tao's face darkened, and his hands clenched into fists beneath the desk.
Why was this countryside bumpkin, who had only been here for two days, so popular?
Xia Wanying and Wu Han had actually brought breakfast for Qin Xuan.
And even after Qin Xuan politely declined, Wu Han and the others, instead of getting angry, seemed even more determined.
You should know that Wu Han's dormitory had been the most enthusiastic towards Cheng Tao before, but overnight, everything had changed!
Cheng Tao struggled to control the trembling in his body.
Young people's minds are not strong, and thinking about the grievances he suffered yesterday, combined with the scene before his eyes, tears welled up in his eyes.
At this moment, Li Jiangbo approached and whispered, "Brother Tao, I just found this thing outside. I don't know what kind of card it is."
He took out a black, hard card.
With just one glance, Cheng Tao was shocked and exclaimed in disbelief, "This... It's the Supreme Card of Golden Plum Garden!"
"Ah?" Li Jiangbo was stunned.
"I had the privilege of seeing it once. This is the Supreme Card of Golden Plum Garden. With this card, all expenses there are free. It's super awesome!"
Cheng Tao's emotions were stirred, "First, let's check the authenticity according to the serial number on it. If it's genuine, it'll be amazing."
Quickly, Cheng Tao took out his phone and accessed the official service account of Golden Plum Garden Hotel.
After checking, it was confirmed that the Supreme Card was genuine and not yet registered to anyone's name!
"Jiangbo, you've made a great contribution," Cheng Tao exclaimed excitedly.
"Well..." Li Jiangbo scratched his head, feeling embarrassed. "Can it be registered under my name? After all, I found it."
"You're talking nonsense. It's only because I have a broad knowledge that I can recognize this as the Supreme Card of Golden Plum Garden. If it weren't for me, you might have thrown it away as trash," Cheng Tao said indifferently.
"Don't you have any awareness since you're following me? Bind it to my name. If you need to use it in the future, you can use it anytime. What's there to panic about?"
Li Jiangbo felt a bit wronged but didn't dare to argue further.
Cheng Tao was overjoyed and directly bound his identity information on the service account.
"Binding successful! Welcome, esteemed member of the Golden Plum Garden Hotel's Supreme Club!"
The system displayed this message, making Cheng Tao even more excited.
This card held extraordinary significance.
For Cheng Tao, it wasn't just about free food and drinks; behind this card, it symbolized an extraordinary social status!
It's not an exaggeration to say that once this news spreads, Cheng Tao will become one of the most prominent figures in the school. Everywhere he goes on campus, he will carry an aura!
At this moment, Cheng Tao looked at Qin Xuan again with determination in his eyes, even a hint of disdain.
After class, Cheng Tao watched Qin Xuan and Xia Wanying walk together toward the cafeteria, clearly planning to have lunch together. His face instantly darkened.
"Jiangbo, go find the Taekwondo Club members immediately. Let them step in and teach that Qin guy, the country bumpkin, a lesson!"
Li Jiangbo didn't doubt his words.
Now that Cheng Tao possessed the Supreme Card of Golden Plum Garden, those who were unaware would be extremely wary of his background.
Even the president of the Taekwondo Club couldn't possibly refuse to give Cheng Tao face!
Moreover...
Xia Wanying's popularity on campus was almost catching up to that of the mysterious goddess, Xiang Tiange. The president of the Taekwondo Club must have some thoughts about Xia Wanying.
"This time, let's see how that country bumpkin dies!"
Li Jiangbo's eyes gleamed.
Cafeteria.
Qin Xuan and Xia Wanying got their food and found a place to sit casually.
Looking at the vegetarian dish on Xia Wanying's tray, Qin Xuan picked up a big chicken leg and handed it to her.
"No, no need," Xia Wanying blushed slightly and said softly, "I don't eat meat."
Qin Xuan was straightforward and said with a stern face, "If I tell you to eat, then eat. Behave."
"Thank you."
Xia Wanying, as gentle as a cat, took a small bite of the chicken leg and felt a strange sensation in her heart.
It seemed...
A bit sweet.
Qin Xuan noticed that she didn't dislike eating meat at all; it was just that she had limited resources and had to be frugal.
The cafeteria was noisy.
But in this bustling atmosphere, the youthful girl became a beautiful scenery.
Numerous students cast jealous glances, wishing they could devour Qin Xuan alive.
"Who is that guy? I've never seen him before. Is Xia Goddess going to be won over by him?"
"He seems to be from the Foreign Language Institute. He just arrived yesterday and caused quite a stir by beating up Cheng Tao."
"Damn, he's just a rustic country bumpkin. What qualifications does he have to have lunch with Xia Goddess? I can't stand it anymore!"
A group of students wearing taekwondo uniforms entered the cafeteria with an imposing manner, heading straight for Qin Xuan.
After the initial shock, everyone quickly revealed a gloating expression.
That damned country bumpkin is probably in big trouble now!

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.

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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!

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.”