How dare he!
The shrill voice echoed ceaselessly through the spacious villa lobby.
The voice belonged to a woman in her early twenties, wearing a strapless mini dress. Although quite beautiful in appearance, the harsh look between her brows revealed her true nature at first glance.
Chu Qingya.
Chu Haojie's daughter.
She had just entered and overheard her father saying that he would be inviting this young man to attend Grandpa's birthday banquet tomorrow. He would also be parading the young man around and would reward him with 10 million yuan.
Upon hearing this, she was immediately infuriated!
Chu Haojie frowned and scolded, "Don't you even have basic manners? Qin Xuan is your junior at Yuncheng University. Watch your words!"
Qin Xuan?
Junior?
Chu Qingya immediately realized something and looked at Qin Xuan in surprise. "You're that Qin Xuan who just defeated the Taekwondo Club?"
"Yes," Qin Xuan replied expressionlessly.
"I was wondering who would be so arrogant as to call the school's influential figures a bunch of scumbags at that kind of occasion..." Chu Qingya's expression was extremely ugly.
"Now that you've seen me, are you satisfied?" Qin Xuan leisurely asked.
"You!"
Chu Qingya was furious. "That Yang Hao from the Taekwondo Club is trash. Just because you could beat him, you now think you're unrivaled in this world? Swindling your way into my family? You're clearly courting death!"
As Master Chu's daughter, Chu Qingya was the undisputed princess at Yuncheng University.
Apart from the rarely seen Xiang Tiange, she looked down on almost everyone else.
Yet today, at the Taekwondo Club, Qin Xuan had directly insulted her along with everyone else!
"Enough."
Chu Haojie impatiently said, "Go back to your room. Stop making a scene here."
"Dad, how did he trick you? What kind of charm potion did he feed you?" Chu Qingya yelled, "He's just an attention-seeking clown. Giving him 10 million would be better donated to charity!"
"Shut up!"
Chu Haojie finally lost his temper. "At his young age, Qin already has the strength of Internal Force Perfection. Bringing him to the banquet tomorrow will surely make Grandpa look upon me more favorably. What do you understand?"
Internal Force Perfection?
That's it?
Chu Qingya was ready to go mad. "Dad, can you be sensible? If he has attained Internal Force Perfection at such a young age, wouldn't he become a martial arts grandmaster in his twenties?"
"That's right. It's precisely because of this that I'm certain Grandpa will see me in a new light!" Chu Haojie affirmed resolutely.
"..."
Madness, pure madness.
Back in Grandpa's day, his battle achievements were legendary. Even at the age of thirty, he had only attained Internal Force Completion!
Seeing Chu Qingya's terrible expression, Chu Haojie sighed helplessly. "Qin Xuan, why don't you show her some of your skills to get her to shut up. Otherwise, this girl will pester me to death. It'll also be good to have her apologize to you later."
Chu Qingya immediately narrowed her eyes, eager to see what tricks the other party could pull.
However.
Qin Xuan scoffed disdainfully, "Prove myself to her? She doesn't deserve it!"
With that said, Qin Xuan grabbed the bag containing 5 million cash and turned to leave without another glance.
"Dad, did you see that? He chickened out. You're usually so shrewd, how could you be so easily duped this time?"
Chu Qingya pressed her forehead and said helplessly, "Try telling people there's an 18-year-old with Internal Force Perfection. Who would believe that?"
Slap!
Chu Haojie slapped Chu Qingya hard across the face and yelled furiously, "Get the hell out of my sight! What's the point of giving birth to a useless thing like you? Other than showing off and acting arrogantly at school, what else can you do?"
After speaking, Chu Haojie rushed out, "Qin Xuan, my apologies. It's my fault for failing to teach my daughter proper manners. I still hope you'll accompany me tomorrow night. The 10 million reward won't be shortchanged at all."
"I have no reason to reject money. How your daughter behaves has nothing to do with me. Just contact me when the time comes," Qin Xuan left his contact information and drove off.
Chu Haojie secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Luckily Qin Xuan wasn't angry, otherwise he would definitely be overshadowed by Big Brother at the banquet tomorrow.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it either. Internal Force Perfection at 18 years old, a martial arts grandmaster in his twenties... This person must be well taken care of!"
Chu Haojie's eyes shone with determination.
Thoughts of Zheng Tianming's death and the Black Dragon Hall that he had painstakingly nurtured for years being wiped out overnight caused him to feel depressed.
Just who was the ruthless person capable of such earth-shattering deeds without leaving the slightest trace?
It was simply inconceivable!
...
Qin Xuan drove straight to the bank to deposit the money.
He mentally ridiculed Chu Haojie for being so crude. Just to make a more shocking impression, he had actually brought cash. Such a huge bag was so cumbersome.
Passing by a credit union, Qin Xuan parked his car and heaved the large sack out from the trunk. He slowly walked inside.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's nemesis Sun Yanan just happened to drive by. Sun's eyebrows furrowed heavily. "Has this punk lost his mind? Carrying a sack of sweet potatoes into a bank?"
Driven by curiosity, Sun Yanan parked his car and secretly followed him in.
Inside the credit union lobby, Qin Xuan's attire coupled with the sack made him look exactly like a country bumpkin who had just arrived in the city.
A security guard approached Qin Xuan and said, "You can leave your local specialties over there. No need to keep holding it. I'll keep an eye on it for you."
"Local specialties? This is cash. I'm here to deposit money," Qin Xuan replied.
"..."
The security guard was dumbfounded.
The surrounding people who had come to do business, including the credit union staff, all looked at him strangely, as if he were some huge weirdo.
"There's 5 million inside. Large sum deposit, so I shouldn't need to take a number and line up right? Call your branch president out. I'm in a hurry," Qin Xuan calmly stated.
Damn!
The security guard barely held back from cursing.
The tellers at the counter and credit officers in the surrounding area could hardly refrain from laughing.
"Take a number," was all the security guard said before he shook his head and returned to his spot.
None of the other staff approached Qin Xuan.
Bringing 5 million to deposit yet completely ignored?
Qin Xuan was extremely annoyed. He set the sack down, the tie came loose, and glimpses of red...
In that instant,
everyone around cried out in shock.
Almost all the staff of this branch simultaneously stood up, faces filled with astonishment.
As for Sun Yanan who had secretly followed inside, the sight of a sack full of cash left him thoroughly shaken!
The security guard who had told Qin Xuan to take a number almost peed himself. Just as he thought he was about to be fired,
Sun Yanan yelled loudly, "Catch that man! This money is either counterfeit or illegally obtained!"
The security guards froze briefly before instinctively rushing over to surround Qin Xuan, guarded looks on their faces.
A teller ran out and asked Sun Yanan, "Sir, what do you mean?"
Unable to contain his resentment over the humiliation he had suffered from Qin Xuan, Sun Yanan gnashed his teeth, "I know him. He's just a country bumpkin without a penny to his name. How could he possibly have so much money? Call the police to investigate!"
His words served as a wake-up call to everyone.
The teller unhesitatingly took out his phone to call the police and instructed the security to watch Qin Xuan closely.
"..."
Qin Xuan was extremely speechless. The way he looked at Sun Yanan was as if gazing upon a dead man. "If you're so eager to die, you can jump into a river yourself instead of hopping around in front of me!"
Sun Yanan instinctively shrank back in fear.
But thinking of Qin Xuan having so much illegal money that would surely land him in jail, he suddenly regained his courage. "I'm being a good Samaritan here. Relying on your fighting skills to deceive and intimidate people? Go to prison where you belong!"
Slap!
Qin Xuan slapped out,
sending Sun Yanan flying with that powerful blow. Sun's face was battered beyond recognition, with seven or eight teeth knocked out.
The security guards did not expect Qin Xuan to dare attack someone here. They immediately pounced on him.
Bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, all the security guards lay fallen on the ground.
Qin Xuan now appeared to onlookers as a terrorist, scaring them witless.
"Morons!"
Qin Xuan cursed and promptly called Chu Haojie to come over immediately.
Ten minutes later,
the police and Chu Haojie arrived almost simultaneously.
At this tense moment, Chu Haojie frantically shouted, "I am Chu Haojie. The 5 million in this sack is a gift I gave to my friend Qin Xuan. What are you all trying to do?!"
"..."
The scene fell silent. All the staff were dumbfounded, with chills running down their spines.
Sun Yanan was even more shocked, no longer caring about the pain. His eyeballs almost popped out.
Chu Haojie!
He's Chu's second son!
Originally, Sun Yanan thought no matter how capable Qin Xuan was in fighting, it could not change his poor background.
Now it seemed he was completely wrong.
Not only did this Chu's second son address Qin Xuan as 'my friend Qin Xuan', he even gifted 5 million... This guy was exceptionally impressive.
Sun Yanan regretted it so much his guts were twisting.
With Chu Haojie's clarification, the misunderstanding was directly resolved and the police left the scene feeling quite speechless.
Afterwards, the chairman of this branch rushed out and greeted Chu Haojie. He then looked towards Qin Xuan and passionately said, "Sorry Qin sir, I..."
"Shut up!"
Qin Xuan picked up the sack and walked straight towards a bank across the street.
The chairman looked around, his eyes almost shooting fire.
While a 5 million deposit may not have been enough for the chairman to personally get involved, this matter concerned Chu Haojie!
A young man valued by Chu's second son had immense potential worth, even a fool could see that.
Yet now, this bunch of useless fools had ruined everything!
In the corner,
Sun Yanan, crouching on the ground, watched the chairman furiously scolding everyone. He couldn't stop trembling all over.
At this moment, he was incredibly fearful of Qin Xuan.
He had to escape, or else he'd be killed sooner or later staying in the same school as Qin Xuan.
Thinking of Liu Xinxin, Sun Yanan gnashed his teeth.
Recalling before first meeting Qin Xuan, it was because of that gossipy girlfriend who viciously insulted Qin Xuan that he had revealed his malice during their first encounter...
That ruinous woman!
Sun Yanan dialed Liu Xinxin's number and angrily yelled, "Let's break up, you cheap woman! I must have fallen on bad luck in my previous 8 lives to date you. A sour and mean woman like you should die early and transmigrate quickly. Fuck off!!"

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.”

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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