After countless slashes, Ning Yu finally stopped.
The man on the ground still wasn't dead.
In a deep, agonized voice, he pleaded:
"Please... please kill me."
Hearing the man's tortured plea, Ning Yu's smile grew even wider.
She lowered her head, putting her hand near her ear in a listening gesture:
"Huh? What? Speak louder, I can't hear you!"
Ning Yu's words made Shen Yiyue feel like she was facing a stranger.
At this moment, Ning Yu's voice was neither the sweet, soft voice of a little girl,
Nor was it her usual cold, clear tone when she was being serious.
Instead, it was sharp, manic, and pathological, like a yandere girl who had descended into darkness.
The man on the ground struggled to move his throat, an action that took immense effort.
He mumbled again:
"Kill... kill me."
This time Ning Yu nodded dramatically, raising her eyebrows in a show of agreement.
Then she gently placed the blade against the man's neck.
Seeing this, the man thought he would finally find release, and slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the end.
But instead, he heard Ning Yu's demonic whisper:
"But, I refuse!"
The man's eyes shot open, filled with anger, resentment, and despair.
Ning Yu kicked him aside with one swift motion.
The man rolled away but still wouldn't die, writhing on the ground like a stepped-on insect.
"Hahahahahahaha!!!"
Ning Yu's silver hair danced wildly with her maniacal laughter.
The thugs opposite her were momentarily stunned by the cruel scene, unable to react.
Ning Yu looked at them contemptuously while shouldering her blade, speaking again:
"I'm waiting to recover my strength, what are you waiting for, death?!"
The Snapback Man was the first to snap out of this horrifying shock. He roared in a deep, angry voice:
"There's no one else around, attack!"
He finally realized there were no hidden allies in the vicinity.
If there were, arrows would have been fired at the man who had attacked earlier.
His bodyguards were reminded by their boss's words, and they all charged at Ning Yu with their military daggers.
Ning Yu spotted the commanding Snapback Man and pointed her Crimson War Blade at him from afar, her eyes sharp as arrows:
"You! I'll torture you last!"
The Snapback Man shuddered when he saw Ning Yu's playful gaze.
Seeing the bloody mess of the man on the ground, he felt a chill run down his spine and could only try to dispel his fear with a loud shout:
"Quick! K-kill her!!"
As the thugs surrounded her, Ning Yu seemed unmoved, the Crimson War Blade still resting on her small shoulder.
Just as several military daggers were about to strike her, everyone's vision blurred!
Where did she go?!
Ning Yu had completely vanished from their sight.
"Ahh!!!"
"My foot!!!"
Then they heard the screams of several of their companions.
Those men suddenly fell to their knees, then rolled to their sides clutching their feet, their daggers thrown aside.
The tendons and muscles in their legs had been cleanly severed, leaving them unable to stand!
The other thugs all showed shocked expressions - what terrifying speed!
"Hey, where are you looking?"
From the side of their encirclement, Ning Yu stood casually shouldering her Crimson War Blade, as if she had never moved at all.
When did she get over there?!
No one had seen Ning Yu move - it was as if she had teleported there.
Shen Yiyue's pupils trembled in shock; she hadn't seen Ning Yu's movement either.
This speed was on a completely different level from their training sessions!
She knew Ning Yu had been holding back during their training, but she hadn't realized the gap was this vast.
The thugs charged at Ning Yu again, but one of them headed toward Shen Yiyue instead.
He planned to capture this frail-looking girl and use her to threaten Ning Yu.
Seeing this, Shen Yiyue showed no fear and raised her blade to meet him.
She had already resolved to fight alongside Ning Yu!
But before the charging man could engage with Shen Yiyue, his gaze suddenly froze.
The crimson blade burst through his chest, then circled around his left breast.
Then a small blood-covered hand punched through his chest from behind, reaching out through the front!
In that hand was his still-beating heart.
"Please don't try to sneak attack my princess, okay?"
"That's very naughty behavior!"
Behind him was Ning Yu's evil yet beautiful smile.
She squeezed slightly, and the fragile heart immediately burst into pieces of meat.
The thug whose heart had been ripped out collapsed instantly.
The thugs surrounding Ning Yu once again failed to catch her movements.
Yanking her hand back, Ning Yu's entire arm was covered in blood.
She turned to look at the remaining thugs, their faces filled with hesitation and fear.
Ning Yu shouldered her blade again, speaking playfully:
"Come on, let's continue the game!"
But this battle had already entered garbage time.
What followed was purely her one-sided slaughter and torture.
The silver-haired little girl alternated between maniacal laughter, loud crying, and fury, her emotions wildly varied.
For these thugs, her laughter, crying, and roars all became death knells.
They were taken down one by one, tortured, completely powerless to resist.
Several of them tried to run, but how could they outrun Ning Yu?
They were brought down in the same way after just a few steps.
One thug had already mentally broken down, lying on the ground with useless legs.
He propped himself up, pointing at Ning Yu with a trembling finger, speaking incoherently:
"You're not... human, what are you?! You're a zombie! You're ugh..."
Before he could finish, Ning Yu thrust her blade through his throat.
She smiled with narrowed eyes:
"How rude, you shouldn't say such things about me, you'll hurt my feelings."
Watching all his men being killed by Ning Yu in such cruel ways,
The Snapback Man couldn't maintain his composure any longer, his calm smile long gone.
His squinted eyes were now wide open, filled with terror.
He turned and fled frantically into the supermarket.
Ning Yu didn't immediately chase after him, her eyes blazing red as she lightly licked her lips:
"Time for the main course!"
A gust of wind rushed past Shen Yiyue as Ning Yu vanished from her spot to give chase.
A playful instruction floated through the air:
"Sweetie, help me finish them off!"
She knew Ning Yu meant to kill the thugs on the ground, who had lost their ability to resist and were covered in blood from torture.
Shen Yiyue took a small breath and walked forward with her blade.
The Snapback Man was about to run out of the supermarket, his face lighting up when he saw the front entrance.
It seemed as if he was about to be saved.
He was still muttering under his breath:
"Damn it! Psycho! She's absolutely insane!"
Just as his foot was about to cross the supermarket threshold, he was suddenly yanked back by an enormous force!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.”
