Above the grand hall.
Clad in a hint of green, Li Qinghuan grasped her immortal sword. With a light twist of her pale wrist, she brought forth a three-inch cold gleam. The silver bell on her sword tassel echoed in the air, making her entire being resemble a sharp immortal sword.
"Shaving the moon for paper, cutting the wind for a blade." As the woman wielded her immortal sword, she chanted incantations, causing countless streams of sword qi to whistle sharply.
A Sword Venerable performing a sword dance... this was not a scene just anyone could witness.
Of course, calling it a sword dance... actually lacked much aesthetic appeal. Given Li Qinghuan's personality... how could she possibly dance with an immortal sword? Everything she practiced were killing moves!
The crucial point was that this woman actually thought she was dancing beautifully.
"One sword, two swords, three or four swords."
"Five swords, six swords, seven or eight swords."
"A thousand swords, ten thousand swords, countless swords."
"Tearing the heavens apart until nothing is seen."
Dancing with a sword while composing poetry was a bit too eccentric. If it weren't for her good looks, Young Master Jiang would have slapped her long ago.
Jiang Che sat high up in the hall, sipping immortal tea brewed from the ancient Dao Enlightenment Tea Tree. His eyes were entirely focused on this female Sword Venerable. Truth be told... Li Qinghuan's figure was indeed quite nice. As expected of an old woman who had been developing for over a hundred thousand years, her future children would never go hungry.
A slender immortal sword was swung by Li Qinghuan, making whooshing sounds and generating various anomalies in the void. With the power of a Sword Venerable... her full strength could even tear apart an entire star sector with a single strike.
Li Qinghuan danced very diligently. She even prepared to show Jiang Che a fancy trick.
[I once watched a mortal woman perform a sword dance to arouse a man's affection. At the very end of the dance... she used a move called White Rainbow Piercing the Sun, pressing the blade against his throat, intimidating but not harming him, delivering a fatal temptation...]
And so, she imitated that sword dance technique!
Dancing with the sword, she took small, quick steps toward Jiang Che. Of course... in Jiang Che's eyes, her movements looked like a shaman's trance dance, completely devoid of any beauty.
"Hah!"
For the final move of the sword dance, she tapped the ground with one foot and thrust her immortal sword straight toward Jiang Che's throat!
Jiang Che's eyes widened. Damn... is this woman trying to assassinate me?!
Li Qinghuan's sword gleam pressed against Jiang Che's throat... but she didn't stop her hand as she had imagined!
Her immortal sword was a peerless immortal artifact refined over a hundred thousand years. Just a few days ago, she had helped the sword spirit evolve, turning the weapon into a peak Six-Tribulation immortal artifact. At this moment, the sword spirit was a bit out of control and quite arrogant!
Thus—
With a squelch, the blade pierced right through Jiang Che's throat. The soul of the sword spirit instantly channeled the power of the Sword Dao to destroy Jiang Che's Immortal Dao origin.
[Beep! The host has died. Triggering resurrection card...]
Li Qinghuan was terrified, so scared that the immortal sword trembled and fell from her hand.
"You sword spirit! What have you done!!!"
It happened so fast that Li Qinghuan didn't even have time to react.
[Didn't you tell me to kill him?]
"Kill my foot!!! That was a performance! You... you've completely ruined me!"
At this moment, she wanted to cry but had no tears. She threw herself beside Jiang Che's corpse, only to find that even his life origin had been obliterated by the Sword Dao.
"Impossible, how could he die? Isn't he protected by a Supreme Immortal Emperor? How could he be stabbed to death with one sword?"
She was truly dumbfounded!
With the Immortal Dao origin obliterated, even an Immortal Emperor could not resurrect him, unless it was an Immortal Emperor-level cultivator who mastered the Great Dao powers of time, space, and karma to mend the flaws of heaven!
"Jiang... Jiang Che, it was the sword spirit that killed you... not me!"
However, the very next second, she was stunned.
She saw that Jiang Che's body, which had been completely dead, was slowly recovering. His wounds were healing anew. This ability was extremely bizarre, lacking even the slightest fluctuation of Great Dao aura.
He just miraculously resurrected just like that!!!
For Li Qinghuan, who had just sobered up, this was as terrifying as a corpse suddenly springing back to life.
"You... you..."
Jiang Che: "..."
He was completely speechless. Was there something wrong with this woman's brain? She actually accidentally stabbed him to death while performing a sword dance?
It was a good thing he, Jiang Che, possessed the ability of immortality. If it were anyone else, they would have been dead without even a speck of dust left. Enjoying a sword dance was truly a life-threatening activity.
"Heh... Assassinating me? That's an additional crime!"
Hearing this, Li Qinghuan's eyes instantly widened!
Even she couldn't see through Jiang Che's resurrection method just now. His life origin had been completely obliterated... how exactly did he come back to life?
Logically speaking, her cultivation was that of a Five-Tribulation Immortal Venerable; calling her a half-step Immortal Emperor wouldn't be an exaggeration. Even if those Immortal Emperors who mastered the power of time and space took action... she would definitely be able to sense it.
But just now, she hadn't sensed anything at all, and Jiang Che had simply resurrected.
[Could it be... is this the method of a Supreme Immortal Emperor? It truly is terrifyingly powerful!]
But right now, she had no time to think about all that—
Her wine debt hadn't been fully paid off yet, and now she owed Jiang Che a life. How was she supposed to repay this?
"Don't ever do a sword dance again, and definitely don't compose poetry. Just watching it gives this young master a headache."
Jiang Che waved his hand, his face full of disgust.
This woman was the clumsiest woman he had ever met, bar none!
Li Qinghuan felt incredibly awkward.
Although she didn't know what method Jiang Che had used to resurrect, she was certain... the price must have been steep. After all, it was an ability that could restore a life origin.
"Young Master Jiang... I was wrong. It was my sword spirit! It was a problem with the sword spirit of my immortal artifact!"
As if thinking of something, the woman directly brought out her immortal sword. The slender, entirely silver-white immortal sword... gleamed with a piercing cold light. A Six-Tribulation immortal artifact!!!
Furthermore, it had rarely birthed a spirit of the Sword Dao. Within the Nine Heavens... it was extremely rare for a magical artifact to nurture sentience. The higher the tier of the artifact... the lower the probability of it developing sentience, because once an artifact gained sentience, it would have its own independent thoughts.
For example, just now, Li Qinghuan was almost screwed to death by her own sword spirit!
"You sword spirit! Come out here right now!"
Li Qinghuan's delicate brows furrowed coldly. With a sharp shout, she lightly shook the immortal sword.
Then, the immortal sword was seen levitating out of thin air. Light and shadows emerged, gradually transforming into a petite humanoid figure.
A little loli with twin ponytails stood with her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed out. One look was enough to tell that she had an extremely fiery temper!
"Li Qinghuan! How can you blame me? You thrust the blade right at his neck... I thought you were telling me to kill him!" The little loli sword spirit bared her fangs, and with a whoosh, a small silver sword appeared in her hand, looking very much like she was ready to brawl with Li Qinghuan.
Li Qinghuan was so angry she was practically fuming. It was all her own fault for being too soft-hearted. On the day the sword spirit was born, she had relented and chosen not to erase its sentience. As a result, this sword spirit had grown into a little demon who would pick a fight with the heavens, the earth, and the very air itself.
"Young... Young Master Jiang, this sword spirit has been utterly spoiled by me on normal days..." Li Qinghuan covered the little loli's mouth while giving Jiang Che an apologetic smile.
"Spoiled me? You need to touch your conscience when you speak! Ever since the day I was born... I've had to fetch wine for you every day, steal wine, brew wine, and even kill people for you... How are you even human?!"
Well then, what a pair of bickering rivals!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
