Time passed.
Su Muwan, having eaten and drunk her fill, started playing with her phone.
As for Qin Luo, he was watching the crowd coming and going in the hotel restaurant with great interest.
[Passerby A]
[Luck: 10]
[Return on Investment: 1%]
[Passerby B]
[Luck: 20]
[...]
Tsk tsk, these were all just extras among extras.
Apparently, they were just here to make up the numbers.
Qin Luo recalled the plot of the Divine Doctor's Descent competition that the system had shown him.
According to the original storyline, Wang Yong was supposed to compete.
He was meant to face off against competitors like Jiang Zixuan and emerge victorious to claim the title of King of Warriors.
And Jiang Xueqi would fall in love with Wang Yong due to his previous heroic rescues and outstanding performance in this competition.
After going through a series of touching life-and-death experiences, they would become the infamous Poison King couple that struck fear throughout the industry.
That's how it should have been...
But....
Qin Luo glanced at a nearby table.
"Waah! Jiang Xueqi, why do you have to humiliate me like this?"
"Hmph, you sissy, I told you not to touch the food I want to eat!"
"But... but I want to eat it too..."
"Shut up!"
Jiang Xueqi looked at Wang Yong, who was becoming increasingly feminine, with disgust.
His tearful eyes, bitten lips, and victimized appearance made her sick!
Feng Yueke stood up to protect her senior brother, yelling at Jiang Xueqi: "Jiang Xueqi, you witch! My senior brother became like this because of you!"
How dare she call me a witch?!
Jiang Xueqi clenched her fists in anger and shouted back at Feng Yueke: "Nonsense! It's clearly because he's incompetent!"
"And you! You're eating my food, using my things! You even came to this competition venue on my private jet!"
"If you're so capable, why don't you just leave?!"
Feng Yueke was also furious and retorted: "Nonsense! Isn't it because you invited my master to be a judge?"
"My master was already in poor health! He only came because of your father's reputation!"
"You! Then swim back home!"
"You! Jiang Xueqi, you ungrateful wretch!"
"What?!"
Jiang Xueqi's face twitched with anger.
Her heart was filled with grievance.
When had she ever needed to endure such humiliation?
Yes... this was all because of you, Su Muwan!!
If you hadn't repeatedly provoked me, beaten me, and humiliated me,
I wouldn't have become like this!
Yes... this is all because of you.
Su Muwan!!!
You poisonous woman!!!
As these thoughts ran through her mind, she shot a venomous glare at Su Muwan's table.
Especially when she saw Jiang Zixuan, her heart felt even more wronged.
Jiang Zixuan, you actually came to represent the Su family in this competition.
Originally, our Jiang family had three participants, but now... only Jiang Tianlin and Shui Yue remain.
Jiang Zixuan, you're truly a traitor to the Jiang family!
But!
Su Muwan! Don't get too cocky! During the competition, I'll have my new follower teach you a lesson!
Thinking this, she ignored Feng Yueke and said to Shui Yue beside her: "Shui Yue, you must teach Jiang Zixuan a lesson during the competition!"
"And besides them, Long Jiuxiao from the Long family is also a formidable opponent."
"Are you confident?"
Hearing this,
Shui Yue looked toward Su Muwan's table.
She was confused internally.
Strange... where's Wu Cheng...?
But outwardly, she simply said calmly: "The King of Warriors title is already in my hands."
Hearing this, Jiang Xueqi finally felt relieved and said with satisfaction: "Very good!"
This was the kind of follower she, Jiang Xueqi, wanted!
Qin Luo, I gave you a chance before to come to my side, and if you had performed well!
I might have even called you Brother Qin Luo!
But now! It's too late! You didn't seize the opportunity!
So!
Don't blame me for being ruthless!
Wang Yong sobbed and mumbled tearfully: "I'm sorry, junior sister, it's all my fault for being useless, causing Master and you to suffer such humiliation here."
The Divine Doctor was resting in the hotel room due to poor health.
Feng Yueke felt very sad hearing this, but!
She seemed to think of something and looked in Qin Luo's direction.
Suddenly she felt confident.
That's right! I still have strategist Qin Luo on my side! I'll go ask him what our next move should be!
At another table nearby.
A couple sat together like celestial beings, drawing everyone's attention.
People flattered them saying: "Miss Shangguan and Dragon Commander are truly a match made in heaven!"
"Indeed! The King of Warriors title in this competition surely belongs to the Dragon Commander!"
Shangguan Xiao listened with great satisfaction, holding Long Jiuxiao's arm as she smiled: "Thank you all for your blessings. My Jiuxiao brother will definitely win the King of Warriors title in this competition!"
"After all...."
She said proudly: "My Jiuxiao brother is the Dragon Commander who can make the other eleven commanders bow their heads!"
Long Jiuxiao's eyes flashed with pride upon hearing this, and he smiled: "Xiao Xiao, don't say that, there are other people here."
"Especially...."
He said, his eyes subtly glancing at Jiang Zixuan at Su Muwan's table, his tone contemptuous: "Especially a certain... Tiger Marshal who betrayed the Jiang family to join others."
Long Jiuxiao's voice wasn't particularly loud, but it wasn't quiet either.
It was just loud enough for Jiang Zixuan to hear from not too far away.
And when these words were spoken,
Jiang Zixuan clenched his fists.
His eyes showed a hint of complexity.
Nobody understands me, nobody knows me, nobody comprehends how much I suffered before.
But... it doesn't matter anymore.
He took a deep breath.
I'm Luo's person now.
Qin Luo naturally heard Long Jiuxiao's mocking words.
He shook his head: "There are too many ill-mannered people these days."
Qin Luo looked at Jiang Zixuan and said seriously: "Talking nonsense here is useless, Jiang Zixuan, you need to show them in the competition!"
These words immediately restored Jiang Zixuan's confidence, and he clenched his fist emotionally, nodding: "Yes! Brother Luo, I will! I'll definitely show all these people who look down on me!"
Su Muwan also saw Qin Luo in a new light, her lips curving into a smile as she said with surprise: "My, Qin Luo, I didn't expect you to say such things, you've really grown!"
Qin Luo heard this and chuckled: "Young Miss, everyone grows. This competition is quite large in scale, fighting here would only lead to negative press from various media outlets."
"Only by defeating them in the competition can we truly shut them up!"
Su Muwan was very satisfied with this response. Good, it seemed Qin Luo had really changed, at least he wouldn't suddenly...
Just as she was thinking this.
"Hmph, but this Jiang Zixuan really has no eye for quality."
"Actually joining the side of a young miss from some tiny Su family, who's rumored to be arrogant and evil."
"It's already her great fortune to even get a viewing ticket for this competition!"
"How disgusting, to think that I, a young lady, have to sit in the same VIP section as someone from such a insignificant family~"
As these words fell,
Su Muwan's smile froze on her face.
?? Excuse me, have we met in this lifetime?
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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.”
