That evening.
Major media outlets were first forced to apologize for their previous false news.
Then without any hesitation, they posted new headlines in large, eye-catching fonts.
[Shocking! Miss Su proves to be peerless! Subdues members of two great families!]
[Horrifying! Shangguan Xiao crawls on the ground with a twisted face - who was behind this?]
[Unbelievable! Miss Su declares all Wang City families are mere pushovers! Not worth fighting!]
[Arrogant! Su Muwan claims everyone in Wang City must kneel and call her queen!]
Clicking the headlines revealed multiple photos of Shangguan Xiao and Long Jiuxiao with dumbfounded and bewildered expressions.
Plus one image showing Su Muwan's arrogant expression.
The comments below were overwhelmingly negative.
"How arrogant! What does it matter if Su Muwan reached Peak Realm? With such character, she won't go far!"
"This is infuriating! I wasn't even there but I can tell Su Muwan's arrogance knows no bounds!"
"Hey, didn't anyone notice her follower is quite handsome?"
"Yeah, right? Wonder if he's being forced by Su Muwan?"
"Despicable witch, let's all call Su Muwan a witch!"
"Witch +1"
"Witch +2"
23:00
In a luxury suite.
"Hey! This is ridiculous! These media outlets are way too dramatic!!"
"When did I ever say such things?!"
Su Muwan lay on a bean bag chair.
Her jade-white legs naturally rested on someone's lap.
She scrolled through V-blog's trending topics, finding that her keywords dominated the top ten.
Although... these headlines were completely inaccurate!
And most importantly!
Su Muwan glared at Qin Luo, who was massaging her legs, and whined: "Qin Luo, tell me, have I ever forced you to do anything?"
Qin Luo, who had been admiring what was in his hands, snapped back to attention and chuckled: "No, this is entirely voluntary."
Hmm...
Su Muwan wondered if it was due to her cultivation technique.
The cold energy in her body seemed to have intensified.
She'd need to give her a few acupuncture treatments later to dispel the cold.
However...
Also because of the cultivation technique.
Qin Luo stared at her crystal-like feet and swallowed slightly.
The feeling... was so nice.
Wanted to taste.
"Hmph!"
"At least this little Qin Luo knows his place!"
Seeing Qin Luo's loyal demeanor, Su Muwan's lips couldn't help but curve upward.
That's right!
She never forced anyone to do anything.
With that, she went back to arguing with netizens.
As Qin Luo continued massaging her legs, suddenly.
Knock knock~!
A knocking sound came from outside.
Then, a timid voice: "Um... is anyone there..."
Su Muwan: ??
Qin Luo: ??
They exchanged glances, then she gestured at Qin Luo with her lips: "Go check, I think it sounds like that little fool."
For some reason, Su Muwan felt the voice sounded like Feng Yueke.
"Yes, Young Miss."
Qin Luo stood up and walked to the door.
Then.
Click~
The door opened.
It was indeed Feng Yueke.
Her hands were nervously wringing together, her face very tense.
When she saw Qin Luo, her eyes first showed a trace of joy, but she quickly lowered her head.
Because Su Muwan was watching her like a hawk from behind.
She spoke quickly and fearfully: "Qin... Qin Luo... I've given all the Disabling Water to Master..."
"Master is now lying in bed with a pale face."
"So... what should I do next?"
"Seeing Master in such pain, and Senior Brother acting stranger and stranger, I'm really suffering inside, and feeling lost."
"Qin Luo, am I doing the right thing?"
"Also..."
"Jiang Xueqi treats my Senior Brother terribly, I really hate her."
"Qin Luo... could you help me teach her a lesson?"
At this point.
Feng Yueke looked up at Qin Luo with tears in her eyes, hoping he could guide her confused heart.
Su Muwan pursed her lips from behind, thinking: seriously.
Feng, you fool, you're really foolish, letting Qin Luo manipulate you like this.
And seriously, are you crazy, actually asking Qin Luo to teach Jiang Xueqi a lesson?
Is something wrong with your brain?? So I'm supposed to take all the blame, is that it?!
On Qin Luo's side.
Since obtaining the Disabling Water, he had already planned the next step.
Hearing her words, he first affirmed everything Feng Yueke had done: "Miss Feng, relax, everything you've done so far is definitely correct."
Hearing this.
Feng Yueke felt much better.
Then, Qin Luo pointed out the problem in Feng Yueke's current actions: "But, Miss Feng, you've made one mistake."
"One mistake?"
Feng Yueke was confused.
Qin Luo smiled and patiently explained: "Yes, Miss Feng, have you considered that if your Master really becomes disabled, won't he start to notice something wrong with his daily food and drink?"
"And eventually, his suspicions... wouldn't they fall on you, his disciple who takes care of them?"
"Then... how do you think they'll view you?"
At these words.
Thump!
Feng Yueke's face turned pale, her mood suddenly plunging into an endless abyss. Her body trembled, her tone becoming anxious and uncertain: "Qin... Qin Luo..."
"What you say makes sense. Even if I explain that this was for their own good..."
"But... what if Master and others still hate me for not accepting my explanation?"
As Feng Yueke said this, plop plop!
Tears fell from her eyes, she looked at Qin Luo fearfully, choking out: "Qin Luo, I don't want Master and Senior Brother to hate me."
Qin Luo nodded.
His lips curled slightly.
He offered a solution: "Don't worry, Miss Feng, I have a good suggestion for you to consider."
"What suggestion?"
"You... really hate Jiang Xueqi, right?"
"Yes! I hate her so much!"
"Hasn't Jiang Xueqi been treating you all very badly lately?"
"Yes! She bullied my Senior Brother again today."
"Very good."
A trace of pleasure appeared in Qin Luo's eyes as he slowly suggested: "Then... why not blame everything on her?"
"Say she administered the poison, she did everything."
"All of it was because Jiang Xueqi was angry at Wang Yong's previous failures, so she wanted to poison them!"
"This way, you can help your Senior Brother stay away from Jiang Xueqi, and... severely punish that witch."
"Then... everyone will believe Jiang Xueqi poisoned your Master and Senior Brother."
"And you will be the righteous little sister standing on your Master and Senior Brother's side."
"Miss Feng, don't you think I'm right?"
Qin Luo's voice lingered in Feng Yueke's ears like a demon's whisper.
And the more Feng Yueke listened, the more startled she became, the more shocked, the more horrified.
And the more... it made perfect sense!
Her expression was no longer confused, but instead she nodded vigorously.
"Good!"
Su Muwan: ?
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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?"
