As the words fell.
For some unknown reason.
Su Muwan felt her cheeks burning under Qin Luo's gaze.
She quickly withdrew her hand and shouted, "Who... who's treating you like a pet!! I just see you as a puppy, that's all!"
?? Is there even a difference?
Qin Luo smiled helplessly: "I understand, young miss. Rich people often have such peculiar interests."
"I, I do not!!"
"But... the young miss did say one thing right."
Qin Luo slowly stood up.
Su Muwan, who had been defending herself, paused: "What thing?"
"That would be..."
As Qin Luo spoke, he extended two fingers and gently placed them at the corner of Su Muwan's mouth, then tenderly pushed upward, making her lips curve into a slight smile.
Then, he smiled and said: "The young miss just needs to be herself, and I will be responsible for... making the young miss happy every day."
As the words fell.
!!
Thump! Thump!!
Mmph—!!
Su Muwan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, her cheeks quickly turned crimson, and she froze completely.
She looked at the gentle Qin Luo who was so close.
Her body began to tremble slightly.
Ahhh.... ⁄(⁄⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄⁄)⁄, I'm going to die...
Su Muwan fought back her embarrassment, reached out and grabbed Qin Luo's wrist.
Her eyes met his with defiance.
Her lips curved upward as she said with a trembling voice: "You... you little Qin Luo... you're really quite arrogant."
"Remember what you said, this young miss won't let you go back on your word."
Hearing this, Qin Luo smiled and said: "Yes, this is a promise between the young miss and me."
Just then.
"Ahh—!!!!"
A scream came from the corridor outside.
The two people, who had been in a strange atmosphere, were startled.
They looked at each other.
Then.
Swoosh!
They both quickly turned their heads and stood up.
"Young miss, I'll go check it out."
"Oh... um, I'll come too."
Qin Luo and Su Muwan avoided looking at each other.
The atmosphere between them had become somewhat awkward.
Qin Luo took a breath, his heart pounding.
Sigh... he had inadvertently done many unnecessary things.
But it seemed his relationship with Su Muwan had progressed further.
However... to be honest.
Aren't we being too intimate?
Qin Luo admitted to himself that he had fallen for Su Muwan, but officially she was still his young miss.
Acting like this, wasn't it like a servant overstepping his bounds??
Most importantly, Qin Luo felt that if this continued, he might end up blurting out a confession.
Meanwhile, Su Muwan was adjusting her sleeves.
Her eyes shy.
This won't do, if this continues, this young miss won't be able to control herself.
This atmosphere is exactly like what's described in books.
If this goes on, one of them would surely confess!
And Su Muwan was one hundred percent certain she would be the one confessing.
Sigh!
Anyway!!
Su Muwan calmed herself.
She clenched her fists for encouragement.
As someone who had been reborn, as a high-level player who had read countless books!
Although her practical experience was zero! She was at least a theoretical master!
Which means she had her own pride!!
Therefore!!
The dominant position in love!! Must be hers!!
So!!
She would make Qin Luo take the initiative to say he likes her!!
And then.....
Hehe, she would respond with a gracious expression saying that for a mere Qin Luo to dare think such thoughts, this young miss would reluctantly agree.
Then Qin Luo would surely cry with gratitude and thank the young miss.
Hehehe~~~ then Qin Luo would be at her mercy!!
Hehe, *sniff*, no good, she'd start laughing if she thought about it more.
Anyway!
Su Muwan walked to Qin Luo's side and cleared her throat: "Let's go see."
"Yes, young miss."
....
...
As soon as they went outside.
A crowd had already gathered in the corridor.
Confused voices came from the crowd, some exclaiming in shock, some whispering discussions, and some sounding very panicked.
It seemed someone had fainted.
Zhu Lan and others were there too.
"Young miss, something terrible has happened."
"The Divine Doctor... is dead!"
She approached with a grave expression.
Opening with such shocking news.
??? The Divine Doctor is dead?
Su Muwan and Qin Luo exchanged glances and quickly pushed through the crowd.
Then, they saw an old man lying rigid on the ground.
His face was pale, eyes tightly closed, clearly between life and death.
This person was... the Divine Doctor!
Beside the Divine Doctor, Wang Yong and Feng Yueke were crying with reddened eyes.
"Master! Master, what's wrong with you, Master!"
"Master, don't scare us like this, Master!"
Wang Yong sobbed and cried out: "Master! Open your eyes and look at me!"
Feng Yueke also bit her lips, her eyes panicked and devastated.
Could Master have died because of the Power-Nullifying Water...
No.. impossible..
Qin Luo said the Power-Nullifying Water would only make someone powerless, he never said anything about death!
Meanwhile, Qin Luo.
He blinked, seeing that the Divine Doctor wasn't actually dead.
However... if this continued, he might really die.
So he stepped forward and announced loudly: "Everyone make way, don't crowd here!"
As Qin Luo's voice fell.
Everyone was startled.
Su Muwan also instructed Zhu Lan: "Have people step back."
"Yes, young miss."
Soon after.
Yellow tape was put up.
The Divine Doctor lay on the ground, like a crime scene.
Qin Luo crouched down and placed his hand on the Divine Doctor's pulse.
Feng Yueke watched with reddened eyes: "Qin... Qin Luo... is my master alright?"
Wang Yong bit his lips as tears fell: "Wuwuwu Qin Luo... I can't detect Master's pulse anymore... is he..."
At this point, Wang Yong felt like he would faint. After studying medicine for so many years, yet he... couldn't even save his own master?
Tears blurred his vision.
Wang Yong... you're such a useless waste.
You can't do anything....
A moment later.
Qin Luo had figured it out.
He withdrew his hand, understanding dawning in his mind.
Under normal circumstances, the Power-Nullifying Water could only nullify one's powers, but wouldn't endanger life.
But!
As luck would have it!
The Divine Doctor had lived so long largely because of his martial powers!
Now that his power had dissipated and he had become powerless, it had indirectly brought him to the brink of death.
In other words, he was dead, but not completely.
Although his power had dissipated, but!!
Qin Luo had already detected the main reason why the Divine Doctor had collapsed in this false death state.
It was due to external impact!
Of course, he wouldn't admit it was because of his fight with that Western judge during the competition.
So.
Qin Luo's expression turned serious as he looked up at Feng Yueke and everyone around.
He slowly said: "The Divine Doctor isn't dead, I can save him."
"But earlier, did the Divine Doctor suffer any powerful impact?"
As the words fell.
Feng Yueke came to her senses and quickly nodded: "Yes! That witch Jiang Xueqi pushed my master off his wheelchair!!"
As she said this, Feng Yueke glared angrily at someone in the crowd.

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.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

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?"