Hiss!
Shock, horror, unbelievable!
Everyone drew in a sharp breath.
Their pupils trembled as they stared in disbelief at their young lady who had just been struck.
The Rakshasa King's own sister... the eldest daughter of the Song family... Song Zihan!!
She was slapped?!
What?
Song Zihan tilted her head to the side, holding her face, her pupils quaking.
The stinging sensation on her cheek kept reminding her of what had just happened.
What...
I... was slapped?
Her pupils constricted.
Her heart was filled with shock and disbelief at what had just transpired before her eyes.
Who was she?
She was the eldest daughter of the Song family.
She was the Rakshasa King's sister.
Since childhood, she had everything this world could offer.
Since childhood, everyone treated her like a precious treasure.
Since childhood, she was told that everything in this world could be hers if she wanted it.
But...
But now...
A mere servant dared to slap her face?!
When Song Zihan realized this fact, an indescribable rage erupted in her heart.
Her eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and her originally beautiful features twisted in anger.
She completely lost control and screamed: "Useless! You're all useless!!"
"What are you all standing there for?!"
"Attack them all!!"
"Tear them to pieces!!"
"Attack!!"
Song Zihan screamed and roared, completely losing her composure.
However...
Despite her prolonged shouting.
Not a single person stepped forward.
She turned her head in disbelief to look at her followers: "Move!"
"Zhang San, Huang Hu, move!"
"Attack for your young lady!"
However, no matter how much Song Zihan shouted.
The group of followers remained motionless.
In fact... their expressions were pale and distorted, as if they were enduring extreme pain.
The next second.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
They all fell to their knees one by one, their expressions contorted in pain, unable to speak.
Finally, one of them managed to speak through gritted teeth: "Young... Young Lady..."
"We can't move..."
Upon hearing this.
Song Zihan's expression was shocked: "You... you all..."
Then.
A voice spoke.
"Heh, don't waste your energy."
Qin Luo slowly walked forward.
His expression was disdainful, and his eyes showed mockery when looking at Song Zihan.
His pressure could affect even those of higher cultivation than him.
Let alone these followers.
Then, he looked at the shocked Song Zihan and raised his hand.
Slap!
"Ah—!"
Under her incredulous gaze.
He delivered another slap.
Then.
His expression darkened as he coldly said: "Song Zihan, who do you think you are?"
"You dare to bark like a mad dog in front of my young lady?"
"Remember this, for offending my young lady, your Song family will never show their face in Jiang City again!"
As his words fell.
Boom!!
Song Zihan's mind was completely stunned.
Her pupils trembled.
I... was slapped again?
This time by a mere servant?!
An intense feeling of humiliation surged through Song Zihan's heart.
She turned her head and screamed in shame: "Ahhhh!!"
Song Zihan knew! She understood!
She was certain all this was instructed by that person!!
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
"Su Muwan!!! You poisonous woman!!"
"You dare..."
Slap!!
"Ah—!"
Before she could finish.
Qin Luo delivered another backhand slap.
He looked at her coldly and cursed: "Shut up, ugly woman."
!!
"What..."
Now.
Both of Song Zihan's cheeks were swollen, and she tilted her head, covering her face with both hands.
Her expression was both incredulous and twisted.
What?
He called me... ugly??!
Song Zihan completely lost it.
You can hit me!
You can curse at me!
You can humiliate me!
But!
You can't call me ugly!
Song Zihan's eyes reddened. As a daughter of the underworld, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?
So she gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot as she lunged at Qin Luo: "Ahhhh! I'll kill you!!"
Slap!
"Ah—!"
Another slap! Directly controlling Song Zihan in place!
"You dare to hit again! You're..."
Slap!
"Don't you..."
Slap!
"You..."
Slap!
"Wuu wuu..."
Slap!
"..."
Slap slap slap slap slap!!!
The series of slaps not only stunned the followers who were pinned to the ground by the pressure.
It even shocked Zhu Lan, Shen Fei, and the others.
Hiss!
Brother Luo... was terrifyingly fierce!!
However.
This wasn't over yet.
Slap slap slap!!
After Qin Luo's final slaps sent Song Zihan crashing to the ground, he turned his head to look at Shen Fei and Zhu Lan: "What are you standing there for?"
He pointed at the group of suppressed followers and said: "There's still a bunch of gangsters here, hurry up and deal with them!"
"Oh oh!"
Shen Fei and the others snapped back to reality and charged forward.
Bang bang bang!!
"Ah!"
"Ugh!"
Instantly, cries of pain filled the air.
Su Muwan stood to the side, looking at the chaotic scene with great satisfaction.
Hmph!
Dare to try to steal my Qin Luo!
This is what you get!
Five minutes later.
The cries of pain subsided.
Song Zihan lay on the ground, her eyes red and continuously sobbing: "You... you're all finished..."
"You've all gone mad..."
"You dare to hit me..."
"Do you know who my brother is..."
"He's the Rakshasa King of the Rakshasa Palace..."
"He will definitely kill you all..."
Just as she finished speaking.
Su Muwan stepped forward.
With an icy gaze, her right hand moved.
Whoosh!
Ice crystals appeared and formed into an icy claw, which grabbed Song Zihan's head.
Then lifting her up, under her frightened expression.
Su Muwan said coldly: "What's so special about your Rakshasa Palace!"
"Go back and tell that useless brother of yours! This young lady officially declares war on the Rakshasa Palace!"
"Want to unite the underworld? Fine, but you'll have to get through me first!"
With that.
Thud!
Song Zihan fell to the ground trembling, her mind blank.
Su Muwan, you poisonous woman.
You're really this arrogant.
Fine, just wait, when I get back, I'll definitely have my brother kill you!
And Qin Luo!
Song Zihan's eyes were filled with venom, if I can't have you, then I'll destroy you!
Su Muwan felt refreshed, hmph! That's what you get for trying to steal my Qin Luo!
But now... she had thoroughly provoked the Rakshasa King.
Just as she was thinking.
Noisy sounds came from the front.
"Young comrade, did you call the law enforcement team?"
"Yes, officers, please come quickly and see, these people trespassed into our home, claiming to be from the Rakshasa Palace."
"They scared my young lady badly."
"Rakshasa Palace?!"
Su Muwan looked over.
Song Zihan also looked over.
Instantly.
Both were dumbfounded.
No way!! (ΩДΩ)!!
They saw.
Qin Luo leading a group of white-clothed law enforcement officers.
Actually... walking over so casually.
??
"Young lady, it's handled."
Qin Luo strolled over to Su Muwan's side, smiling: "I just called the law enforcement team, they're arresting Rakshasa Palace members throughout the city."
"??"
Su Muwan blinked upon hearing this.
She slowly made a question mark.
Wait.
What?
Can things be handled this way?
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."
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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?”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
