Jiang City.
In a studio within the Happy Garden complex.
Under dim lighting, a woman with disheveled hair was meticulously carving a human skin mask using the spiritual energy from her fingertips.
Her movements were skilled and precise, as if she wasn't just carving leather, but creating a work of art.
"Hmm... perfect."
"But why can't anyone appreciate this kind of art?"
The woman muttered to herself, focusing on her work.
Looking around the room.
The walls were covered with various human skin masks, each as thin as a cicada's wing, all incredibly lifelike, as if they possessed their own vitality.
Each face bore a different expression - some smiling, some angry, some sad.
The table was filled with various tools and materials.
The woman's name was Little Qing.
She was a legitimate professional... skin artist!
Skin artists were practitioners of a special profession that had been passed down from ancient times.
But due to the extreme difficulty of the craft, it had gradually become lost to time.
The masks made by skin artists were completely different from ordinary masks.
The masks made by Little Qing... could perfectly blend with skin to the point of being indistinguishable from reality.
The effect was equivalent to completely changing one's face.
Moreover.
Unless removed using her special technique, there was no other way to take them off.
Though Little Qing's room was cluttered, everything was arranged in perfect order, showing her strict requirements for her work environment.
She carefully refined the mask in her hands until every detail was flawless.
Then, she carefully hung the mask on the wall, admiring it with satisfaction.
Although she saw this as an art form.
Clearly, not a single mask on the wall could be sold.
What a pity, was there really no one who understood her?
Maybe... she should register an account on the dark web?
She'd heard there were many assassins there who might need these.
Just as she was thinking this.
Ding dong~
The room's door chimed softly.
Little Qing's eyes widened in surprise.
This was...
"A customer?!"
Little Qing turned around and hurried to open the door.
Then.
She saw a tall man in a black coat with a warm demeanor.
Qin Luo looked at the disheveled Little Qing who opened the door, glanced at her, and smiled gently: "Little Qing, right?"
[Arrived at A+ Talent Position!]
[Master, please proceed as you wish!]
"Yes! Are you here to buy my masks?"
Little Qing nodded excitedly and quickly stepped aside.
However, Qin Luo didn't intend to enter. He beckoned to someone beside him.
"Brother Luo."
Shen Fei handed over an envelope.
Then.
Qin Luo gave the envelope to Little Qing and smiled at her, saying: "I not only want to buy your masks, but I also want to invite you to join... the Imperial Foundation, established by my young lady."
Upon hearing this, Little Qing held the heavy envelope with a resistant expression: "I want to pursue my dreams, I don't want to join this kind of..."
"This envelope contains fifty thousand, and this will be your monthly salary going forward."
"?!"
"Moreover, the Foundation has laboratories where you can conduct your innovative experiments."
"?!!"
"Additionally, the Foundation has many like-minded people who will cooperate with your mask experiments."
"!!!!"
"Furthermore..."
"Wait! Don't say anything else!! I'm joining!!"
[Congratulations, Master has recruited A+ level female protagonist Little Qing from 'The Strongest Assassin in the City']
[Little Qing]
[Rating]: A+ Level
[Talent]: Bone Drawing and Skin Changing (can change skin, appearance, face, body, and bones, completely indistinguishable from reality)
Return on Investment: 1000%
Looking at the prompt panel before him.
Qin Luo smiled slightly.
"Then, as your first task upon joining the Foundation, I need you to change someone's face."
"Alright!"
A moment later.
Back in the car.
Su Muwan looked suspiciously at the disheveled woman before her.
She leaned close to Qin Luo and whispered: "Hey Qin Luo, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? Does she look like someone talented?"
Young Miss, why did you have to say that right in front of her?
Is this the antagonist's talent for attracting hatred?
Hearing this, Qin Luo smiled and said: "Young Miss, she's a professional skin artist who will be very helpful to our Foundation, and we'll need her for our future plans."
"Oh."
This was Little Qing's first time riding in such a luxury car.
Especially...
Little Qing nervously looked at Su Muwan and said stiffly: "Miss... Miss Su... I never thought I'd meet you here.."
Su Muwan heard this and was confused: "You know me?"
"Yes! Of course! Miss Su's deeds are already famous throughout Jiang City!"
Deeds?
"Oh....."
Su Muwan's eye twitched.
Please!
This young lady doesn't want this kind of reputation!
Just as she was thinking this.
She heard Little Qing nervously continue: "Of course, what impressed me most was Miss Su's face."
"In all my years of skin artistry, Miss Su's face is the most perfect and flawless I've ever seen!"
"And now meeting you in person, I appreciate this even more!"
"Miss Su, your face isn't just exquisitely featured and perfectly proportioned, more importantly, it has an indescribable quality!"
"It's a unique charm that combines nobility, elegance, and confidence! This quality is not only unforgettable but also inspires awe!!"
Natural affinity in comparison made Little Qing feel that Su Muwan was......
Well, very intimidating.
As she listened.
Hehe.
Su Muwan's lips couldn't help but curl upward. She turned to look at Qin Luo, her eyes sparkling: "She is talented!"
Qin Luo blinked.
He looked at the very intimidated Little Qing.
Well, as long as the Young Miss is happy.
....
....
At the Su Family main house.
Su Bailian, who had completely reformed, now only wanted to focus on being the Su Family's second young miss.
Ever since realizing she was no match for Su Muwan and giving up their rivalry.
Su Bailian's life had become much better.
She no longer had to think about openly and secretly competing with Su Muwan every day!
"Boqi! Come eat your steak~~"
Su Bailian carried a bowl of high-grade steak as a midnight snack to Boqi's house.
"Woof!!"
Upon seeing Su Bailian, Boqi happily wagged his tail and ran over.
"Second Young Miss."
"Second Young Miss."
"Mm, you may go now."
Boqi's dog house was an independent small room.
Inside were maids specially assigned to play with Boqi, and Boqi's own dog playground.
In short, it was all arranged by Su Bailian.
Su Bailian crouched down, rubbing Boqi's head as he continuously ate the steak.
She smiled smugly.
Oh Boqi, tell me, with how well this young lady treats you, who else would you lick if not me?
But suddenly!
"Woof!"
Boqi, who had been heartily enjoying his meal, suddenly sensed something.
In a flash, he darted out of the dog house.
"Hey! Boqi??!"
Su Bailian was stunned, then screamed and chased after him.
Boqi, where are you going!?
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
