As the black mist appeared, the scene descended into chaos.
Ye Lin's expression twisted in disbelief as he glanced at the black threads binding his limbs and neck.
What kind of technique is this?
His Ye family controls countless resources, yet they've never seen such an ability before.
But it doesn't hurt or itch; it just immobilizes him. What else can it do?
Moreover, this is his Ye family's territory!
How dare Su Muwan?!
Ye Lin thought, grinding his teeth as he shouted toward Su Muwan behind Qin Luo, "Su Muwan!!!"
"Do you know who I am?!"
"This is the Ye family's territory! You've provoked me! That's the same as provoking the entire Ye family!"
Huh?
Guys, seriously?
Didn't you see the video of me obliterating Deng Feng with a single palm online?
Why do you keep coming to pick a fight?
Do I look that easy to mess with?
Su Muwan rolled her eyes so hard they nearly hit the ceiling.
She realized that her previous life's temper wasn't without reason.
After all, these people were just too brainless, constantly coming at her with mockery.
However, this life, she had calmed down.
Instead, she glanced at Qin Luo, finding his reaction particularly interesting.
Oh.
Rare sight, Qin Luo.
You've changed your attack style.
The next moment.
Su Muwan saw Qin Luo raise his hand slightly, his tone cold, "Noisy."
As the words fell.
Gurgle!
A black claw materialized out of thin air in front of Ye Lin.
Then.
Smack!!
"Ugh—!"
The claw swung fiercely toward Ye Lin's face.
Simultaneously, Qin Luo taunted again, "What are you, even? The Ye family?"
"A mere underling of the Dragon King Palace."
"Provoke my young lady, and there will be no place for you in Wang City!"
Qin Luo finally recalled what the Ye family was about.
This took him back to when Xiao Tian first awakened in Jiang City, and various families came to welcome the Dragon King's return.
Among them was someone from the Ye family.
???
Wait, what??
Su Muwan turned sharply to look at Qin Luo.
Her eyes sparkled.
"Qin Luo?"
"What's this?"
"How can you slap people from midair?"
Though the move was a bit eerie, it saved her from having to touch people's faces with her own hands!
Qin Luo shrugged at her question, "An old man taught me once; I just fully comprehended it now and decided to put it to use."
How many old men do you have, exactly?
One teaches you medicine, another divination, a third hacking, and now this one gives you secret techniques?
But Su Muwan understood.
After all, Qin Luo is a T0.
Ning Muqing was also startled. Ignoring the strange technique of slapping people, she hesitated slightly and looked at Qin Luo, "Qin... Qin Luo..."
"This man is the second young master of the Ye family."
Qin Luo glanced at Ning Muqing curiously, "And?"
As he spoke.
Smack!
"Ugh—!"
With a flick of his finger, the black claw slapped Ye Lin's other cheek.
Ye Lin winced in pain, his eyes wide with shock.
As the second young master of the Ye family, he had always stood at the pinnacle since childhood!
When had he ever suffered such humiliation?!
"Su Muwan!! Do you know what you're doing...?"
Smack!!
Another slap!
Ning Muqing watched, her words stuck in her throat.
There were some things she couldn't bring herself to say.
The various families in Wang City were evenly matched; if they clashed, it could trigger a chain reaction.
So, they usually tried to step back when possible.
Thinking this, she glanced at the beaten Ye Lin, then at Qin Luo, "Qin..."
"Su Muwan!! You actually let your underling hit..."
Smack!!
"I! I am Ye Lin..."
Smack!
"Stop... stop hitting..."
Smack!
The black claw acted like Qin Luo's avatar, slapping Ye Lin's face over and over.
Su Muwan walked over to the anxious Ning Muqing, patting her shoulder, "Little Ning..."
Ning Muqing, thinking Su Muwan was here to stop Qin Luo, brightened up immediately, "Su... Su Muwan... you..."
Before she could finish.
Su Muwan playfully rubbed her stomach, "I'm a bit hungry. Do you have any late-night snack stalls around? Let's go grab something."
Ning Muqing froze.
A snack stall?
She glanced at Ye Lin, still being slapped, "But... but him..."
Before she could finish.
Qin Luo also turned and smiled, "Right, Ning Muqing, my young lady consumes a lot of energy due to her unparalleled martial talent."
"Since you're local, take us to some hidden gem spots, will you?"
Hidden... gem spots...
Normally, that would be fine.
But...
Ning Muqing glanced again at Ye Lin, who was being slapped until his eyes rolled back.
Raised with rules, her mind was in turmoil.
Su Muwan and Qin Luo...
Didn't they see someone being repeatedly slapped?
Why... why...
Ning Muqing stared blankly at the two casually chatting.
"Qin Luo, are you implying I eat a lot?"
"Young lady, it's called high energy consumption; after all, your martial talent is extraordinary."
"Hmph! You know how to talk. By the way, is this guy done yet? I'm starving!"
"Hmm? I thought the force wasn't enough when you didn't say anything."
"Hey, Qin Luo, you should know I don't want trouble in Wang City."
"I get it."
"Do you really get it?"
Ning Muqing's head was spinning.
Su Muwan and Qin Luo...
Did they not care about what would happen next?
The Ye family would surely come to seek justice.
And why could these two be so calm, slapping someone while discussing where to eat next?
Why did they seem so experienced...
A moment later.
Ye Lin's eyes rolled back, blood spraying from his mouth.
Thud!
He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Swish!
The claw dissipated.
The threads disappeared.
The Ye family subordinates huddled together, trembling.
Their teeth chattered, faces pale, "This... this is too much..."
"How dare Su Muwan, a Jiang City native, come to Wang City to bully us?"
"Perhaps... Wang City is about to change..."
"No, stop talking nonsense; hurry up and call an ambulance for the young master!"
"Oh, right, right!"
Outside.
Su Muwan stretched contentedly.
First, let me state this clearly.
I really didn't want to cause trouble in Wang City; I didn't even want to come here in the first place.
But...
Since it's done, what else can I do?
Su Muwan knew that for these people, hitting one was the same as hitting them all.
So be it...
"Qin Luo!"
Qin Luo, who had just finished something, walked out, holding a doll, "What is it, young lady?"
Su Muwan took a deep breath, then looked at Qin Luo, serious, "I've decided. I won't hold back anymore! Whoever provokes me... I will..."
Qin Luo was surprised, "You'll suppress their entire family?"
"No! I'll have you beat them all up!"
After all, Qin Luo, you're a T0, so you can ignore these loophole rules!
Maybe this way, we can avoid the tragedy of my previous life!
"....."
Of course!
Su Muwan pouted, hoping there wouldn't be so many foolish people coming her way.
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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.”
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?
