At the entrance, the ticket checker wore sunglasses and a hat.
She greeted, "Come on, come on, get on board and take your seats, you two."
"... ..."
Su Muwan tilted her head and looked at the person.
Qin Luo approached, curiously looking over as well: "What's wrong? Do you know her?"
"Mmm... I just feel like I’ve seen her somewhere before."
"But never mind."
Su Muwan shook her head; what was most important now was getting on the Ferris wheel!
So she grabbed Qin Luo and quickly took a seat.
Although the park was already closed, the Ferris wheel was still spinning, which was quite a novelty.
Below.
The worker removed her sunglasses, revealing Alicia's face.
She pulled out a radio and said, "Target is on board, commence operation, OVER."
"Copy that, OVER."
Hehe!
Alicia gazed at the Ferris wheel as it started, pointing her finger at its highest point.
Her lips curled into a smile: "The performance begins~!"
Clang, clang, clang~
The Ferris wheel began to rotate and climb.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan were in a small gondola, the surrounding scenery gradually rising, the lights becoming increasingly vibrant.
Inside the gondola, Su Muwan looked out the window, and through the glass, she could see Qin Luo's gentle gaze, always fixed on her.
Thump... thump...
Su Muwan's heartbeat quickened, and a blush faintly spread across her cheeks.
It seemed she was nervous and excited for what was about to happen next.
No one spoke inside the gondola.
Qin Luo simply kept his gentle gaze on Su Muwan.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Qin Luo suddenly spoke, his voice more resolute than ever: "Su Muwan."
"Hmm?"
Surprised, Su Muwan turned to look at Qin Luo.
He looked serious, gazing at her as he said, "I have something to tell you later, no matter what your answer is."
"I... won’t regret it."
His tone was earnest, his expression serious.
Su Muwan had never seen Qin Luo like this before.
What... is he going to say?
Su Muwan froze, her hands subconsciously clenching. She wanted to speak, but after hesitating, she lightly pursed her lips and her eyes flickered.
In a soft voice, she said, "Qin Luo."
"You know..."
Su Muwan took a deep breath and turned her head to look out the window.
A glimmer of loneliness and memories flickered in her eyes: "Back then, I didn’t practice martial arts."
"It was because of an incident that I realized only by being strong myself could I be truly strong."
"From that moment on, I gave up a lot, lost a lot, and understood a lot."
"I even have dreams, dreams where my family is ruined, where Zhu Lan dies, Su Bailian dies, Yan Qiuyue dies, everyone dies, anyone around me dies..."
Su Muwan’s voice trembled as she clenched her fists: "Do you think, is it possible that I’m just a jinx, anyone who stays by my side gets into trouble."
"But..."
"Qin Luo... do you know?"
"It’s only since you appeared that none of the things in my dreams have come true in reality."
"Sometimes I wonder..."
She looked intently at Qin Luo: "If not for you, would the things in my dreams have become reality?"
Qin Luo quietly listened to Su Muwan’s story, his heart softly sighing.
According to the original plot, all that Su Muwan mentioned would indeed happen.
However...
Qin Luo extended his hand, gently patting Su Muwan’s head, and said seriously, "If you really believe that."
"Then... I’ll always be by your side."
Thump!
At these words, Su Muwan’s eyes sparkled. Just as she was about to speak, "Actually, Qin..."
Before she could finish.
Whir——!
Boom——!
Outside the Ferris wheel.
A loud roar reverberated through the sky.
"What, what?"
"What’s going on?"
Su Bailian and the others, who were just about to start their operation, were suddenly confused and looked up at the sky.
Su Muwan, too, was caught off guard; what was happening? The atmosphere was just right; how did it get disrupted?
Who dares interrupt?!
She quickly leaned out of the gondola to look outside.
And saw...
"...Flying swords??"
Su Muwan was shocked.
In the night sky, there were rows of swordsmen standing on flying swords!!
They hovered high above, their expressions a mixture of helplessness and disbelief.
It seemed they had seen something astonishing and had been forcibly summoned here.
The entire city of Jiang City was stunned by this spectacle.
After all, while martial artists were common, swordsmen were extremely rare! And so many swordsmen? That was just too, too, too rare!
"Shit!! What’s going on!!"
"Why are the people from the Ancient Sword Manor here?"
"I have no idea, what’s this about?"
The officers from the Jiang City Enforcement Bureau also rushed out.
They looked up at the sky full of swordsmen, completely baffled.
"Chief, what are they doing?"
"Declaring war?"
"Huh?"
"Is it possible that Su Muwan has gone out and caused trouble again??"
Everyone was clueless.
Only Qin Luo’s lips curled slightly as he looked at Su Muwan and smiled, "Remember what I told you, that I still had something to show you?"
Su Muwan was stunned and nodded, "Could the thing you were talking about be these swordsmen?"
"Of course not."
"What then..."
"Just watch."
"Oh."
Su Muwan sneakily glanced at Qin Luo; she felt so embarrassed. She had wanted to seize the opportunity to confess her feelings, but she kept being led by Qin Luo’s rhythm.
Meanwhile.
The swordsmen from the Ancient Sword Manor flew high in the sky.
At the forefront was none other than the first disciple of Li Xuanfeng, Sword Master Jian Feichen!
Jian Feichen stood on a flying sword.
In his hand, he conjured another long sword and shouted, "All disciples listen up!!"
"Activate the formation!!!”
“Yes!!!"
With that, all the disciples from the Ancient Sword Manor quickly moved, their sword lights intersecting like star rivers, the momentum overwhelming, piercing through the clouds.
The heavens and earth instantly changed, various phenomena appearing one after another.
Sword lights flashed like lightning, sword energy surged like a rainbow; the entire sky seemed filled with countless dragons circling, the aura majestic.
This spectacle drew many hidden martial artists in Jiang City to come out.
They exclaimed in shock: "The Ancient Sword Formation!! It's the Ancient Sword Formation!! It gathers the energy of heaven and earth to form the Heaven-Earth Ancient Sword!! It's said that even Peak Realm (latter stage) masters can be pierced through with just one strike!!!"
“Who are they trying to kill?!”
A crowd came out to watch the excitement.
"Seriously? Real or fake?"
"And why are you so excited?"
"Hey! Another chance to see the Miss Su beat someone up! How can I not be excited?"
"How do you know they’re here for Su Muwan?"
"Heh, heh, guess you’re new, huh?"
Among the crowd, an old man with a swollen face held a faintly glowing Sky Dream Tree seed, his face full of helplessness and resentment.
He muttered curses under his breath about Qin Luo, who had bullied him: "That brat, really doesn’t treat me as a human!!"
He had barged into his place and just slapped him twice!
Turns out he was rushing him to grow this Sky Dream Tree!
Ugh! I’m really speechless! Couldn’t you just talk to me nicely!
And he acted like he was in a hurry!
Despite his discontent, the old man, covering his face, still had to follow the instructions.
He took a deep breath, stepped into the Ancient Sword Formation, his expression solemn as he shouted, "Infinite Universe! Guide the Heavens and Gather Qi!"
Boom!!
In an instant.
A miraculous scene unfolded.
The entirety of the energy gathered by the Ancient Sword Formation swiftly flowed into the seed in the old man’s hand.
Jian Feichen also roared, "Give full cooperation and deliver the energy!!!"
"Yes!"
The swordsmen responded in unison, sending their energy like a tidal wave into the seed in the old man’s hands.
Realizing the timing was right, the old man quickly tossed the seed into the distance.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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?”
