Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Thousands of panoramic cameras followed every contestant. Audiences from all over held snacks and drinks, their eyes excitedly glued to the screens.
"Mom! I wanna watch Oxygen!"
"What are you watching? You already ate Sheep Sheep with your lamb tonight!"
"Waaaah!! That's not true! Sheep Sheep isn't that slutty!"
"Then it must be Pretty Sheep."
"Waaaaah!"
On this night.
Hot contestants from various districts appeared one after another, the live feed rapidly switching between them. Names and past achievements of each contestant scrolled on the screen continuously.
Propelled by somewhat amateurish commentators, the tournament's ratings skyrocketed!
Nation of the East, Horizon City.
Several aerial cameras focused on Central Square, surrounded by towering buildings that naturally became the battlefield.
Among them, two men stood in the square's center.
One wore a deep blue martial arts uniform, focused, eyes sharp as a falcon's.
He readied his stance and looked toward the man across from him.
He said in a deep voice, "I've heard rumors that Thunder Sect's Rolling Thunder Palm is terrifying. Today, I, Ling Feng, have come to challenge it!"
The man across from him laughed loudly in response, "Dragon Shadow Sect's speed is famous throughout the land. Just the opportunity I needed to test if it's as miraculous as the rumors say!!"
The words fell.
Swish!
The battle began!
Boom boom boom!
The two's duel was like a clash of gale winds and lightning strikes, breathtakingly magnificent.
The livestream audience watched, dazzled and awed.
"I've heard Dragon Shadow Sect and Thunder Sect both pride themselves on speed and are constantly at odds. This tournament..."
"Besides determining the victor, it might decide who dies..."
"Isn’t the rule that you can't kill anyone?"
"What difference does it make if someone cripples your limbs and destroys your dantian??"
"Isn't that something a divine doctor could still cure?"
"?? Are you a troll or what!"
Meanwhile.
In Jiang City's downtown.
Caesar walked along the sidewalk, neon lights flashing with vibrant colors around him.
The crowd around him gradually thickened, all with malevolent intentions.
"Hmph!"
Caesar's gaze was arrogant, scanning the opponents who glared at him with predatory eyes.
His fist clenched so hard it creaked, the restrained power seemingly on the verge of erupting.
The bracelet on his wrist kept flashing with alarms.
He dismissed it with a carefree grin, coldly saying, "TMD! You punks are clever! Know I'm the strongest so you band together to deal with me first, huh!"
One man, upon hearing this, showed a hint of fear but still mustered the courage to roar, "Caesar! You killed my brother in the matches!!"
"I'm here for revenge!!"
"Caesar! You killed my father! I must kill you!"
"Our loved ones died on the fighting stage because of you! This time, we will make you pay!"
Everyone yelled, rushing at Caesar, hoping to overwhelm him with numbers.
However.
Caesar only sneered, "Laughable excuses. Winning and losing are part of the game."
"If they died... then it's because they were weak!!"
The words fell.
Swish!
Caesar shifted his feet, his figure like a tiger descending the mountain. His fist sliced through the air, roaring ominously.
Boom!!
"Errgh—!"
A punch landed squarely on an opponent's chest. His eyes widened in shock before he was flung backward.
Thud!!
"Brother!"
All the others cried out frantically.
But Caesar didn’t give them any breathing room.
The next moment.
Caesar leapt toward another man. BOOM! A left hook shot out, striking another enemy’s jaw with precision.
Crack!
The man was tossed into the air, landing heavily with a bone-cracking sound, unable to move.
"Too weak, too weak."
"You guys aren't even good enough to be toys."
Caesar strode confidently, spitting taunts, his scornful gaze landing on the ashen faces of his foes.
Minutes later, the sidewalk was in shambles. Every place Caesar passed was littered with fallen enemies, groaning in agony, their limbs limp on the ground.
"Ughh...!"
Caesar reached one man, stepping on his head.
He adjusted his breathing slightly, still wearing that arrogant smile.
He surveyed around him, coldy declaring, "Anyone else?"
At that moment, all the attackers looked dejected.
Each hung their heads in frustration.
"Damn it!!!"
The man under Caesar’s foot let out a pained howl.
The next second.
Crack!!
"Ughah—!"
Caesar grinned, kicking to shatter the man's jaw.
Immediately after.
He bent down, grabbing the man’s head and lifting him up.
He looked at the others, sneering, "The rules say you can't kill anyone."
"But my methods... Oh, they're much worse than death itself!"
"Before looking for Su Muwan, guess I’ll relieve some of the murderous rage in my chest here first!"
In the shadows.
Several warriors observing this scene shook their heads, cautiously distancing themselves from Caesar.
This man... was strong!
His methods were savage, unthinkable to cross!
And on the livestream.
Caesar’s perspective was filled with gore and brutality.
Screams, age-restricted scenes poured out nonstop.
Though killing was forbidden, Caesar's treatment of his opponents made people even angrier—it was outright torture!
"TMD Caesar’s holding himself high and mighty just because of his cultivation! He’s tormenting people like this!"
"I’m fuming! Feeling so powerless just watching him through the screen!"
"Dammit! Does anyone know where Caesar is in Jiang City?"
"You gonna teach him a lesson?"
"Nah, I got to report his location to the Miss Su! Let Miss Su handle him!"
"Oh right! Jiang City is Miss Su’s turf!"
"Su Muwan! Su Muwan!"
"Annihilate Caesar!"
"Su Muwan! Annihilate Caesar!"
"Su Muwan! Annihilate Caesar!"
"Wait, don’t just chant, what’s Miss Su and Qin Luo doing right now??"
Everyone seemed to notice a critical issue.
Even Yan Qiuyue and the others noticed.
As the tournament began, warriors across the board were erupting in fierce battles.
But...
The popular contestants Su Muwan and Qin Luo seemed oddly absent.
The next moment.
Hum!
A viewership rising rapidly suddenly squeezed into the top ten popular views!
Everyone hurriedly clicked in to check.
And immediately...
Froze.
At this very moment.
Jiang City, the night sky.
The temperature plummeted in an instant.
An inexplicable sense of pressure suddenly descended upon everyone’s hearts.
All contestants and spectators subconsciously looked up at the sky.
And... were stunned.
Just then.
"Roar!!!"
"Roar!!!"
Out of nowhere.
Nine enormous ice dragons were pulling a magnificent ice throne across the starry night sky!!
The ice dragons’ bodies sparkled under the moonlight, every single scale crystal clear, exuding freezing light.
As they swam through the high air, powerful winds kicked up by them froze everything in their wake.
And most astonishing of all.
On that throne sat a figure!
The person wore a lavishly detailed sapphire blue gown, its hems fluttering in the icy winds.
Her icy-crystalline hair flowed elegantly, her expression cold yet unrivaled. Using her right hand to support her cheek, perched on an icy grip, her gaze dissected downtown Jiang City.
Around the throne, the dragons’ tails spiraled in the air, forming a colossal ice ring, spinning around her throne.
Every ice dragon's head was held high, emitting low, earth-shaking roars echoing in the night, invoking awe.
Everyone immediately recognized her!
She was!
Su Muwan!!!
"Roar!"
At the same time.
A golden dragon swirled around the nine ice dragons.
On its head.
Qin Luo stood proudly with his hands behind his back. His lips slightly curled up, his gaze accurately surveying every warrior within Jiang City's range.
His arrogant tone, as if these warriors weren’t even human, resounded across the entire night sky.
"All you losers listen up."
"Anyone who turns in their wristband now!"
"Will be allowed to withdraw safely! Any who refuse to submit..."
"Then..."
Qin Luo’s lip curled up.
"This martial path..."
"Will have no place for you to rise up ever again!"
In an instant, the comments erupted.
What the hell is this even about?!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
