The entire hall fell into complete silence.
Everyone's faces still bore the expressions of cheering for Wang Yun moments ago.
But now, those expressions had frozen in place.
Their gazes turned to Qin Luo, who had just made his move, and their pupils trembled in shock.
So fast! So strong!
How could they have forgotten about this seemingly kind subordinate?
Qin Luo leisurely retracted his hand, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at the dazed Wang Yun. With a sneer, he said, "Pathetic."
"What kind of trash dares to challenge my young miss?"
"Originally, I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but now it seems..."
He grinned, clenching his fist as he walked toward Wang Yun. "You really want to die."
Seeing this, the crowd's expressions changed, and they shouted, "Stop!"
Someone rushed forward.
But alas—
Whoosh!
A surge of icy spiritual energy swept through, instantly freezing the approaching members in place.
Everyone's pupils contracted as they turned to look.
Su Muwan, her face dark, walked toward Wang Yun with spiritual energy swirling around her palm. She said coldly, "Since you insist on courting death..."
"Then I shall grant your wish."
This is bad!
Wang Yun is the bearer of the Divine Fist System, a core member of the headquarters with limitless potential.
He can't die now!
Seeing that Su Muwan was truly intent on killing, Li Mingyuan hurriedly shouted, "Wait, Miss Su!!"
"Wait—mmph!"
Before he could finish speaking, a massive black hand clamped over his mouth.
His pupils shook as he looked into the distance.
Qin Luo, who had merely twitched his fingers, smiled kindly. "Minister Li, it's best to stay quiet. If you anger my young miss, Wang Yun must die!"
Su Muwan's fingers curled into a claw as she raised her hand, spiritual energy gathering in her palm.
"Any last words?"
She stared at Wang Yun, her voice calm but chilling.
Wang Yun, knowing his death was imminent, took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. "Do it."
Am I really going to die?
What a pity...
I never got to confess to Lianlian.
Su Muwan said nothing more. Her eyes narrowed, and she brought her hand down toward Wang Yun's skull.
Ye Zhidie and the others gasped in shock.
She looked at Su Muwan with a mix of fear and disbelief. "Damn... she's really going to kill him?"
"This... the alliance is going to be at war with Su Muwan from now on."
She glanced around and realized that everyone was either frozen or suppressed by the black hands.
This is insane.
Are this duo really invincible?
They come to the headquarters, beat people up, humiliate them, and now they're going to kill someone?
And they might even get away with it?
Wait, Bailian's cultivation is weak. How is she handling this situation... huh?
As Ye Zhidie's thoughts wandered, she suddenly froze.
Because Su Bailian, who had been standing beside her all this time, was gone.
Where's Bailian?!
Her eyes widened in panic.
Just as she thought this—
"Move aside."
A sharp voice rang out.
Ye Zhidie turned her head and, in an instant, was stunned.
Everyone else was equally shocked.
Because, just as Su Muwan was about to deliver the fatal blow to Wang Yun, who had resigned himself to death, a figure rushed forward and stood in front of him.
Su Muwan's palm, capable of crushing skulls, stopped just inches from the person's face.
And that person was...
"Bailian!!"
Ye Zhidie screamed in horror. Are you out of your mind?!
"I won't move!"
Su Bailian's voice trembled slightly, but her eyes shone with determination.
She stood in front of Wang Yun like a fragile flower swaying in a storm, seemingly on the verge of being crushed at any moment.
Everyone was stunned.
They all knew Bailian was a newcomer.
They also knew she had almost no cultivation.
Yet!
This girl, with no strength to speak of, had rushed forward?
Was she not afraid of death?
They all knew that Su Bailian's life in the Su family had been far from easy!
Being Su Muwan's younger sister meant nothing in the face of Su Muwan's cruelty!
"Bailian, don't be foolish! Move aside!"
Wang Yun, realizing who had stepped in front of him, opened his eyes and cried out in desperation.
Bailian! No! Bailian!
Panic surged in his heart. He could die, but Bailian—she absolutely could not!
Su Bailian's fragility only deepened the pity in everyone's hearts, making them want to rush forward and protect her.
But alas, their bodies were immobilized, unable to move.
Su Muwan's hand hovered in front of Su Bailian's face, her brow furrowing slightly.
"You're my sister. Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
Her voice was icy, as if she found Su Bailian's courage laughable.
"I know."
Su Bailian's eyes quivered, tears glistening as she bit her lower lip, suppressing her fear and despair.
In that moment, the entire world seemed to blur in her vision.
"Bailian knows that in Sister's eyes, I'm just a useless waste who can't cultivate."
"Bailian also knows that Sister hates me the most."
"Bailian also knows that Sister might not hesitate to strike me down."
"But..."
She raised her head stubbornly, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed, "I can't just stand by and watch my first friend be killed by Sister!"
"Sister! Wake up!"
"Ever since you started practicing the Su Family Technique, you've become less and less like yourself!"
Su Bailian's voice was like a faint candle flame, struggling against the darkness of fear.
Her words struck a deep chord in everyone's hearts.
"Bailian..."
Everyone's hearts ached as they looked at Su Bailian's trembling face.
At this moment, Su Bailian was like a snowflake caught in a storm—delicate and fragile, yet still standing tall despite her weakness.
Even with the lowest cultivation, Su Bailian had stepped forward to shield her enemy.
Li Mingyuan, however, caught onto a crucial piece of information.
He looked at Su Muwan, his pupils contracting.
The Su Family Technique?
That's right!
The Su Family Technique is extremely domineering, and practitioners often lose their emotions.
So that's it!!
Li Mingyuan stared at Su Muwan's cold expression in shock.
I understand now! Everything makes sense!
Su Muwan's transformation is entirely due to the technique!
In that case—
He quickly shouted, "Bailian! Hurry and wake your sister up! Bring her back to her senses!"
Everyone else caught on and began shouting, "Miss Su, remember who you are!"
"Remember the precious memories you shared with your sister!"
"That's your sister standing in front of you!"
Voices of encouragement filled the air.
Su Bailian, tears streaming down her face, choked out, "Sister Su... do you remember the happy times we shared?"
Su Muwan's expression remained cold, but inwardly—
No!! Hey!!
How long are you going to keep this act up?!
Su Muwan was mortified. She wanted to bury her face in Qin Luo's chest out of sheer embarrassment.
Stop randomly adding these nonsensical plot twists!
Since when do I need you all to help me recover my memories?!
And seriously!
What happy memories do I even have with this white lotus?!
Where's Qin Luo?? Hurry up and give me an out!
She quickly glanced at Qin Luo out of the corner of her eye.
But...
"Go, Young Miss! You can do it!"
Qin Luo stood to the side, his eyes filled with amusement, his lips curling into a grin as he shouted, "Don't let the technique's backlash defeat you!"
Hey!!
Why are you joining in on this nonsense too?!
Qin Luo's "concerned" words only confirmed everyone's suspicions.
So Su Muwan's cruel demeanor was entirely due to the technique's backlash.
Seeing Su Muwan's slightly stiff expression, they thought their shouts were working.
So they doubled down, shouting even louder.
"You can do it!"
"Remember the happy memories!"
"Don't give in, Miss Su!"
"Remember the bond between sisters!!"
Ahhhh!! Stop it, stop it!!
This is so embarrassing!!
I already told you!! The only memories I have with this white lotus are ones that made me furious!!!
No!! I can't take this anymore!!
Why do I have to play the role of the villain who gets redeemed by emotions?!
Su Muwan grew more and more humiliated, until suddenly—
"Ugh—!"
Her face twisted in discomfort, and her aura became chaotic.
The spiritual energy dissipated as she clutched her chest, stumbling toward Qin Luo.
Thud!
Su Muwan was pulled into Qin Luo's arms, her body trembling.
The pressure in the air suddenly dissipated.
After a brief pause, everyone erupted into cheers as if they had been granted a new lease on life. "We survived!!"
Su Bailian, too, collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by tension.
She gasped for breath, exhaling heavily.
Finally, it was over.
Qin Luo held the trembling Su Muwan gently, a soft smile playing on his lips as he whispered, "What an exhilarating performance, Miss Su."
"..."
Su Muwan buried her face in Qin Luo's chest, clutching his collar tightly. Her voice, filled with embarrassment, murmured, "Don't say anything..."
"Just let me die..."
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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."
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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?”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
