The Eldest Princess... was slapped?!
Everyone stared in shock at Qin Luo, who had suddenly struck.
He leisurely retracted his hand, curled his lips, and then turned to Su Muwan, saying, "Miss, it's just a dream. Be bold and take a step forward."
"Just go for it!"
"Since we don't know the conditions for leaving..."
"Then why not..."
He smirked, grinning wickedly, "Do whatever you want!"
"After all, it's just a dream, right?"
Su Muwan's eyes sparkled as she pursed her lips, nodding, "That makes sense!"
Huh?
A dream?
Do whatever you want?
Everyone was dumbfounded.
What were these two talking about?
The Eldest Princess's cheeks burned with pain, and as she listened to their nonsensical chatter, she lost all reason.
She pointed at them and shrieked, "This is treason!!"
"How dare a mere consort rebel against their master!!!"
"Su Muwan!! You wretch, how dare you let your subordinate hit me!!"
"Do you have a death wish?!"
"I’ll have Father throw you into the Ten Thousand Poison Pool to feed the—"
Slap!!
"Shut up!"
Before she could finish, Su Muwan teleported and slapped her across the face.
Thud!
The Eldest Princess fell to the ground, her cheeks swollen and her expression dazed, her pupils trembling.
Huh...
Why...
How dare this little troublemaker hit me too?
Su Muwan clapped her hands, feeling the power surging within her. She raised an eyebrow, "With all my strength intact, why should I fear you mere figments of a dream?"
Then, she glanced at the guards who were frozen in shock, her gaze darkening, "Daring to threaten me? You're asking for death!"
As soon as she finished speaking,
She flicked her fingers.
Whoosh!!
A wave of icy energy swept through, instantly turning everyone present into ice sculptures.
Clap clap clap!!
Qin Luo applauded, "Ohhh, as expected of Miss Su."
"Even in a dream, you're invincible."
"Hmph!"
Su Muwan snorted lightly. The last time she had a dream was when she was a child, and it made sense that she had no power then.
But if she still had no power now, that would be ridiculous! That would just be a nightmare!
"You... you actually..."
The Eldest Princess lay on the ground, covering her face and trembling.
She looked at Su Muwan with terror in her eyes, "The troublemaker has killed someone, the troublemaker really killed..."
Slap!!
The Eldest Princess fainted.
Su Muwan retracted her hand and rolled her eyes, muttering, "What kind of nonsense is this? Even if I’m forced to dream, can’t I at least have a decent dream?"
Seriously, in real life, I’m constantly called a venomous woman, and now even in my dreams, I’m being called a troublemaker?
What did I ever do to deserve this?
Whatever.
Su Muwan snorted and stepped over the Eldest Princess's body, saying, "Qin Luo, let's go."
"Right away, Miss."
...
...
The Library.
An old man was sweeping the courtyard, occasionally looking up at the sky with a serene expression.
Another peaceful day...
"Fourth Princess! Your Highness, the library is a sacred place of the dynasty! You cannot enter without His Majesty's permission!"
"Blah blah blah, what are you even saying? Who’s His Majesty?"
"Uh... your father..."
Slap!!
"Ugh—!"
"Nonsense! Who are you calling my father? That’s your father!!"
Thud thud!
Amidst the screams,
One by one, the guards were thrown into the courtyard.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan walked in with their arms crossed.
They looked up at the magnificent library and smiled in satisfaction.
"Not bad, this seems like a reliable place."
"But what kind of information can we find here?"
Qin Luo nodded and smiled, "No idea."
"??"
Su Muwan slowly typed two question marks in the air.
You don’t know, so why are we here?
"Don’t worry, Miss."
Qin Luo explained, "What’s the first thing you do when you encounter a problem you don’t understand?"
Su Muwan thought for a moment, then pointed at Qin Luo, "Ask you."
"?"
Qin Luo was momentarily stunned. That didn’t sound entirely wrong.
He cleared his throat and explained, "Normal people would look it up online."
"But obviously, there’s no internet in this era, so the next best thing is to go to a library."
"That makes sense!"
As they spoke, the two walked into the library.
The old man sweeping the floor was momentarily stunned.
His brain hadn’t quite caught up yet.
Wait a minute??
Wasn’t that troublemaker supposed to be locked up in the North Cold Palace?
And...
He looked at the guards groaning on the ground, his expression darkening.
Whoosh!
A surge of energy emanated from his body as he looked at the two approaching him, saying sternly, "Why have you trespassed into the sacred grounds of the dynasty..."
Before he could finish,
Slap!!
"Get out of the way, old man!"
Qin Luo backhanded him across the face.
Thud!
The old man fell to the ground, clutching his face in shock.
I... couldn’t react?!
The guards who had been knocked down were equally stunned.
The most mysterious master of the Great Flame Dynasty, Duan Jiushi, had just been defeated so easily?!
This is bad! The dynasty is about to change!!
One guard cried out in panic, "Quick, inform His Majesty!!!"
"The dynasty’s troublemaker is launching a coup!!!"
Half an hour later.
The library was in complete disarray.
Su Muwan sat atop a mountain of books, propping her chin on her hand, complaining boredly, "Come on, Qin Luo, there’s nothing useful here."
"What’s this Great Flame Dynasty? What’s this about spiritual energy? Aside from the cultivation system, which I recognize, everything else is completely unfamiliar!"
Qin Luo was flipping through a book titled Chronicles of the Dynasty.
As he read, he pondered in his mind.
The library had very few historical records about this world. The only thing that was clear was the cultivation system here...
It was the same as the Xuantian Realm where Immortal Venerable Lu Hongshen once resided.
So, this dream world...
Qin Luo closed the book, his expression serious. Could it be the Xuantian Realm?
What conditions would need to be met to leave this dream?
Just as he was thinking,
Boom!
The library doors were blown open by a powerful surge of spiritual energy.
A dense crowd of armored cavalry stood outside.
At the forefront was a man holding a sword, his expression grim as he glared at Qin Luo and Su Muwan.
He roared, "You insolent troublemaker!! Who gave you the audacity to launch a coup?!"
Huh?
Su Muwan glanced at him and then looked away.
Sigh.
She sighed. Why is it always people like this wherever we go?
"Qin Luo..."
She turned to Qin Luo, complaining, "I want to go back! I have cake in the fridge! Hurry up and think of something!"
Hmm...
Qin Luo thought for a moment, then looked at the crowd outside.
A bold idea suddenly popped into his head.
He turned to Su Muwan, "Miss."
"Yeah?"
"They call you a troublemaker, so according to the usual plot, you’d be executed. So..."
"If you survive, wouldn’t that change the storyline?"
Qin Luo gestured as he explained his theory.
Su Muwan didn’t quite understand, but she rubbed her temples and asked, "So what do I need to do now...?"
"Simple, just wipe them out."
Qin Luo pointed at the crowd by the entrance and smiled faintly, "See that person leading the group? They say he's the emperor of this dynasty. If you take him out, your crisis will be resolved."
"Once the crisis is resolved, maybe the conditions will be met."
As he spoke, Qin Luo blinked, "That's just my speculation, though."
Su Muwan was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, then she dusted herself off and stood up.
She glanced at the group of people by the entrance, who grew serious as they saw her rise, and chuckled, "Whatever! Let's deal with it first!"
With that,
As the chilling aura of ice surged, the crowd at the entrance instantly turned into a cluster of ice sculptures.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
After a brief wait,
A familiar white light appeared before the two of them.
Su Muwan's eyes widened, and she turned to Qin Luo with a look of pleasant surprise, "Qin Luo! It actually worked!"
Qin Luo let out a sigh of relief and was about to say something when
Their consciousnesses vanished in an instant.
.....
.....
At the same time,
In the conference hall of the Alliance headquarters,
A scene was projected before the assembled crowd.
It depicted a magnificent and prosperous dynasty.
Ouyang Xuan tapped the table, his expression grave as he addressed the group, "Notify all division heads immediately."
"Very soon, the first wave of ancient forces from ten thousand years ago will awaken."
"Among them... the Great Yan Dynasty requires special attention. Rumor has it they once survived a war that nearly wiped them out!"
"To rebuild their nation after such devastation... their strength is anything but ordinary!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
