Half an hour later, the auction began as scheduled.
Jiang Xueqi sat in a seat near the front.
As the daughter of the Jiang family, everyone present naturally recognized her.
"Miss Jiang, long time no see. You're as charming as ever," an elderly businessman approached with a smile and greeted her.
Jiang Xueqi smiled back, "Thank you for the compliment, Boss Li. You're looking quite sprightly yourself."
Another young entrepreneur also came forward, "Miss Jiang, I heard that Jiang Group has been making big moves recently. Something about developing a new beauty product, right? It's truly admirable!"
Jiang Xueqi humbly replied, "Oh, it's nothing. It's still in the development stage."
As she spoke, a wave of confidence gradually welled up from deep within her heart.
Hmph, in all of Jiang City, who else could achieve such great success at her age?
Now the company was developing a brand new product, and once it hit the market...
The entire pharmaceutical industry in Jiang City would have to bow at her feet!
Jiang Xueqi wanted everyone to know that even if she couldn't cultivate...
She could still reach the pinnacle in another field!
At this moment,
A young man walked over with a smile, "Little sister Xueqi, long time no see. I didn't expect to see you here."
With the young man's appearance,
Surprised looks appeared on the faces of everyone around.
The young master of the Situ family... Situ Rufeng?!
The Situ Clan was one of the top families in Jiang City.
Logically speaking, he wasn't interested in antiques, so why would he come here specifically?
Could it be...
Everyone's eyes darted back and forth between Situ Rufeng and Jiang Xueqi.
They all revealed knowing smiles.
Everyone knew that Situ Rufeng and Jiang Xueqi were childhood sweethearts. He must have come for Jiang Xueqi.
Upon seeing Situ Rufeng,
A look of pleasant surprise appeared on Jiang Xueqi's face, and she suddenly became a bit shy, "Brother Rufeng..."
Wang Yong, standing to the side, watched with intense jealousy. What pretty boy nonsense is this? Jiang Xueqi is the one I've set my sights on!
Situ Rufeng seemed to sense something and glanced at Wang Yong, asking puzzled, "And who might this be?"
Jiang Xueqi quickly said, "Just some stinky security guard."
Hearing this, Wang Yong's expression immediately turned as sour as if he'd eaten excrement.
Jiang Xueqi pretended not to see and smiled, "Brother Rufeng, are you interested in antiques too?"
Situ Rufeng smiled at her words, "I just heard that little sister Xueqi was here, so I came too."
Jiang Xueqi was touched, "Brother Rufeng..."
At this time,
Several of Situ Rufeng's lackeys also chimed in.
"We've long heard that Miss Jiang and that Su Muwan from the Su family both love antiques, but everyone knows that Su Muwan doesn't understand anything at all. She just buys the most expensive things. How can she compare to Miss Jiang's true passion?"
"That's right, that's right. When it comes to antiques, we must look to our Miss Jiang!"
Jiang Xueqi was quite pleased hearing this.
Heh, Su Muwan, although people often compare us,
Even if your martial arts talent is somewhat decent,
But... when it comes to people skills and character, you're far behind me.
Just as she was about to say a few modest words,
The next second,
Bang!!!!
The doors of the venue were rudely pushed open.
Everyone saw,
A man wearing sunglasses entered, surrounded by a group of black-clad followers.
Just as everyone was about to open their mouths to scold them,
Their expressions suddenly changed.
Because the sharp-eyed ones had already recognized Shen Fei and the others. This was clearly... Su Muwan's entourage!!
But where was Su Muwan?
Who was this man in the lead?
Jiang Xueqi's gaze sharpened. Su Muwan was here?!
No, that was... Su Muwan's entourage!!
Damn it!
Qin Luo walked in, sweeping his gaze across the venue. Especially when he saw Jiang Xueqi, the corner of his mouth curved into a disdainful smile.
Everyone was confused.
Who was this person??
Situ Rufeng seemed to notice Jiang Xueqi's unhappy expression and asked in a low voice, "Little sister Xueqi, do you know this person?"
Jiang Xueqi nodded, angrily muttering, "This person is Su Muwan's lackey. He's provoked me before."
Situ Rufeng nodded, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
So it was just a lackey after all.
Thinking this, Situ Rufeng glanced at his own lackey beside him.
The latter understood and swaggered towards Qin Luo and his group.
Qin Luo looked at the people in the venue.
When he saw that Jiang Xueqi and others were present, Qin Luo was quite satisfied.
Good, everyone's here.
At this moment,
A man walked aggressively towards Qin Luo: "Hey, kid! Don't you know the rules of our auction? Lackeys like you are not allowed to..."
Before he could finish,
Slap!
"Ugh!"
Qin Luo directly backhanded him, cutting off the rest of his speech.
Thud!
The man fell to the ground, clutching his face, immediately groaning in pain.
Everyone saw the man's face swelling rapidly, with a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.
He stared with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.
He had never imagined that someone would dare to be so bold as to directly hit someone in front of so many people.
Did he... not even hesitate for a moment to consider whether there might be consequences?
The entire venue fell silent.
Everyone looked at Qin Luo in disbelief.
Is this... Su Muwan's lackey?
How can he be so arrogant??
This was also Situ Rufeng's first time seeing Qin Luo. In his impression, Su Muwan's lackey had always been a woman.
This was indeed the first time he'd seen this man.
Then, everyone saw Qin Luo, who had just slapped the man, lift his nose haughtily. His calm yet arrogant voice reached everyone's ears, "Shen Fei."
"What was that dog barking just now?"
Shen Fei respectfully said, "Shen Fei doesn't know."
Hearing this, Qin Luo said indifferently, "Then let's take our seats."
Saying this, he stepped forward.
He stepped on the lackey who was still lying on the ground questioning his life choices and walked over him.
"Ugh!!"
The man on the ground screamed in pain, prostrating himself with a face full of disbelief.
He really... just stepped over him??
Everyone's expressions turned angry.
An elderly business owner stood up, pointing at Qin Luo as he passed by, and cursed, "Stop right there! This is the Antique City Auction! It's not a place for someone like you to..."
Slap!!
"Ugh!"
Before he could finish,
Shen Fei slapped him across the face, then pointed at the old boss who had sat back down with a terrified look on his face while covering his cheek, and scolded, "Shut up! Who are you to speak when my Brother Luo is here?"
"Oh, I made a mistake. We're all here for the Young Miss."
Qin Luo calmly explained.
"Understood, Brother Luo."
Shen Fei glared once more at the old boss who was covering his face and unable to speak, then continued to follow behind Qin Luo.
Wow, no wonder Brother Luo always likes to slap people. This feeling... it's strangely satisfying!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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?"
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.”
