However, conventional methods couldn’t achieve their goal.
So…
Qin Luo lowered his gaze to stare at his palm.
He had to admit, this slap of his was truly versatile.
He couldn’t even determine whether his slap belonged to the rule-based, concept-based, or causality-based category.
After all…
When he instructed Little Ke and the others to hack into the Great Network of other Sacred Domains and broadcast their footage, they encountered countless obstacles.
The Great Networks of the Sacred Domains weren’t interconnected unless approved by the opposing Sacred Domain.
In short, an intangible barrier prevented them from hacking into the Great Network.
Then—
Slap!
Qin Luo swung his palm through the air, merely testing whether he could smack away this barrier.
And to his surprise, it worked.
It was as if his slap shattered the underlying rules, allowing Little Ke and the others to successfully infiltrate the Great Networks of other Sacred Domains.
In other words…
The barrier was like an electronic screen, while Qin Luo’s side acted as the control room, freely projecting any image they wanted across the skies of other Sacred Domains.
Crunch crunch crunch.
Su Muwan munched on potato chips beside him, blinking at the unfolding scene before turning to Qin Luo with curiosity.
She asked, “So, what’s the reason we’re starting a livestream?”
“Simple.”
Qin Luo began his little lecture.
He raised a finger and explained with a smile, “As mentioned before, the rules of this vast world are quite fascinating.”
“There’s the power of fortune, the power of virtue… and even your power of pure love, Miss Su.”
“So, let’s consider this—”
“If we start a livestream, couldn’t we harvest…”
Su Muwan’s eyes lit up as she cut in, “Faith power!”
The world was so vast—there had to be people who’d love watching such a novel, never-before-seen livestream!
That way, they could gain a fanbase and, in turn, passively accumulate faith power!
The more Su Muwan thought about it, the more sense it made.
Ye~ (＾－＾)V!!
Su Muwan, you’re such a genius!
“Wrong. It’s ratings power.”
“...What?”
Su Muwan’s eye twitched as she glared at Qin Luo. “What the heck is ratings power?!”
Qin Luo shrugged. “Who knows? I was just throwing it out there to see if this ‘whatever-I-say-comes-true’ power would manifest.”
Su Muwan: ?
Under Su Muwan’s exasperated gaze, Qin Luo cleared his throat. “But Miss Su, I have another reason for doing this.”
“What reason?”
“You haven’t forgotten our goal, have you?”
“What goal?”
“Sigh, don’t you remember? Containing the Mandate of Heaven.”
Containing… the Mandate of Heaven…
Rustle—
The bag of chips slipped from Su Muwan’s hand and fell to the ground.
Her pupils trembled as she let out a sharp, horrified shriek: “No way! That mission still isn’t over?!”
Can anyone relate?
Containing the Mandate-bearers in the minor worlds was one thing.
But now, in the vast universe, they had to keep doing it?!
How long was this going to take?!
Besides…
Su Muwan racked her brain. “Didn’t Doctor Ya say before that she only tricked us into containing the Mandate to buy us time or something…?”
Qin Luo helped jog her memory. “What Doctor Ya said was, to give us time to grow stronger, she had us slowly contain the Mandate.”
“After all, the standard containment process is for me, as the Sweeper, to follow the protagonists through their arcs, defeat the big bad, and then contain them in the end.”
“But now, the situation has turned into…”
Qin Luo pointed at himself. “Me, the Sweeper…”
Then at Su Muwan. “You, the big bad.”
Su Muwan: ?
“The two of us teaming up to mess up the Mandate-bearers’ scripts before containing them.”
Su Muwan was speechless. “Is there even a difference?”
“Yes.”
“Following the script normally to contain the Mandate doesn’t disrupt the narrative, so it doesn’t attract Abominations.”
“But our method not only ruins the script and draws Abominations—it also attracts Abominations beyond the current version’s power level!”
“Take that Abyssal Abomination, Xing Xuan, as an example. From him alone, you can see the power scaling is inflating. Rule-based enemies are already appearing.”
Hearing this, Su Muwan understood, but she was still frustrated. “This just makes me inexplicably angry.”
“I get it. Being manipulated like this is annoying.”
Qin Luo nodded, then changed his tone. “But look on the bright side.”
Su Muwan tilted her head. “What bright side?”
Qin Luo grinned amiably. “Back in the minor worlds, we were the only ones stuck cleaning up the mess.”
“But here? This is the vast universe.”
“The mess? Everyone gets to clean it up!”
“Otherwise, the Abominations will wipe them out, and everyone dies.”
“Whether they want to or not, they have to help!”
The moment these words left his mouth, Su Muwan felt as if enlightenment had struck. Her eyes gleamed. “You mean… we can cause as much chaos as we want, and the consequences get dumped on everyone else?”
“Exactly.”
Qin Luo smirked. “We stir up trouble, then force the entire universe to share the fallout. Problem solved.”
!!!
Su Muwan immediately scooted closer to Qin Luo, mirroring his smirk. “Hehehe… Luo Luo, you’re absolutely right!”
“But for you to come up with such a method… you really are a scheming little devil, aren’t you? Hehehe~”
“Oh, please, I learned from the best—you, Miss Su! Hahaha~”
“Hehehe~”
“Hahaha~”
Nearby, Doctor Ya, who had been dragged in as a background character, felt her eyelid twitch.
Just how did these two troublemakers come up with such a diabolical plan?
She suddenly wondered if letting Qin Luo, the Sweeper, ascend to the vast universe had been a mistake.
At this rate, would the vast universe collapse under their antics too?
Surely not… right?
But if it did… where would they even go next?
As she pondered this—
WOOO—WOOO—WOOO—!!
The blaring alarm of an enemy attack suddenly echoed throughout the lab.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan immediately dropped their villainous grins and turned to the surveillance screen.
On the screen—
The once-clear skies of the Sacred Domain were abruptly swallowed by a sinister, ghostly miasma.
Inky-black clouds churned like spilled ink, blotting out the sunlight.
“ROOOAAAR—!!”
“RAAAGH—!!”
From within the clouds, countless vengeful spirits and wraiths howled, their piercing shrieks tearing through the void and striking directly at the soul.
Not only that—
Within moments, the ghostly energy grew even denser, and countless spectral figures emerged from the dark mist.
Some wore armor and wielded spears—clearly high-ranking generals of the Nether Realm.
Others were grotesque, snarling specters with claws bared.
And at the forefront of these apparitions, a towering figure slowly stepped forward.
Cloaked in black, his face hidden beneath a hood, only his blood-red eyes were visible—glowing with bone-chilling malice.
It was none other than—
“HEHEHEHE—!!”
The Ghost Nether King let out a sinister laugh as he raised his hand, rallying his legions:
“My minions! Tear the Ming Yan Sacred Domain to the ground!!”
This newborn Sacred Domain… shall be MINE!
Simultaneously—
Qin Luo’s system issued a prompt.
【Detected T0 Protagonist of "Steal My Three Souls and Seven Spirits? I'll Fall into a Ghost and Revive the World!" — Ming Yan】
【Master, please act as his lackey! The system is currently upgrading, rewards will be issued afterward!】
Damn, another chosen one.
Well then...
Qin Luo glanced at the eager Su Muwan: "Young Miss."
Su Muwan curled her lips: "Got it."
She clenched her fist: "Let's finish him off instantly."
"But... Qin Luo... there's a problem..."
"What problem?"
"I'm scared of ghosts..."
Qin Luo: ?
Seriously, why did you bring this setting up from the lower realm?!
But!
A young mistress who's afraid of ghosts—absolutely adorable!!
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?"
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?!
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!
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!
