The next day.
Early morning.
Su Muwan in her dream.
The young master of the Qian family, Qian Yu, knelt on the ground coughing up blood. He roared angrily at Su Muwan: "Poisonous woman! If you have the guts, just kill me! Kill me! Your Su family will be destroyed!"
"Hehehe~ Killing you would be as simple as crushing an insect. What do I have to fear?" Su Muwan's lips curled into a smirk, her eyes gleaming with mockery. She flicked her finger.
"Go."
Boom!
A powerful blast of Frost Qi struck out in an instant.
However, just as it was about to obliterate Qian Yu...
A figure in beggar's clothes stepped out.
He countered Su Muwan's attack with a single strike, then stood with his hands behind his back: "Hold on, young friend. I once received kindness from Young Master Qian. You cannot kill this man."
Su Muwan: ?
Wait, isn't this my dream?
Su Muwan frowned, her voice cold: "Then I'll kill you along with him!"
She flicked her finger again.
"Go!"
Boom!
Splat!
The beggar's figure was annihilated.
Su Muwan then turned to Qian Yu: "Hehehe! Now no one can save you!"
"Beggar Grandpa! You vicious woman! You... you even killed Beggar Grandpa!" Two streams of hot tears rolled down Qian Yu's face, but the determination in his eyes had not yet faded.
"Heh, you'll die too!"
With that, another blast of qi shot out.
However...
"Wait."
Whoosh!
Another black-robed figure appeared, neutralizing Su Muwan's attack: "When I was down on my luck, young Qian gave me food. So, you cannot kill this man."
Su Muwan: ? This isn't over yet, is it?
She waved her hand.
Splat!
The black-robed man died.
"Black-robed Grandpa!!"
Qian Yu's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
Su Muwan clapped her hands, her expression twisted into an evil smile as she looked at Qian Yu: "Hehehe, now there's no one left to save you..."
"Wait."
"Wait."
"Wait, young friend."
In an instant, several more figures appeared.
They all gave their reasons and stood in front of Qian Yu.
Su Muwan's expression froze. What's wrong with you people?!
The events from her past life were being repeated in her dream?!
That's right, in her past life, when she wanted to kill those dozen or so most difficult to kill protagonists...
This exact situation would occur.
Damn it!
"This is my dream! Why should I be restrained in my own dream! Annihilate them all!"
Su Muwan's expression turned furious as she continuously waved her hand to kill.
However, the companions of the destined protagonists seemed endless.
More and more kept appearing.
Qian Yu gradually stood up, surrounded by the protagonists who had defeated Su Muwan in her past life.
They glared at Su Muwan with shared hatred: "Su Muwan! Your time of death is near!!"
"Su Muwan, prepare to die!"
"Su Muwan!"
Wait! This is my dream!
Why do I have to be killed again in my own dream? You've got to be kidding me!!
Su Muwan's expression stiffened, her face filled with disbelief!
You've got to be kidding me!!
Just then.
An arrogant cold laugh rang out: "Hmph, how laughable. A bunch of clowns daring to strut about in front of my young miss."
Su Muwan blinked.
She suddenly found a figure shielding her from behind.
A black windbreaker fluttering without wind!
This is!
Su Muwan's eyes widened slightly, filled with shock.
This is!
Qin Luo!!
What happened next was...
Bam bam bam bam bam!!
Qin Luo's form flickered.
In an instant, he had beaten up the whole group of destined protagonists.
And... he didn't have a scratch on him.
Wait! Why? Qin Luo, how can you beat up these dozen most difficult to kill protagonists even in my dream?
Are you Superman or something?!
After the beating.
The scene changed.
Su Muwan found herself sitting on a throne.
Qin Luo stood respectfully behind her: "Young Miss, you... now stand at the pinnacle of martial arts."
Su Muwan was slightly stunned. She looked ahead.
As far as the eye could see, a group of destined protagonists wearing mental hospital patient uniforms were all kneeling.
"Long live the Young Miss for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand ten thousand years!"
"Long live the Young Miss for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand ten thousand years!"
"Long live the Young Miss for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand ten thousand years!"
Hehe... hehe hahaha!! Kekeke!!!
This! This is a beautiful dream!!
.......
......
Whoosh.
In Su Muwan's bedroom.
Su Muwan opened her eyes in a daze, her gaze weary.
This dream felt like she had lived through a century.
Of course, the most important thing was...
Why were all those protagonists wearing mental hospital patient uniforms at the end?
Forget it, don't think about it.
Su Muwan turned over with a splitting headache.
After a moment of silence.
She shouted loudly: "Qin Luo!!!"
In less than a moment.
Thud thud thud~~
Click.
As footsteps came up the stairs, Qin Luo walked in.
He immediately spotted Su Muwan still curled up in her blanket.
She was bundled up like a bread roll with only her head poking out.
Glaring fiercely at Qin Luo.
Qin Luo walked over, smiling slightly: "Young Miss, is it time to get up?"
Tsk tsk, this big bad villain must have morning grumpiness, but she looks kind of cute when angry.
"Hmph, that's right. Qin Luo, from now on you must stay by my side at all times!"
"Do your job properly as my personal attendant, understand?"
"Now, come help me get dressed!"
Su Muwan snorted coldly.
She realized that from now on, she absolutely could not let Qin Luo leave her side for even half a step.
Because once he left her sight, he would definitely get into a bunch of trouble.
Although you, Qin Luo, are also a destined protagonist, but!
Having read the novel, she knew that even among destined protagonists, there were differences in luck.
Those dozen or so protagonists like the Dragon King that she encountered in her past life, their luck index must be the highest in this world.
That's why they couldn't be killed no matter what.
As for Long Dingtian and the others, their luck was slightly worse, so they could be eliminated.
And Qin Luo... he just had to go and...
Provoke several destined protagonists, all of whom happened to be among those dozen that she couldn't kill no matter what in her past life.
It was enough to drive her mad.
Su Muwan glared viciously at Qin Luo as he walked towards her.
In her mind, she thought that even though Qin Luo was also a destined protagonist, his luck index should probably maybe possibly perhaps... not be as high as the Dragon King and the others... right?
In fact, Su Muwan was starting to lose confidence.
Because she discovered a very strange thing.
That is, every time Qin Luo took action, he himself seemed to be fine.
He also never encountered situations like in her past life, where beating the small fry would bring out the old ones, beating the old ones would bring out the ancestors, and so on.
The fact that nothing happened after beating the Dragon King could be explained by the Dragon King's ability to endure, but what about the others?
No no no... maybe it's because he hasn't encountered enough protagonists yet, so it's not obvious.
Hey, I have a good idea. Why not let Qin Luo provoke a few more protagonists to see what happens?
Slap!
Su Muwan quickly gave herself a mental slap.
Are you crazy, Su Muwan? Do you have a death wish?! How could you come up with such a twisted idea?
If Qin Luo's luck index isn't high, wouldn't you be harming him?
But... what if?
That's right, Qin Luo has already provoked Jiang Xueqi and that Poison King couple anyway.
Why not take this opportunity to experiment a little?
Just as she thought of this.
Su Muwan felt something strange at her toes.
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?!
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.”
【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.)
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
