"Mid... mid-level?"
How dare someone speak to me like this?
Anger, uncontrollable anger surged in Jiang Zixuan's heart.
He looked at his poor sister Xueqi lying on the ground.
Then he turned to the two bullies flaunting their power before him.
An indescribable fury filled his heart.
How many years had it been since he felt such rage?
His family members were being bullied at will by these villains while he was away.
He started martial arts at 8, joined the Tiger Wolf Warrior Corps at 16, won the strongest title of [Tiger Marshal] at 20, and now at 28 had qualified for the International Warrior Corps Selection Tournament.
His life had been smooth sailing, and he was extremely protective of his family, especially his sister.
But... his precious little sister Xueqi, whom he cherished so much he couldn't bear to see her cry...
Now...
She had been bullied by this Miss Su Muwan and knocked to the ground, covering her face and sobbing.
His sister's tears were the thing he hated to see the most.
So...
Jiang Zixuan clenched his fists, his face dark as he looked at Qin Luo and Su Muwan, shouting angrily: "It's been a long time since I've felt such instinctive rage."
"Vicious woman! I hope you and your lackey can withstand this... surging fury of mine!!"
Boom!
As Jiang Zixuan's words fell.
His Early Stage of Mastery Realm cultivation burst forth in an instant.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!! Powerful air currents gushed out.
A sharp light flashed in Jiang Zixuan's eyes, like an enraged beast ready to pounce on its prey at any moment.
Around his body, powerful auras gathered like tangible whirlwinds visible to the naked eye.
Jiang Zixuan's anger erupted like a volcano, his voice echoing in the air like thunder: "Vicious woman!!!!"
"I'll show you the consequences of making my sister cry!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Swoosh!
Jiang Zixuan's figure instantly charged towards Qin Luo and Su Muwan.
His gaze filled with killing intent, he roared: "Tiger Wolf Fist!!"
He threw a punch carrying the momentum of a tiger's roar and a wolf's howl, heading straight for Qin Luo.
This punch contains all my anger. Su Muwan's little lackey, can you... withstand it?!
Jiang Xueqi also got up, her eyes shining with emotion.
Brother Zixuan, go for it!
You must win!
She seemed to recall how her brother would stand in front of her whenever she was bullied by bad guys when they were young.
Jiang Zixuan also thought tenderly, don't worry little sister Xueqi, your brother will definitely get jus...
However.
Slap!!
"Ugh!!"
Before Jiang Zixuan could finish his thought, suddenly, a crisp slapping sound broke his train of thought.
His body was instantly sent flying like a kite with cut strings, crashing into the wall on the side.
Bang!
He slammed heavily into the wall and then slowly fell down.
"Eh....."
Jiang Zixuan's mind went blank.
His expression froze.
A stinging pain instantly spread across his cheek, and he couldn't help but let out a groan of pain and confusion.
A hint of bewilderment flashed in his eyes, his cheek swelling rapidly, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
What... just happened?
The next second.
A mocking voice came.
"Heh, all that blabbering."
"Turns out to be useless trash."
"Mid-level, who do you think you are to dare threaten my young miss here?!"
Jiang Zixuan looked over with a stiff expression.
He saw.
Qin Luo walking over slowly, shaking his wrist, his expression full of derision.
This scene made Jiang Zixuan realize that he... had been slapped by the other party.
I... got hit?
Instantly, a sense of humiliation surged in his heart. Jiang Zixuan glared at Qin Luo, struggling to stand up: "You... how dare you hit me..."
Slap!
"Ugh!"
Before he could finish.
Qin Luo flashed over and slapped him again.
He looked at Jiang Zixuan, who was holding his face in shock, and mocked: "So what if I hit you?"
"I don't care if you're the Tiger Marshal, Wolf Marshal, Dragon Marshal, or whatever marshal!"
"Here in Jiang City!"
"If you're a tiger, you'd better lie down! If you're human... you'd better kneel!!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking.
[Pressure] activated!
In an instant, a powerful force that shook Jiang Zixuan's soul surged out.
Boom!!!
Under this extreme pressure, he involuntarily bent his knees.
Thud!!
Then he fell heavily to his knees without hesitation.
Impossible!
"!!!"
Jiang Zixuan's pupils contracted.
His heart felt incredibly incredulous.
What!
What kind of technique is this?!
Get up! Get up!!
Jiang Zixuan roared inwardly.
"Brother!"
Jiang Xueqi cried out in panic and shock.
Her brother Zixuan... actually kneeled to that nasty lackey?
(⊙o⊙）
Su Muwan watched, blinking her eyes.
She looked at Qin Luo with shining eyes and disbelief.
Hiss!!
Qin Luo, you can really handle the protagonist!
Feeling his sister's gaze.
Jiang Zixuan felt extremely humiliated inside. He raised his head and shouted angrily at Su Muwan behind Qin Luo: "Vicious woman! How dare you let someone humiliate me like this..."
"How dare you!!!"
Slap!
"Ugh!"
Before he could finish.
Qin Luo slapped him again, coldly smiling: "Who do you think you are to dare speak so rudely to my young miss?"
"Looks like you need to be taught a lesson to know your place!"
With that.
Slap!
Qin Luo backhanded another slap.
"This slap is for your disloyalty and unfilial behavior, daring to speak so arrogantly when you see my young miss!"
Slap!
Another slap landed!
"This slap is for your insolence, not kneeling and paying respects when you see my young miss!"
Slap!
Yet another slap!
"This slap is for your arrogance, raising a useless sister who offended my young miss's noble eyes!"
Slap slap slap slap slap!!!
"These slaps are to educate you on behalf of your parents! To warn you not to provoke those you shouldn't!"
Slap!
"The last slap is because you're too ugly!!!"
A series of slapping sounds rang out.
Jiang Zixuan's head was ringing from the blows.
His consciousness gradually scattered, his heart feeling incredibly incredulous.
Wh... what?
I actually... have no power to fight back?
Impossible!
Move!! Move!!
Little sister Xueqi is still watching, if I lose, she will surely suffer at the hands of this vicious woman!
Su Muwan watched as storms raged in her heart.
Her little mouth opened slightly.
Oh my god!! Oh my god!! Oh my god!!
He's been slapped so many times!!
This guy is the Tiger Marshal! Not some enduring son-in-law like the Dragon King!!
By all rights, after being beaten like this, someone else should have come to help by now!
But! But no matter how much Qin Luo slapped him, still no one came?
What's going on?
Jiang Xueqi stood frozen in place, her mind blank.
Why... why was her brother Zixuan kneeling there letting himself be slapped?
Why....
Her eyes reddened, and she couldn't help but cry out chokingly: "Brother Zixuan!! Fight back!! Your sister Xueqi believes you can defeat the bad guys!! Don't lose, Brother Zixuan!!!"
As soon as she finished speaking.
Su Muwan's face changed in a flash.
She quickly looked towards Jiang Xueqi.
Oh no!!
Wasn't this the scene she had encountered in her previous life?
As long as the protagonist's someone someone calls out, they will surely surge with endless belief and burst out with unparalleled power in battle!
Could it be!
Su Muwan hurriedly looked at Jiang Zixuan.
She saw.
Jiang Zixuan seemed to realize something when he heard Jiang Xueqi's crying and cheering.
That's right...
His bewildered expression gradually returned, and then... slowly became determined.
I can't let little sister Xueqi down. I still have family, I still have friends.
If I lose, little sister Xueqi will surely suffer at the hands of this pair of bullies.
So.....
I!!!
"Cannot lose!!"
"Vicious woman!! How dare you humiliate me like this!!"
"I will tear you and your lackey to pieces!!"
Jiang Zixuan roared, boom!
His entire body's cultivation surged, he... actually broke through at this moment?!
And he realized that he could move again.
Jiang Xueqi's face was filled with wild joy. She exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Zixuan!! Keep going!!"
Brother Zixuan, Xueqi had always believed you could do it.
You can definitely defeat the bad guys!
Su Muwan also sensed things were going badly, and prepared to take action to quickly finish this and leave with Qin Luo.
However...
What no one expected was...
"How noisy."
Slap!!!
"Pfft!"
Qin Luo merely glanced at Jiang Zixuan, whose cultivation had suddenly increased, before backhanding him with another slap.
This time, it was laced with poison.
Boom!
The force of this palm strike was astonishingly powerful.
It sent Jiang Zixuan flying directly into the wall. He slammed heavily against it, spitting out a mouthful of greenish poisoned blood.
One side of his face visibly began to rot and decay.
[Lackey Ghost Poison Palm]! Activated!
"What... what...."
Jiang Zixuan slowly slid down the wall and crumpled to the ground, his pupils quaking.
His face was filled with disbelief.
I... lost again?
Jiang Xueqi's expression, which had been overjoyed just moments ago, instantly froze. Huh?
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.)
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
