The entire hall fell silent.
The sound of people swallowing could be heard rising and falling throughout the room.
Everyone stared at Xiao Tian, who was kneeling on the ground with a foolish expression.
Their hearts were filled with contempt and disdain.
Finally, this farce was coming to an end.
What did this fool think would happen after offending Miss Su, even if he knew the Long family?
The Long family wouldn't risk an all-out war with the Su family over some fool!
On Xiao Tian's side.
He picked up the divorce agreement, unable to understand it, just smiling stupidly: "Hehe... fun..."
"Fun..."
As he spoke, he reached out toward Lin Wanrong, saying: "Wanrong... fun..."
However.
Slap!
Lin Wanrong immediately struck him across the face, screaming: "You worthless thing! Sign it!!!"
Then.
She beckoned to her subordinates.
A check was passed to her.
Lin Wanrong took the check and coldly looked down at Xiao Tian on the ground, slowly saying: "Xiao Tian, we've been husband and wife, and I don't know if you're truly insane or just pretending."
"But if you can understand what I'm saying, then sign this divorce agreement."
"This million will be yours."
"And we... will have nothing more to do with each other!"
Speaking, Lin Wanrong waved the check in front of Xiao Tian's face.
Somehow, something seemed to register.
Xiao Tian smiled foolishly as he picked up the pen from the ground, attempting to write his name on the divorce agreement stroke by stroke, guided by muscle memory.
What?
How does he still remember how to write his name when he's supposedly mentally impaired?
Qin Luo found it quite amusing.
However...
Truth be told...
At this moment, according to normal circumstances, shouldn't something happen?
Long Xiayue, watching Xiao Tian being humiliated and about to sign willingly, finally broke down crying: "Stop!! Xiao Tian!! Is this really what you want?!"
As the words fell.
Xiao Tian's hand slightly froze.
"Xiao Tian!! You are the Dragon King! Not some live-in son-in-law!!"
"Lord Dragon King! Please look up! If you sign this, these people will truly think you're just a fool!"
"And Lin Wanrong, whom you love, will end up with Wang Fugui!"
"Is that really what you want?!"
At these words.
Xiao Tian's expression froze, his signing hand trembling slightly.
Lin Wanrong... Wang Fugui...
Ugh—!
A sharp pain shot through his mind.
Xiao Tian's expression twisted in agony as he dropped the pen and clutched his head with both hands.
It seemed... seemed like strange memories were flooding back...
Seeing her words having an effect, Long Xiayue excitedly continued shouting: "Lord Dragon King! Do you really want to..."
Slap!
"Agh!"
Before she could finish.
A figure flashed in front of Long Xiayue.
It was Qin Luo!
He slapped her to interrupt her speech.
Then he looked with interest at Xiao Tian, who seemed to be struggling on the ground.
Wow~ So this is what novels call... the protagonist's moment of awakening?
Tsk tsk, worthy of being the companion of the chosen one, these words really are effective.
All that talk about love, bonds, romance....
But...
A hint of amusement flashed in Qin Luo's eyes.
The effect doesn't seem quite enough...
In that case, let's add more fuel to the fire.
After all.....
The Dragon King Palace's mission.... I haven't completed it yet~
Thinking this, Qin Luo shouted loudly at the struggling Xiao Tian: "You worthless thing! Stop struggling!"
"Once a live-in son-in-law, always a live-in son-in-law!!"
"After you divorce Lin Wanrong, she'll be much happier with Wang Fugui!"
"They'll marry, have children, live as one happy family! Together forever!!"
"Perhaps... one day when you're begging on the street, you'll blankly stare at a pregnant Lin Wanrong, radiating happiness but not recognizing you, as she tosses you a one-yuan coin."
"And at that moment, you'll probably curl up like a cockroach in some damp corner, crying and regretting that you ever offended my young miss!!"
Su Muwan, who had been enjoying the show, suddenly froze: ????
Long Xiayue held her slapped face, her head buzzing.
I.... got slapped?
Elder Ying hadn't reacted either.
By now he had been affected by Qin Luo's heart-piercing words.
How could Qin Luo... speak so viciously?
And at this moment.
A broken cry rang out.
"No!! Wanrong!! Don't leave me!! Aaaaah!!!"
Following the desperate cry.
Then.
Boom!
A surge of powerful energy instantly erupted from the stage.
Golden light blazed, air currents swirled.
Roar—!
Roar—!
Sounds like dragon calls gradually filled the banquet hall.
"What's happening?"
"What's going on?"
"Look at Xiao Tian!"
"Look at that live-in son-in-law!!"
Everyone was shocked, all turning to look at Xiao Tian.
They saw that.
The previously kneeling Xiao Tian with his broken expression... now...
His eyes had gradually regained their clarity!
He looked at the divorce agreement in his hands, his gaze sharpening.
Rip!
The divorce agreement was torn to pieces.
Then.
Xiao Tian slowly stood up, his expression changing from foolish despair to proud confidence.
He looked down at the guests with arrogant eyes.
Until he saw Qin Luo and Su Muwan.
Only then... did his eyes reveal deep killing intent.
An ice-cold voice emerged from his lips: "I... have returned."
As the words fell.
Hiss!!
Shock! Horror!
Everyone drew in sharp breaths, staring in amazement at Xiao Tian standing on the stage, surrounded by golden light.
How did this live-in son-in-law's aura become so overwhelming?!
Liu Li collapsed to the ground, frightened by this aura. When she recovered, she angrily shouted: "Rebellion! Rebellion!! The Lin family's live-in son-in-law is turning against his masters!!!"
Lin Wanrong also reacted, raising her hand angrily to strike at Xiao Tian: "You worth—"
However.
Slap!
The expected sound of a slap didn't come.
Xiao Tian had merely gently caught Lin Wanrong's wrist, then smiled: "Wanrong, though the six-year term isn't up, but....."
He looked coldly at Su Muwan: "My true identity.... can be revealed now."
As he spoke.
Golden light erupted from him.
A golden dragon's shadow actually circled around his body!!
"What!!!"
"The ninth level of the Dragon Art!!!"
"Lord Dragon King has achieved breakthrough even without the full six years!!!"
Elder Ying shouted in shock: "This accumulated power has exploded forth, Lord Dragon King's strength has reached unprecedented levels!"
"Even late-stage Grand Achievement realm masters might not be his match!!"
"Young Miss!! The previous Dragon King's judgment was correct!! Mr. Xiao Tian..... is a super genius!!!"
Elder Ying was already speaking incoherently, his eyes excited, lips trembling.
How many years, how many years!
Their Long family..... would once again dominate the martial arts world!!
They would no longer be suppressed by the Shangguan Family!
Come to think of it, why did Lord Dragon King suddenly breakthrough? Wasn't it before the six years were up?
Had he already experienced all seven emotions and six desires??
【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 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.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
