Xue Ming was furious, absolutely livid!
When Xue Yuanyuan had contacted him earlier, saying she had seized the token, his heart had swelled with excitement.
But who would have thought that this airheaded junior sister would immediately hand the hard-won token over to An Yi?
The rage boiling in his chest twisted his face into something grotesque.
Standing beside Xue Ming, his twin sister Xue Ruirui sneered coldly, "Traitorous wretch! Look at what you've done!"
She was indeed furious!
Their clan had pledged allegiance to the Five Poisons Sect, and it was only through generations of their ancestors' blood and sacrifice that they had been granted the Xue surname.
Yet her own flesh and blood had betrayed the sect!
Xue Yuanyuan was on the verge of tears, protesting weakly, "Sis, it's not what you think!"
An Yi shouted loudly, "Don't worry, girl! Even if you're not a perfect ten, since you've chosen to follow me, I'll take care of you! I won't abandon you!"
"Shut up!" Xue Yuanyuan snapped, her eyes brimming with tears of frustration.
Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, considering pulling out his phone to record the scene, but hesitated and decided against it.
The atmosphere wasn’t right.
The moment the token of the Hongtian Secret Realm fell into An Yi’s hands, he became the target of everyone’s hostility.
Dozens of pairs of eyes, gleaming with greed, locked onto him.
An Yi said coolly, "Interesting. You all think you can bully the three of us?"
Xue Yuanyuan’s chest heaved with anger as she ground her teeth. "Who’s with you?!"
The gazes of the crowd turned dangerous.
They had been chasing this token all night, and now that it was in An Yi’s grasp, they weren’t about to let it go.
An Yi dangled the token, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Wasn’t interested in this thing before. But now I am!"
"Hand it over if you know what’s good for you!" Old Mo drew a blade from his waist.
It was made of wood!
Pink Gentleman Xiao Han flicked open his folding fan, adopting an offensive stance.
Wild Goose Spear Bai Ye said lazily, "Surrender it, and I’ll spare your life."
Xue Ming, the young master of the Five Poisons Sect, remained silent, his expression dark.
Unlike the others, he knew An Yi’s true strength.
It was better to wait and let others fight first—then reap the rewards.
An Yi chuckled. "It’s just a token. Don’t tell me none of you have one already?"
His words made Xue Ming and the others stiffen.
Among the four of them—Xue Ming, Bai Ye, and Xiao Han—all possessed tokens. Only Old Mo, the penniless fool, didn’t.
The atmosphere grew tense and unpredictable.
An Yi wasn’t the only one with a token, but the others weren’t easy targets either.
Pink Gentleman Xiao Han smirked wickedly. "So what if we do? We still want yours!"
Shing!
A longsword materialized in An Yi’s hand.
He slashed out in one fluid motion!
A flash of sword light!
The martial artists stared in shock as, behind them, a building marked for demolition was cleanly split in half by the strike.
"Was that… sword energy?"
An Yi smirked coldly. "If you still want to fight, come at me."
Pink Gentleman Xiao Han froze, touching the shallow cut on his cheek from the air blade. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
He’s strong!
That single move cowed the restless crowd.
In terms of strength, this kid was no weaker than the others. If everyone had tokens, why pick the toughest fight?
None of them were pushovers.
An Yi said indifferently, "If no one’s coming, then I’ll be taking this token."
Seeing the hesitation in the crowd, An Yi grinned arrogantly. "Old Lin, Yuanyuan, let’s go!"
"Who’s going with you?!" Xue Yuanyuan fumed.
"An Yi! Where do you think you’re going?!"
From the alley behind them, a muscular young man wrapped in white bandages emerged, dragging a massive blade behind him. He advanced step by step.
"The freak from the Yin-Yang Sect?" Xue Ming muttered under his breath, frowning.
The newcomer was none other than Xiao Yike, the Yin-Yang Demon Prodigy!
His bloodshot eyes locked onto An Yi, his breath coming in ragged, angry bursts.
"I’ve never met someone as shameless as you! Going on and on about how you ‘weren’t interested,’ then swiping my token!"
The moment those words left his mouth, the crowd’s gazes turned hostile again.
This kid had two tokens?!
Damn it!
An Yi clenched his fists, his eyebrow twitching.
One token was manageable—his strength could keep the crowd in check.
But two? That doubled their greed.
This was trouble.
Whoosh!
The martial artists closed in, surrounding An Yi, Lin Chen, and Xue Yuanyuan.
Xue Yuanyuan paled, looking desperately toward Xue Ming.
But Xue Ming ignored her, his eyes cold as he watched the spectacle unfold.
"An Yi, you—"
Xiao Yike took two steps forward, his massive blade raised.
Then, suddenly, the redness in his eyes faded. His bulging muscles shrank, his frame becoming leaner, his entire demeanor shifting.
"Boss! I’ll protect you!"
Xiao Yike brandished a short blade, positioning himself in front of An Yi as he glared at the encircling martial artists. "You’ll have to get through me first!"
"Go to hell!" An Yi kicked him away, sending him face-first into the dirt.
"Two-faced bastard!"
He hated people like that the most.
"Just remember to give me one of the tokens," Lin Chen said calmly, gripping his Lieyun Staff in a battle-ready stance.
An Yi chuckled. "No problem."
Old Mo struck first.
His body blurred into a shadow as his wooden blade slashed toward An Yi.
Clang!
Xiao Yike parried with his short blade, stepping forward to block the attack. "An Yi is my boss! You’re not touching him!"
Old Mo sneered. "Since when did you become his dog?"
Then, Xiao Yike’s eyes turned bloodshot again as he roared, "Yeah! When the hell did I become his dog?! Why am I protecting him?!"
Old Mo: "..."
This guy’s insane. Let’s take him out first.
Clang!
Old Mo’s lightning-fast slash was intercepted by a massive blade.
Xiao Yike, eyes crimson, snarled, "You dare attack me?! You’ve got a death wish!"
Old Mo’s attack seemed to be the signal—the martial artists surged forward.
Lin Chen raised a hand, and an invisible barrier of air held them back.
"What the—?! Why can’t we move?!"
"What kind of trick is this?!"
The martial artists felt an immense weight pressing down on them, as if something was crushing them from above.
An Yi’s lips twitched as he watched.
Same air manipulation technique, but why does he make it look so flashy?
Bang!
A gunshot rang out in the darkness!
A bullet struck true, blowing apart a martial artist’s skull.
The crowd froze in shock.
Bang!
Another shot.
A second martial artist dropped dead, his head obliterated.
Lin Chen’s brow furrowed as he glanced into the distance.
【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.)
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
