Su Luo was taking a stroll.
As he wandered, he arrived at Qing Bukuang's territory.
"Stop. Qing Mozi is handling important matters. No one is allowed to disturb him," one of Qing Bukuang's subordinates blocked Su Luo.
"Not even me?"
"Especially not you," the person blocking him replied with a sly smile.
By now, everyone knew that the other seven disciples were targeting Su Luo.
"Step aside."
"So, Su Mozi, you're forcing your way in? Hahaha," the subordinate laughed.
As he laughed, more people began to appear, surrounding Su Luo from all directions.
They all wore the same smiles, the same malicious intent.
Su Luo looked at them.
Hmph, most of them were unfamiliar, but a few looked vaguely familiar.
They were the core members of the other seven disciples.
One of them pointed to Qing Mozi's residence above and said, "Su Mozi, do you still plan to go up there now?"
......
Su Luo opened the door to the room.
Inside, he saw a familiar round table and familiar faces—the other seven disciples were all there.
Su Luo casually took a seat and said, "So, all of you are here."
"Su Luo!"
Why was he here?!
"We all bear the title of the seven disciples, yet you all distance yourselves from me. How heartless," Su Luo said with a playful tone.
Qing Bukuang's face darkened. "How did you get in?"
This was his territory. No one was supposed to disturb him. What were his subordinates doing?
"I walked in. Oh, your subordinates tried to stop me, but I gave them something, and they let me up," Su Luo replied.
What could he have given them to make them disobey Qing Bukuang's orders?
Qing Bukuang was curious.
"Don't bother calling them. I told them not to disturb us," Su Luo added.
"Su Luo, are you challenging my authority?" Qing Bukuang asked, his voice low.
In Qing Bukuang's territory, Su Luo had given orders to Qing Bukuang's subordinates, and they had obeyed.
Wasn't this a slap in Qing Bukuang's face?
"It's not that serious. Aren't you discussing important matters? Isn't it right for them not to disturb us?" Su Luo replied nonchalantly.
"So, why are you here?" Qing Bukuang decided to deal with his subordinates later. For now, he wanted to see what Su Luo was up to.
"So, what are you all discussing?" Su Luo answered the question with another question.
They couldn't openly discuss their plans to deal with Su Luo.
If they were absolutely confident, Qing Bukuang would have acted directly, but facing the enigmatic Su Luo, he felt it was better to be cautious.
So, he withheld some information.
"It's about Lin Xuan," Qing Bukuang said.
That was a reasonable excuse.
"I thought you were plotting against me. Turns out it's Lin Xuan. You do know I have a grudge against him, right? Let me listen in," Su Luo said.
Situ Ye finally found an opportunity to speak. "Su Luo, you should know we don't welcome you. Don't just barge in like this. It puts us in a difficult position."
Situ Ye threatened Su Luo.
Difficult position?
Su Luo rolled a die, and it landed on 10.
"How about now? Do you welcome me?"
Situ Ye was immediately silenced.
Qing Bukuang then said, "Fine, let Su Luo listen."
In truth, dealing with Su Luo in his own territory wasn't impossible.
But at what cost?
Qing Bukuang still remembered Su Luo's lightning strike. What if Su Luo had more tricks up his sleeve?
That would be a loss.
Moreover, even if they dealt with Su Luo, they couldn't kill him.
The higher-ups wouldn't allow the seven disciples to lose another member. If one of the seven died at the hands of another disciple, the higher-ups wouldn't be pleased.
So, there was no rush. They could let others test Su Luo's limits.
When they were confident, they could strike decisively.
Qing Bukuang was curious about what Su Luo was here to do.
But in the end, Su Luo did nothing.
Throughout the meeting, they did all the talking, and Su Luo just listened.
When asked for his opinion, he simply said, "Not bad."
It was suspiciously compliant, but no one could pinpoint what was off.
Finally, the meeting concluded. They had discussed several strategies to deal with Lin Xuan and would decide which to use based on the situation.
"So, what are you here for?" Cui Baiquan quietly asked Su Luo.
"Nothing much. Just here to listen to your brilliant ideas," Su Luo replied.
"Did you hear anything useful?"
"Not bad. It could work."
Work? More like a death sentence.
At that moment, Qing Bukuang opened the door.
"Su Luo, what did you do?!"
Qing Bukuang's roar startled the other seven disciples, who rushed out to see what was happening. Only Su Luo remained seated.
Outside, a blood-red array enveloped the area, filled with various tortures.
The subordinates of the seven disciples were trapped inside, suffering.
Some were hanging in the air, their cultivation sealed, suffocating.
Others were buried in the ground, only their feet visible, their heads crushed by the earth.
A blunt sword was drawn across the necks of those kneeling in a line, as if playing a violin. They were bound and unable to resist.
There were also some "two-player games," where two people were bound and took turns stabbing each other. If one refused, they were forced to stab.
At first, they tried to be gentle, but soon they were stabbing each other to death—survival of the fittest.
......
What a scene from hell.
Su Luo stepped out and said, "Not bad. If you had been any later, they'd all be dead. Now, one or two might survive. Lucky them."
With that, Su Luo casually kicked a stone, which struck the array and deactivated it.
Some were dead, some were crippled, and the survivors were just tough.
Su Luo understood the principle of leaving a way out for future encounters.
Though the "way out" he left wasn't much.
"Su Luo!"
"Are you sure you want to fight?" Su Luo asked calmly.
He must still have a trump card!
Qing Bukuang quickly calmed down. If that array were to activate again, could he break it?
"When did you set up that array?"
Such a massive disturbance, yet Qing Bukuang and the others hadn't noticed. The thought was terrifying.
"No need to explain. You wouldn't understand arrays anyway," Su Luo replied.
"You're ruthless."
"Me, ruthless? Don't tell me you haven't provoked me. My house is in ruins because of you."
Qing Bukuang was left speechless.
Mainly because they might not be able to defeat Su Luo, so arguing was pointless.
Strength was the ultimate truth.
Cui Baiquan said, "Su Luo, why did you target my subordinates too? I haven't offended you much, and we used to get along well!"
Cui Baiquan had only sent his subordinates to bother Su Luo as a formality.
"Oh, they blocked me," Su Luo replied.
Cui Baiquan cursed his subordinates in his heart for being so clueless.
But he was also deeply upset.
Su Luo didn't care about his feelings.
"I'm leaving now. Are you going to stop me?"
No one spoke. The array occasionally flickered, as if it might reactivate at any moment.
"What a pity. I had prepared something bigger for you, but it seems I won't get to use it."
Hearing this, the other seven disciples felt a sense of relief, grateful they hadn't acted impulsively.
Su Luo walked away with his head held high.
Watching Su Luo's confident departure, Cui Baiquan felt an inexplicable sense of envy.
Wasn't this the kind of demeanor he had always dreamed of?
"Su Luo!" Cui Baiquan seemed to have made a decision.
Suddenly, he slapped Qing Bukuang across the face.
Qing Bukuang, focused on Su Luo, never expected someone to hit him.
"Su Luo, did you see that? I slapped him. I'm on your side. Don't forget our agreement!"
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ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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?"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
