A few days later, Li Siyi set off with Su Luo.
Soon after, Su Luo caught sight of Lin Xuan and the others.
"What bad luck, running into Lin Xuan again. Let's take a different route," Su Luo muttered, about to detour, but Li Siyi stopped him.
"We're not lost. The senior brothers and sisters are taking us out to broaden our horizons," Li Siyi explained.
"No thanks," Su Luo flatly refused.
Han Ying'er chimed in, "Su Luo, aren't you close with Qin San? No need to be shy."
"Everyone's here, let's not waste time. Hurry up," Qin San, clearly impatient, tossed everyone onto the flying mount and took off.
The reason for his irritation was that Qin San had confessed his feelings to Han Ying'er the day before, hoping to become her cultivation partner.
He felt it was time to make a final decision and not drag things out any longer.
But he was rejected.
Her reason? She had always seen him as an older brother.
Qin San couldn't accept this. He spent the entire night sleepless, growing more agitated the more he thought about it.
Deep down, however, he still held a sliver of hope. Perhaps in the secret realm, Han Ying'er would come to adore him.
On the flying mount, Su Luo glared at Li Siyi, displeased.
"You set me up?"
Li Siyi quickly apologized, but Su Luo remained unresponsive.
"Alright, alright, we're all together now. Let's try to enjoy ourselves," Yuan Jie broke the silence.
"That's right. I heard there's some tension between Su Luo and Lin Xuan. How about giving us senior brothers and sisters some face and settling things here?"
Li Siyi added, "Yes, as Su Luo's childhood friend, I don't want to see him go down the wrong path. That's why I brought him out to interact more with Lin Xuan and resolve their conflict. Lin Xuan, why don't you apologize?"
Lin Xuan: ?
Why am I the one apologizing? What did I do wrong?
For a moment, Lin Xuan considered many things.
Was Su Luo's presence a warning that Qin San was up to something? Was there something unusual about this secret realm?
Was Li Siyi asking him to apologize to mend fences with Su Luo? But if they reconciled, could Su Luo still act as a spy?
In truth, Lin Xuan was overthinking it. Li Siyi simply wanted an excuse to bring Su Luo along, and this reason seemed plausible enough.
Su Luo, however, wasn't having it. As the antagonist, there was no way he'd reconcile with the protagonist.
"Fine, fine, let's shake hands and make peace," Su Luo said with a smile, extending his hand.
But the moment their hands met, Su Luo squeezed Lin Xuan's hand with all his might, his face contorted as if exerting every ounce of strength.
Lin Xuan, however, remained unfazed. Su Luo's grip was weaker than expected and couldn't harm him at all.
Seeing this, it was clear reconciliation was out of the question.
Han Ying'er, who had tried to mediate, could only sigh silently, hoping they might resolve their differences during the secret realm journey.
......
After a day of flying, Qin San and the group landed to rest.
Li Siyi pulled Su Luo aside for a private conversation.
"What now? I'm not accepting your apology."
"Aren't you curious why I brought you along?"
"Why?"
"I heard this secret realm can accelerate cultivation."
Hmph, as if you "heard." Qin San didn't even tell Han Ying'er. You probably found out through one of your dreams and want a piece of the action.
"That's still no excuse for keeping me in the dark."
"Alright, don't be mad. Consider this me owing you a favor. Come with me to cultivate this time."
A favor? Wait, didn't I come out this time to repay a favor to Li Siyi?
Now not only have I repaid it, but I've also gained another one.
Seems like a win.
Wait, Su Luo, Su Luo, how could you fall into a woman's trap?
"Make it two favors."
"Fine, I'll owe you three. Just forgive me, okay?"
"Hmph, that's more like it."
With these three favors in hand, if Li Siyi ever loses control again, I can make her comply.
Given Li Siyi's personality, she wouldn't break her promise.
Hehe, Li Siyi couldn't help but chuckle. Su Luo's tsundere expression reminded her of her younger self.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Luo was puzzled. You owe me three favors. What's so funny?
"I remembered something happy. I've reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment."
"Oh, and?"
"Aren't you jealous? What stage are you at?"
"Late-stage Qi Refinement."
Su Luo was still pretending to be at the late-stage of Qi Refinement.
Liar. Li Siyi guessed Su Luo was likely at the Foundation Establishment level, similar to her.
"See? Your cultivation is so weak. That's why coming along was the right choice."
Why would I tell you even if my cultivation is high?
"I have my own ways to improve."
"Like what?"
"Seeking Elder Yan Xi."
"Can we even have a proper conversation?"
......
While Su Luo and Li Siyi were having their private chat, Qin San also called out Zhuo Mingyuan, one of the four talents.
"Mingyuan, I want to ask you something today. How do you think Han Ying'er feels about you?"
"Just a fellow disciple."
"Don't lie to me. We're brothers."
"Do you suspect there's something between us?"
"Don't laugh, but I confessed to Han Ying'er yesterday, asking her to be my cultivation partner, and she rejected me."
"Why? We all thought you two would end up together."
"Yeah, I don't get it either. Do you know why?"
"I don't."
Deep down, Zhuo Mingyuan had once harbored feelings for Han Ying'er, but after learning Qin San liked her too, he buried that secret deep within.
"Is that so?" Qin San sighed, feeling helpless.
In truth, Qin San wondered if Han Ying'er had rejected him because she liked someone else.
His first suspect was Zhuo Mingyuan, as he was the only plausible candidate, but without evidence, he decided to test the waters.
Clearly, he didn't gain any useful information.
On the second day of their journey, they rested again.
This time, Qin San pulled aside Yuan Jie, another of the four talents, for a private talk.
"Yuan Jie, you're so close with Han Ying'er. Do you know who she likes?"
"Isn't it you?"
Qin San forced a bitter smile. "She rejected me a few days ago."
"What? Why?"
"That's what I want to know. It's been driving me crazy."
"There must be some misunderstanding."
"Probably not. Do I have no chance?"
"That's not true."
"Then why did she reject me?" Qin San looked crestfallen.
Yuan Jie, impulsively, blurted out, "Qin San, what do you think of me?"
"You're great."
"Just great? I guess I still can't compare to Han Ying'er."
"Don't say that. You both have your strengths."
"But you'll never appreciate mine."
"Yuan Jie, you..."
"That's right, Qin San. I like you. But I know you'll only ever like Han Ying'er, so... forget I said anything. I'll help you find out why she rejected you."
With that, Yuan Jie turned and walked away without looking back.
Qin San was left stunned. He had no idea Yuan Jie had feelings for him.
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.”
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
