"Master?"
When these two words slipped from the lips of the fake Luo Zhao, carrying an undertone of absolute devotion, Gu Chengyin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. This scene was a bit too straightforward and tempting.
Didn't this mean he could do whatever he wanted with this lofty and aloof Her Highness?
With a trace of curiosity and a testing mindset, Gu Chengyin reached out a finger, tapped lightly on the fake Luo Zhao's chin, and gently tilted it up.
The breathtakingly beautiful face was submissively raised, and a pair of phoenix eyes met his gaze without any evasion.
Her gaze was clear and calm, carrying an attentiveness that awaited his instructions.
The only things missing were the anger, coldness, and disdain that the real Luo Zhao should have.
She was like an exquisitely crafted vase.
Meanwhile, the real Luo Zhao, forced to witness all of this, had her phantom form trembling violently, almost unable to maintain its shape!
She watched helplessly as this man used such a profane gesture to lift her chin!
If Gu Chengyin harbored any ill intentions at this moment, out here on the top-floor terrace, no one could stop him, and no one could save her!
Given her looks, temperament, status, and position... probably no man would let such an opportunity slip by.
The ultimate sense of humiliation and powerlessness, mixed with a chilling despair, instantly engulfed the real Luo Zhao's soul.
She had even foreseen the unbearable scenes that might follow.
"So this day has finally come..."
However, in the next second, Gu Chengyin's finger released her.
He even took half a step back, scanning her from top to bottom as if examining a piece of art.
Then, as if offering a critique, he casually gave his conclusion:
"Beautiful, truly beautiful. It's just a pity that her temper is so awful. Always putting on airs like a princess. A classic case of fair without but foul within."
The real Luo Zhao: "?"
Her grief, indignation, and despair, which had built up to the peak, were abruptly choked back by this sudden negative review!
What did he mean by fair without but foul within?
What did he mean by putting on airs like a princess?
She was a princess to begin with! And the only Princess of the Great Luo at that!
Was this guy actually disdaining her!?
After finishing his critique, Gu Chengyin waved his hand. "You just keep pretending... keep enjoying the breeze here. I'll be taking my leave."
With that, he turned and walked toward the door.
Halfway there, remembering another matter, he added without looking back:
"Oh, right. Later, if Shangguan Yunying asks you about teaching me cultivation methods, just tell her you agreed and tell her to make sure she puts her heart into it."
"Yes."
The fake Luo Zhao responded meekly, watching Gu Chengyin's figure disappear through the doorway.
When Gu Chengyin came downstairs, Chen Busha and Shangguan Yunying were already waiting in the hall.
"Manager Gu, you were looking for me?" Chen Busha stepped forward and cupped his fists.
"Yes, General Chen." Gu Chengyin gestured for the two to enter a quiet side hall.
"Yunying, the map."
Shangguan Yunying took out the military map and spread it out on the table.
Gu Chengyin walked up to the map, his finger pointing precisely at the area between Beihe City and Liming City.
"General Chen, Her Highness needs you to execute this matter personally," Gu Chengyin said with a serious expression.
"Draw three thousand elites from the Golden Feather Guards. Have them re-equip with standard heavy armor, carry complete heavy military ordnance, and three days' worth of rations."
Gu Chengyin drew a circle in the middle area with his finger:
"Your mission is to march in secret along the direction toward Liming City and find an absolutely hidden place to lie in ambush."
"You don't need to move fast, but you must remain concealed. At the very least, you cannot be discovered by the rebel army before Her Highness regroups with you."
Chen Busha's gaze focused. Although doubts suddenly arose in his heart, he did not ask further, only replying in a deep voice, "This general understands! This matter is of great importance. I will personally select the personnel and formulate the route and plan."
Gu Chengyin nodded in satisfaction and added, "The remaining twenty-seven thousand men will continue to move with Her Highness."
"Rest assured, General Chen, wearing heavy armor is not for combat. You are not being abandoned as pawns, but are part of a strategic intention."
"As long as you stay hidden, there won't be any casualties."
"Her Highness will rendezvous with you. The specific timing and location will be issued through the Luoshan Token when the time comes."
"Understood!" Chen Busha cupped his fists to accept the order. "Does Her Highness have any other instructions?"
"The time window is very ample, so you don't all have to set out together. For the sake of concealment, you can make your move after nightfall."
Chen Busha said no more. He turned and strode away, his steps already carrying the solemnity of executing a secret mission.
Gu Chengyin checked the time and said to Shangguan Yunying, "Once General Chen finishes his arrangements, it will be about time to assemble."
Shangguan Yunying gave a soft mm, appearing a bit absent-minded.
She was still preoccupied with another matter in her heart, one that unsettled her far more than this.
"Um... Manager Gu." She hesitated for a moment but couldn't help speaking up, her voice much softer than usual. "Is Her Highness doing well?"
"Her Highness is doing great. She's up there enjoying the breeze," Gu Chengyin replied casually.
"No, that's not what I'm asking..." Shangguan Yunying bit her lower lip and raised her eyes to look at Gu Chengyin.
"I'm asking... didn't you go up just now to request..."
Her words became almost inaudible toward the end.
Gu Chengyin suddenly realized what she meant and announced very crisply:
"Oh, you mean the matter of learning cultivation methods. Her Highness agreed."
He paused, looking at Shangguan Yunying's instantly widened beautiful eyes, and added, "Not only did she agree, but she also specifically instructed that you must put your heart into teaching me and hold nothing back."
"Ah."
Shangguan Yunying let out a soft gasp. Although she had a premonition, hearing this official notice with her own ears still made her heart skip a beat.
She froze for a moment, then quickly adjusted her expression, trying hard to make her voice return to its usual calm and professional tone, and nodded:
"I understand. Since it is Her Highness's verbal decree, Yunying shall naturally comply."
"Please rest assured, Manager Gu. I... will definitely do my utmost to teach you well."
However, her slightly reddened earlobes betrayed that her heart was far less calm than her outward appearance.
Seeing Shangguan Yunying's reaction, a mischievous and playful thought suddenly arose in Gu Chengyin's mind.
"Yunying."
"Hmm?"
Hearing Gu Chengyin's voice, Shangguan Yunying, who was just about to leave, stopped in her tracks.
"Say, if I requested to have you, do you think Her Highness would agree?"
Request to have me?
These words left Shangguan Yunying unable to react for a moment.
Have her do what? Continue teaching? Or...
No.
In a flash of lightning, she understood the deeper meaning behind Gu Chengyin's words.
"Manager Gu, you!" Shangguan Yunying instantly widened her eyes.
Looking at the distinctly teasing smile on the other party's face.
How could she not know that he was doing this on purpose?
Feeling both shy and annoyed, she stomped her foot and tossed out a sentence:
"It's time to assemble!" With that, she left without looking back, leaving behind only a flustered trail of fragrant breeze.
Gu Chengyin watched the beauty's hastily fleeing back and couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.
Teasing this woman occasionally was actually quite interesting.
And this scene was seen crystal clear by the real Luo Zhao beside him, whose mood was already extremely complicated.
Watching Gu Chengyin leave her, an absolutely obedient and stunning crown princess, untouched.
And instead have the leisure to flirt with her personal female official.
What did this mean?
She was Her Royal Highness, the Princess.
Was she really less attractive than a mere female official?!
Did this guy have any taste at all?!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.”
