The Southern Continent.
Inside a café named Safe Zone in a certain shopping mall.
The originally quiet and peaceful café suddenly became lively.
Gu Qianqian, who had been quietly playing the piano, slowly stopped her hands.
She listened to the waves of cheering echoing through the café.
The hero of Great Xia is still alive!
He and his disciple beat the evil Ancient Clan to a pulp.
I heard that with just the cultivation of a Martial Venerable, he defeated two Martial Saints in a row.
Maybe there's still a glimmer of hope for this damned world.
Although he has hostages now, it's still very dangerous. The Ancient Clan has over three hundred and eighty Martial Saints.
...
Gu Qianqian listened with curiosity.
She couldn't see the live television broadcast or the screens of the mobile phones.
Her world was made entirely of sounds.
And the black-and-white souls standing before her.
At this moment, a young man with brown hair, blue eyes, an aquiline nose, and large black-rimmed glasses brought over a cup of coffee.
He was a part-time waiter at the café.
And could be considered Qianqian's colleague.
Qianqian, here's the latte I made for you.
Gu Qianqian smiled and took the coffee.
Thank you, George.
The young man named George didn't leave after setting down the coffee.
Instead, he stared at the blind Qianqian, observing her carefully.
His eyes were filled with curiosity and shyness.
Qianqian, did you know? Our hero is back.
He's an Easterner just like you, the Great Xia hero Chen Feng.
He just defeated two Martial Saints of the Ancient Clan and saved his disciple, Scarface.
The Great Xia hero is really cool. The phantom revealed in his martial arts domain looked just like a god.
...
George tried his best to describe this thrilling event to the beautiful blind girl before him.
Qianqian listened attentively as her good friend described the image of her master, Chen Feng.
She found it quite amusing.
She really liked this friend.
His soul was clean and pure, as snow-white as her master's used to be.
Furthermore, George often came to talk to her.
Telling her about all sorts of things happening in the outside world.
Qianqian asked curiously:
I remember the Great Xia hero Chen Feng was supposed to be your enemy, wasn't he?
Chen Feng once trapped and killed hundreds of thousands of your martial artists in the Kunlun Mountains.
George hurriedly shook his head and said:
At first, Chen Feng was indeed a wanted criminal here, with a very high bounty.
But regarding the Kunlun Mountains incident, it was our people who wanted to destroy Great Xia's dragon vein.
If it were me, I would have protected my country just like Chen Feng did.
Qianqian hadn't expected these people to think this way.
She also understood a truth in her heart; this must be what it means to put oneself in someone else's shoes.
She couldn't help but think of the Ancient Clan.
The Ancient Clan would never do this.
Anyone who did anything detrimental to the Ancient Clan's interests was their sworn enemy.
Even the Qilin was no exception.
Beside her, George was still pouring out his thoughts.
Because Qianqian was one of the few people willing to listen to his long speeches.
The person I admired the most when I was a kid was the Great Xia hero.
I was still in elementary school back then, and all my classmates called Chen Feng the Dragon-Slaying Brave.
It's just a pity that he failed to stop the war, failed to slay the dragon, and was ultimately killed by the evil Ancient Clan. But he remains a hero to the whole world.
Now the world has plunged into chaos, and the evil Ancient Clan is even using our children to feed that evil Eastern dragon.
Just when we need the next hero the most, he has appeared once again.
And tomorrow, the Great Xia hero biopic that Cameron has been filming for five years is finally hitting the theaters.
As a result of the breaking news that the Great Xia hero is still alive, all movie tickets for the next week have been fully booked.
...
Qianqian smiled.
She hadn't realized her master was so popular.
Someone had even made a biographical film specifically for him.
Just then, a voice interrupted the passionately speaking George.
Hey! George, I must remind you.
If you don't get back here, our customers won't be able to drink their coffee, nor will they hear the beautiful music.
George realized he had been away for too long.
He hurriedly said:
Let's talk next time.
He quickly turned around and went back to work.
Qianqian picked up the latte and took a small sip.
The roasted aroma, bitterness, and sweetness appeared all at once.
It was her favorite drink nowadays.
Qianqian hoped that this painful world could be like this cup of coffee, possessing more of that roasted aroma and sweetness.
The beautiful piano playing resumed.
As the notes drifted through the air.
In the mall, a dozen meters away, a thief was quietly reaching out his hand, planning to steal something.
Suddenly, he let out a scream of terror.
He grabbed his wrist in agony.
The hand he had just reached out had bizarrely detached from his wrist and fallen to the ground.
The cut was perfectly smooth.
Amidst his painful wails, the beautiful and melodious piano music echoed in his ears.
Gu Qianqian was like a god, dominating the domain where she resided.
No evil could hide within the sound of her piano.
The Holy Capital.
Gu Yang stared fixedly at Chen Feng.
How did you get out of the White Tiger Abyss?
Chen Feng curled his lips into a smile, showing no intention of hiding anything.
I climbed out.
Gu Yang frowned.
He didn't believe Chen Feng's words at all.
They knew very well the horrors of the White Tiger Abyss.
Even a peak Martial Saint stepping inside would instantly have their vitality drained dry and then be swallowed into the abyss by the Tiger Fiend.
Beside him, Gu Chen also couldn't understand how Chen Feng had made it out alive.
As for climbing out, he considered it absolutely impossible.
After pondering it over, he thought of one possibility.
That was the Qilin.
He remembered that day, after Chen Feng fell into the White Tiger Abyss, the heavily injured Qilin had jumped down after him.
Could it be that the Qilin had rescued Chen Feng at the critical moment?
Otherwise, it simply made no sense.
However, the most important thing right now was not to obsess over how Chen Feng had returned alive.
But rather to figure out a way to save their clansman.
Gu Yang looked at the clansman beside Chen Feng and asked coldly:
What exactly do you want in order to let my clansman go?
Chen Feng said straightforwardly:
It's very simple. You let us go, and I'll let your man go.
At this moment, a young man shouted:
Patriarch! We can't let him go!
We must kill him to comfort the soul of Mr. Bowen in heaven.
Others also echoed:
We absolutely cannot let Chen Feng go!
And his disciple too, we can't let him leave alive either!
Chen Feng listened with a chuckle.
However, his figure suddenly vanished.
Gu Yang shouted loudly:
Oh no! He's trying to escape!
Quick, stop him!
Instantly, over a hundred Martial Saints blocked all the exits of the arena.
For a moment, all the participants in the arena grew tense.
Looking at the Ancient Clan's current posture.
It seemed they had no intention of letting any of them leave.
Yet, to their astonishment, Chen Feng hadn't fled.
It was just that now, Chen Feng was holding two more people in his hands.
They were precisely the two young men who had just threatened to kill him.
The moment he grabbed the two.
He immediately used the Northern Darkness Divine Art, mercilessly devouring their vitality and cultivation bases until nothing was left.
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."
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
