A group of people were at a loss, but didn't dare ask.
"And the ones who bullied my little brother are disciples of our Sky Demon Sect."
"This puts me in a difficult position! Tell me what I should do?"
The group still hadn't realized something was wrong, and unanimously shouted: "Severely punish the perpetrators, get justice for the Sect Leader's little brother, we must not let these troublesome villains damage the sect's reputation."
Lin Qingying repeatedly applauded: "Very good, I'm pleased you all realize this."
"Since you are all demanding this, I naturally can't refuse."
"Chu Yanran, bring the rod over to me."
"Yes, Master."
At this point, the group realized something was off.
"Sect Leader, what are you doing?"
"We admit our mistake, spare us!"
"Ah~"
"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."
The screams, like those of pigs being slaughtered, made the other Sky Demon Sect disciples' scalps tingle.
"Those unlucky ones provoked the Sect Leader again?"
"I think it's Wu Hao and the others."
"Heaven can forgive man-made disasters, but man-made disasters cannot be survived!"
After half an hour, Wu Hao and the others emerged from Lin Qingying's room with bruised faces, limping.
"Phew~ I feel much better now," Lin Qingying heaved a long sigh.
"Master, is this okay?"
"Do you really think I'm just venting for little Xiao Lian? Xiao Lian is just a pretext.
"If we don't deal with them now, it'll be too late once they cause real trouble."
"I understand now."
Seeing that Chu Yanran didn't say anything, Lin Qingying secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart: [Phew~ This girl is still so easy to fool. When she goes to speak on my behalf to Wu Hao, they'll still have to thank me for my good intentions. Really killing two birds with one stone!]
On Tang Xiaoyu's side, going through what just happened, little Lian had also become very careful, not looking at what she shouldn't, not asking what she shouldn't, just keeping her head down working.
After hanging up the banners and inserting the flags, there was no need for lights since it was daytime.
They chose appropriate locations to place the projection and audio equipment, the backdrop for the stage had already been painted according to requirements long ago, with the guardian treasures of the Six Major Sects as the main motif in different places.
After working hard for half a day, everything was finally prepared.
On Forget-Worry Peak, Old Zhou was doing final mobilization.
"Have you remembered everything I gave you these past few days?"
"Remembered."
"Very good. Don't forget to bring those things tomorrow. We'll rehearse one last time and everyone can rest after."
After speaking, Old Zhou walked onto the stone table. The disciples below were like they lost their minds, shouting loudly: "Elder Zhou!"
Old Zhou then started singing, while the disciples below waved their hands and sang along.
Seeing the disciples cooperate so well, Old Zhou was very satisfied.
[Little Tang, let's see how you compare with me tomorrow. This time, I will definitely suppress you.]
On the Main Peak, Tang Xiaoxue and Yu Die were preparing supplies to cheer for Tang Xiaoyu.
"Xiaoxue, isn't it bad if we write our names on signs? Wouldn't that expose the relationship between you and your brother?"
"Don't worry. As long as I conceal it well, who would oppose me?"
"You're right."
"Senior sister, tomorrow we'll bring over two tables so we can make up for the disadvantage in numbers."
"Xiaoxue, I heard that Forget-Worry Peak's parade is very big this time. Didn't they make a rule that outer sect disciples have to be brought along too?"
"That's why our signs have to be bigger, and we have to stand higher up."
In the Sky Demon Sect Leader's room, Lin Qingying leaned on one hand, while the other hand kept tapping the table.
"Yanran, organize some people to cheer for Xiaoyu tomorrow."
"Master, this puts me in a difficult position!"
"If you don't do it, it'll put me in a difficult position. If I'm in a difficult position, you won't be better off."
Chu Yanran gave a black-lined smile: "You win."
Under Wang Ziyan's lead, Tang Xiaoyu's group finally had the fortune to tour a cultivation sect's gate.
Seeing the three's wide-eyed expressions, Wang Ziyan felt exceptionally proud.
After arranging lodging for the three, Wang Ziyan left.
The next early morning, the long bell chime reminded everyone to gather at the square.
The inner sect disciples trickled into the square one by one, and were shocked seeing the banners fluttering in the wind around the square.
"What's this? Looks pretty good."
"I don't know either!"
"Don't worry, we'll find out soon."
Just then, a woman's voice rang out across the entire square.
"Hey everyone, please gather according to your signs, don't run around everywhere. The Sect Leaders and Elders will arrive soon."
Wang Ziyan held the newly made microphone, directing order at the scene.
With the arrival of disciples from various major sects, it also signaled the upcoming start of the exchange conference.
After everyone was standing in position, Tang Xiaoyu and Wang Ziyan walked onto the stage.
Tang Xiaoyu was dressed in black robes, his short hair making him look spirited and agile.
Wang Ziyan wore a long white dress, with a simple bun, making her look no longer green, but rather mature beauty.
Wang Ziyan: "Esteemed seniors, fellow disciples."
Tang Xiaoyu: "Ladies and gentlemen."
Together: "Good morning everyone!"
Wang Ziyan: "I'm the host, Ziyan."
Tang Xiaoyu: "I'm the host, Xiaoyu."
Wang Ziyan: "Today's sunshine is bright and beautiful."
Tang Xiaoyu: "Today's golden wind is fresh and pleasant."
............
Wang Ziyan: "Attending today's opening ceremony of the exchange conference, we have the seniors..."
Tang Xiaoyu: "Qingyun Sword Sect's Li Sect Leader, Sky Demon Sect's Lin Sect Leader..."
Wang Ziyan: "Let's welcome the seniors' entrance with warm applause!"
Then, under thunderous applause, the Sect Leaders and Elders of each major sect entered and took their seats.
Tang Xiaoyu: "Next, let's appreciate the Thousands Shadow Sect's dance performance. Welcome!"
With a woman with perfect looks and figure taking the stage, the male disciples below started getting restless.
As the woman started dancing gracefully, the cheers below grew louder and louder.
After that was each sect's performance of their skills and talents: some sword dancing, some zither playing, some demonstrations of mastery.
After ten programs, only the Sky Demon Sect and the Qingyun Sword Sect hadn't showcased anything.
The Sky Demon Sect didn't prepare anything at all. Lin Qingying intended to have Tang Xiaoyu perform on the Sky Demon Sect's behalf from the start.
As a result, she forgot about it.
Wang Ziyan: "Next, please enjoy the song 'Hero's Tear'."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
