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'."
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
