Han Tianque was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and was speechless for a moment. It took him a long time to calm down.
"No, that's not right."
But in a flash, he suddenly realized that this was not a dog at all, but a powerful Devouring Demon Wolf among the demon beasts.
A Devouring Demon Wolf at the Venerable level...
Even among the Devouring Demon Wolf clan, it must be a pillar-like existence!
And looking at the leash around its neck, it seemed to have been kept as a dog?
Who could have done this?
Wow!
Shocked, he tilted his head and looked at Wu Yonghong and the others, then asked, "Who are they working for?"
"What do you think?"
Although Guan Yunpeng said this, the answer was already very obvious, making Han Tianque's whole body tremble.
The Martial Venerable farming.
The Martial Venerable carrying dung.
The Demon Lord of the Devouring Demon Wolf clan used as a dog!
Phew!
With successive shocks, Han Tianque felt his whole head go blank, and even breathing became difficult.
At the same time, he also suddenly realized a terrible fact, that the person who bullied his apprentice and the person who gave Guan Yunpeng an opportunity were the same person.
And he was a true expert!
That meant his apprentice Ye Bei was not exaggerating.
And he, in a fit of rage, had almost chopped down the home of the expert with his sword.
Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he felt his legs go weak, losing the will for revenge.
Perhaps Han Tianque had a fiery temper, and had always forged ahead fearlessly for his sword skills.
But there was a time and place for everything.
Even the Martial Venerables carrying dung for him, how could he, a peak Martial Venerable, even qualify to squeeze between his teeth?
At the same time, he finally understood why Guan Yunpeng had stopped him, and even regardless of their past friendship, fought fiercely against him.
"Old Man Guan, I..."
He looked at Guan Yunpeng with an awkward expression.
"Humph, don't talk to me," Guan Yunpeng barked. "Just now I was lenient on you and didn't kill you directly. You're lucky."
"I..."
Han Tianque didn't know what to say for a moment. He also knew that he had caused tremendous trouble, and asked weakly, "Then what should we do now?"
"What to do?"
"Humph, with the commotion we caused here, do you think they don't know?" Guan Yunpeng shouted.
Han Tianque lowered his head gloomily, not daring to say another word.
"Apprentice, what was that noisy commotion outside just now?" Yi Feng, who had just gotten up, washed his face and asked Zhong Qing who was wiping the table.
"Master, wait a moment, let me go out and take a look."
Zhong Qing put down what he was doing and walked outside.
Seeing Zhong Qing, Guan Yunpeng's heart thumped.
Sure enough.
The master must know what happened between them, and had already sent out his expert apprentice.
Involuntarily, he quickly lowered his body and became extremely respectful.
At the same time, looking at the dumbfounded Han Tianque, he made a meaningful gesture.
But Han Tianque was full of confusion.
A little boy.
What was there to be afraid of?
Wasn't he being too paranoid? The boy didn't seem to have any cultivation base at all!
"Old Man Guan, aren't you overreacting? He's just a little boy..."
Han Tianque whispered, but before he could finish speaking, Guan Yunpeng interrupted him harshly.
"Shut up."
"What do you know? Do you know who he is?"
"Who is he?" Han Tianque asked.
"He is the master's apprentice. You think he has no cultivation base, that's because your realm is too low to see it. Do you know, it was he who casually slashed and severed Hei Jian who was chasing me thousands of miles!" Guan Yunpeng said solemnly.
"What?"
Hearing this, Han Tianque's heart panicked immediately.
He was very clear on Hei Jian's strength. He was almost half a foot into the Martial Venerable realm, even stronger than Han Tianque. Yet he was casually slashed by this little boy?
Then slashing him would be just as easy!
Coming to his senses, Han Tianque hurriedly lowered his head like Guan Yunpeng, his heart thumping rapidly.
Zhong Qing frowned, casting his gaze at the two, looking them up and down.
For a moment, Guan Yunpeng and Han Tianque felt their scalps tingle, their bodies trembling slightly.
"Were you two fighting?" Zhong Qing looked at the disheveled Han Tianque and the messy Guan Yunpeng, and asked.
The two were even more afraid, hemmed and hawed for a long time before finally nodding their heads.
"You are really incorrigible!" Zhong Qing frowned, looking at Guan Yunpeng angrily. "Last time you were fighting here, and this time you're at it again."
These words struck Guan Yunpeng's heart, almost bringing him to tears, wishing he could hack Han Tianque into eight pieces!
"Oh, you even damaged two roof tiles of my martial arts hall?" At this time, Zhong Qing's angry voice rang out again.
Guan Yunpeng took a look, and his heart thumped.
That's right.
Although he had blocked all of Han Tianque's sword strikes, he couldn't completely contain the leaked sword energy.
A broken tile was a small matter.
But offending the master was the real issue!
"Good, you two stay here and wait. I'm going to ask Master how to deal with you!" Zhong Qing glared at them, then headed towards the martial arts hall. At the same time, he shouted at Wu Yonghong and the others, "Old Uncle Wu, watch them for me, don't let them get away. I'll go tell Master."
"Roger that!"
Hearing this, they immediately stopped what they were doing, and wielding hoes and shovels, glared at the two as they approached threateningly.
"This...this this..."
At this moment, the two were shivering directly.
The threatening stance of the three Martial Venerables almost scared them out of their wits.
What's more, they now discovered that the hoes and shovels in their hands were no ordinary objects, at least Saint grade artifacts.
Phew!
Sucking in cold air, the two unconsciously took a step back. Saint grade artifacts used for farming, what the heck kind of otherworldly place was this?
"Boom!"
Just as they retreated instinctively, a loud sound came from behind.
The two were given a shock.
Turning around to look, they found a pair of dung buckets blocking their path. A dung carrier was glaring at them ferociously.
Their retreat was completely cut off.
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!
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 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.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
