Qin Ran executed a technique that opened a passageway in the direction the sound of Chasing the Wind was coming from. The fog parted from the inside out, and he casually asked, "Back so early today?"
Generally speaking, this silly tiger wouldn't come back unless he played until he was hungry.
"Roar..." Chasing the Wind responded from the other end.
As the fog parted, Chasing the Wind's figure was revealed. Qin Ran looked over and only then noticed that on his back, there was also a young girl in a plain colored dress sitting.
"Good for you, Chasing the Wind!" He hadn't even managed to speak before Li Shiyin, who had followed him over, spoke first, pointing at Chasing the Wind and scolding, "Learning nothing good every day, now you've learned to openly abduct young ladies?"
Qin Ran glanced at her and reminded, "Did you notice that girl looks familiar?"
"An acquaintance that was kidnapped?!" Li Shiyin was even more angry.
Qin Ran could only helplessly say, "That's Tian Wenjin!"
"Ah?" Li Shiyin was stunned, only then realizing it as she looked closely at the young girl on Chasing the Wind's back, "Wenjin?"
"What's happened to Wenjin?" Chasing the Wind lightly trotted over and asked, "What have you done to Wenjin?"
"Nothing..." Chasing the Wind responded robustly, "She's just like this."
(I haven't done anything to her, she's originally like this.)
"She'd turn out this way without you doing anything to her?" Li Shiyin reprimanded like a mother.
She helped Tian Wenjin down from Chasing the Wind's back, then was shocked to discover that Tian Wenjin was still conscious. Although Tian Wenjin had the look of utter despair, she was uninjured and indeed did not seem to be asleep or unconscious at all.
"I didn't do anything to her!" Chasing the Wind anxiously explained.
(I didn't do anything to her!)
"Alright alright, you didn't, I know..." Qin Ran hurriedly went over to pat his cat head and comforted, "This foolish child, though he's learned to speak, on one hand he's young, on the other he's a different race, his mouth structure is different, so when he speaks it's always muddled and he can't express himself clearly."
Only Qin Ran could fully understand his words for seamless communication.
After calming down the wronged big kitty, Qin Ran looked towards Tian Wenjin. Seeing her condition, he could roughly guess what had happened.
As he looked at her, he couldn't help sighing.
"Help her inside to sit," he said to Li Shiyin.
So Li Shiyin brought Tian Wenjin into the wooden house. She looked to Qin Ran and seeing his expression, asked, "Master, do you know what's happened to her?"
"If I haven't guessed wrong, Huang Feiyu should be on the road to Lingnan Immortal Sect by now," Qin Ran said.
"Ah?" Li Shiyin was stunned, then quickly understood many things. She couldn't help but curse, "How could he do this?!"
Back then, Huang Feiyu was gravely injured and on the verge of death, with no one to care for him. It was Tian Wenjin who never left his side, supporting him as they traveled everywhere seeking medical aid.
When Qin Ran said they needed a Mad Flame Crystal and demon core from a Lionheart Raging Flame Beast to save Huang Feiyu, it was Tian Wenjin who bought them for him. For this, she had sold her treasured sword and owed Qin Ran a massive sum that she still hadn't paid back.
Qin Ran's Immortal Spirit Scroll, Huang Feiyu knew Qin Ran wouldn't use it, so he had pleaded for a long time until Qin Ran finally gave it to Tian Wenjin. He had also obtained the scroll from Tian Wenjin.
She owed the girl such deep gratitude and affection, yet he heartlessly and ungratefully abandoned her without hesitation.
Li Shiyin couldn't comprehend this.
Yet Qin Ran saw it very clearly. He sighed, this was just how it is, this was the cultivation world.
Someone like Tian Wenjin who valued camaraderie and righteousness was the incomprehensible one. In fact, Huang Feiyu hadn't even been ruthless enough... At least he didn't deceive Tian Wenjin again before leaving, nor did he take her life.
"Cultivation is like this," Qin Ran said.
After helping Tian Wenjin sit on the long wooden chair in the living room (the sofa in front of the living room had been shredded by Chasing the Wind and Qin Ran still hadn't bought a new replacement), Li Shiyin went to pour a cup of water.
But Tian Wenjin didn't take the cup. She was wooden, as if her soul had left her and she had become a living corpse. Li Shiyin placed the water on the coffee table. Looking at the girl wounded by love, she thought for a long time but could only come up with words like "Someone like him isn't worth it."
Li Shiyin really wasn't good at comforting others, so she just silently sat by her side.
If even Li Shiyin didn't understand, then Chasing the Wind who had a species gap understood even less about the tragedy of a young girl's first love being deceived out of money and affection before being abandoned.
He squatted boredly by the side of the wooden chair, looking around. After a while, he looked back to the chair. Looking at the chair, he felt itchy in his paws and extended his claws to scratch at the chair, thinking about how to scratch it more smoothly...
And then Qin Ran kicked him.
He had tough skin and thick flesh, truly tough skin and thick flesh that feared neither blades nor fire. Qin Ran's kick was about the same as tickling him, he didn't feel pain. On the contrary, he moved closer to Qin Ran and softly said, "Dad, let's go out and play."
Good heavens, he had just gotten back and now wanted to go out again already? He couldn't even stay in this house for one second?!
Qin Ran was annoyed and kicked him again, saying, "You're not allowed to go out today!"
Chasing the Wind then went over to nuzzle Qin Ran's leg and bite his pants.
...He was throwing a tantrum. After all, he was just a baby that weighed several hundred pounds.
Not until Qin Ran glared at him did he settle down. Kicking and hitting didn't make him feel pain. Only scolding and glaring could make him understand the gravity of the situation.
Since he wasn't allowed to go out and play, Chasing the Wind felt sleepy. Not wanting to take even half a step, he lay down beside the chair in the living room and fell asleep.
And just like that, the big cat's ability to fall asleep as soon as he wanted to activated. Soon, snores sounded out in the living room.
On one side, Li Shiyin was half-heartedly comforting the heartbroken Tian Wenjin. On the other, a blob of white tiger was sprawled on the ground snoring... The atmosphere in the same living room was rather inconsistent.
The annoyed Li Shiyin went over and kicked Chasing the Wind awake, shouting, "Get out!"
"Huh?" Chasing the Wind dazedly woke up, then obediently left the living room under Li Shiyin's glare.
Seeing this, Qin Ran who had wanted to sneak away long ago timely followed Chasing the Wind out.
Like Chasing the Wind, Qin Ran's temperament didn't quite match this place either. Firstly, he was a man of few words. Secondly, he was their senior. He had wanted to leave long ago, but it would have been awkward for him to say it.
"Master..." Li Shiyin still tried to get Qin Ran to stay. She had only told Chasing the Wind to leave, not her master! But Qin Ran pretended not to hear and rushed out the door even faster.
"Dad, you got kicked out too?"
Chasing the Wind was very surprised and asked Qin Ran.
"Don't speak if you've got nothing to say!" Qin Ran glared at him.
Chasing the Wind felt very wronged. He had only been concerned for dad, so why was he also scolded? The cat didn't understand. He could only run to his cat tree, climbing to the very top to find the comfiest spot to sleep.
After looking at Chasing the Wind, Qin Ran dove into the storage room to look for materials to make a communication artifact.

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!

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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.”

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