Qin Ran asked, "I heard the sect leader say that we need to go to Zhican Valley to purchase supplies in a few days. Is that true?"
Feng Feiyan said to Qin Ran, "Elder, this matter is usually decided by the Chief Alchemist Elder. I don't know the details." She looked very knowledgeable and spoke gently, "I just go along each time to accurately record the Spirit Stones spent and the pills purchased."
"Oh!" Qin Ran nodded to show he understood, "So this matter was decided by Jian Senior Brother."
Seeing how he was easily misled by her, Feng Feiyan's eyes unintentionally showed some smugness.
But who knew, the next moment, Qin Ran suddenly put his hand on the table, closing some of the distance between them. Caught off guard, she felt a pressure upon her.
She heard Qin Ran ask, "So is the timing of your purchasing trips random, whenever Jian Senior Brother says to go you just go; or is there a fixed schedule, like going once a month, once every six months, once a year?"
Although Qin Ran still had that delicate face, still had a smile in his eyes, his voice was still gentle, but for some reason, Feng Feiyan didn't feel like refusing his questions.
She hesitated for a long time before answering, "Elder, we need to resupply every three months."
"Mm..." Qin Ran nodded with a smile and continued asking, "What time of the month do you usually go - beginning, middle or end?"
Feng Feiyan didn't dare look at Qin Ran again. She lowered her head, still answering, "The middle of the month."
"The middle is the fifteenth of each month?"
"No."
"What day is it then?"
"The twentieth."
Feng Feiyan had lowered her head now, her expression no longer visible. Qin Ran leaned on the table, getting even closer, now able to smell Feng Feiyan's warmth. He asked, "What needs to be purchased this time? Herbs? Pills? Which herbs, which pills?"
"I really don't know about this." Feng Feiyan felt like a huge boulder was pressing down on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Do you know if this purchasing trip is different from usual?"
Feng Feiyan lowered her head even more, hunching her back, allowing Qin Ran to see her ample chest. She shook her head, her voice almost crying, "Mm."
Looking at this woman, Qin Ran finally dropped his smile. He stood up, no longer pressuring her, just saying, "Give me a few copies of the previous purchasing records."
When Qin Ran smiled, Feng Feiyan felt endless pressure, but when he stopped smiling, she suddenly felt the heavy pressure disappear.
She let out a big sigh of relief, hurriedly got up, and rummaged through the file cabinet nearby. She then carried over five stacks of records and handed them to Qin Ran, head still lowered, not daring to look at him. She said softly, "These are the records from last March and all of last year."
Qin Ran took the records, a gentle smile appearing on his delicate face again, like a weak scholar in green robes standing under a willow by the river.
"Thank you," he nodded.
Feng Feiyan squeezed out a smile.
Qin Ran took the records and walked back to his seat.
In the process, he noticed Ke Yue and Shi Yuan's serious and solemn expressions, as well as the shock written all over Yan Yi's face. This further confirmed his suspicions - out of the five people in charge of the Alchemy Hall, including Jian Yuanjie, amazingly one of them was not a mole!
Wearing a smile, he took a deep look at Yan Yi before returning to his seat and carefully reading through the records.
He didn't know what kind of mindset Jian Yuanjie had when he kept Yan Yi around.
He also didn't know what kind of mindset Yan Yi had, working in the Alchemy Hall.
It would be very interesting if Yan Yi was sent by the sect leader to investigate the moles in the Alchemy Hall, because in the entire Alchemy Hall, he was probably the only one who wasn't a mole.
Of course, on further thought, Jian Yuanjie's reasoning could still be guessed at. The person the sect leader sent over, I'll keep around, but give him a meaningless job... managing pill refining in a sect without any pill refiners...
Thinking this, Qin Ran wanted to laugh again.
But as he continued looking through the records, the smile faded from his face.
Qin Ran understood pills, herbs, and math. So he could understand these records and the significance behind them.
Thus he knew exactly what kind of garbage pills Jian Yuanjie had been feeding the Dao Sword Sect disciples all these years. He knew exactly how many Spirit Stones Jian Yuanjie had embezzled over the years... Jian Yuanjie's bag must be incredibly fat!
Most importantly, the only one who really needed spiritual herbs and medicines was Dan Peak... himself. In other words, all these years, Jian Yuanjie had embezzled countless Spirit Stones under the guise of helping him purchase herbs!
The more Qin Ran read through the records, the more complicated his emotions became. On one hand, he felt sorrow and indignation for the nation and people, worried for all the Dao Sword Sect disciples and the future of the Dao Sword Sect.
On the other hand, his intestines were twisting with regret that he hadn't ransacked Jian Yuanjie's bag back then!!!
Because not only had Jian Yuanjie unconscionably embezzled the pill funds of Dao Sword Sect disciples all these years, he had also gained greatly from harming the disciples... Jian Yuanjie's bag must be incredibly fat from all the kickbacks over the years!!
While Qin Ran was investigating corruption in the Dao Sword Sect, his heavily reminded Dan Peak had still slipped up.
What happened was this:
The shadow stealth technique Li Shiyin wanted to learn from Feng Shizhan was something Feng Shizhan had learned from the dragon Ao Yi. This technique allowed one to turn black and enter a dark form. Then they could blend into the darkness, burrow into shadows, enter silhouettes, and become impervious to harm. It was similar to Qin Ran's Dreamlike Illusion.
Qin Ran's Dreamlike Illusion turned himself into water. Feng Shizhan's shadow stealth turned himself into darkness.
Certainly shadow stealth was a good technique, but the problem was that Feng Shizhan hadn't learned it yet... At least he didn't have good control of it...
Under Li Shiyin's urging, he forcibly executed it, losing control of the technique.
The darkness spread...
With the cat tree as the center, the darkness spread outwards in a circle, not only turning Feng Shizhan and the cat tree into dark forms, but also Li Shiyin, half the creek, half of Sword Washing Lake near the cat tree, the trees by Sword Washing Lake, and even the little demon willow Liu Xiaoji.
Oh right, on that side, their dining table had also been dragged into the darkness by Feng Shizhan.
Turning these things dark wasn't that big of a deal in itself, they just had to change back quickly.
But the problem was...
Feng Shizhan had lost control. Turning so many things dark caused massive depletion of his magic power and soul force.
In other words, not only had Feng Shizhan lost control of the technique, for now he couldn't change the things he had turned dark back!
Moreover, Feng Shizhan had fallen into slumber due to overdrawing his magic.
Leaving only Li Shiyin running around in that patch of darkness, unable to regain her human form no matter how she tried. She cried out loudly for help but her voice didn't carry out.
"Qiqi, save me..."
"Master, save me..."
"Tushan Youyou, save me..."
She yelled until her throat was hoarse, but no one heard.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
