In the courtyard of the Shangguan family.
Hei Yi, dressed in black robes, knelt on the ground.
His expression was extremely solemn: "My lady... this is how things stand."
Shangguan Chuxue stood in the small pavilion of the courtyard with her hands behind her back, gazing with interest at the bright moon in the sky.
The corner of her mouth curved upward slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of excitement: "Oh?"
"You're saying... Water Moon sent news that Wu Cheng has disappeared."
"Long Jiuxiao, Shangguan Xiao, and even their protector Shangguan Quan, were all subdued by Su Muwan with a single palm strike?"
Gulp.
Hei Yi swallowed heavily with a grave expression. Whenever the lady spoke like this,
It meant she was extremely excited.
Su Muwan... you're really done for, you've truly caught my lady's full attention!
And once someone catches her attention...
None of them ever met a good end!
He took a deep breath and slowly replied: "Yes, my lady... the news has spread all over the media networks."
"Hehe."
"Interesting."
Shangguan Chuxue chuckled softly, her eyes revealing the excitement of finding a worthy opponent.
How long has it been, how many years?
I've finally found an opponent worthy of my attention.
Su Muwan... defeating them with a single palm strike.
Heh, interesting, truly interesting.
It seems the plans for this selection tournament... have failed.
But it doesn't matter.
If it weren't like this, I would think Su Muwan incapable of entertaining me.
Thinking this,
Shangguan Chuxue slowly spoke: "Su Muwan has passed this test, next..."
"Hei Yi..."
She turned her head to look at the nervous and fearful man, chuckling as she said: "Go deliver a grand gift to the War God."
"He's been away for so long, it's time for him to come back and see his wife and daughter."
Hei Yi swallowed: "Yes!"
Swoosh!
His figure disappeared.
A mysterious look appeared in Shangguan Chuxue's eyes.
As long as they're human, they will be suspicious of each other.
As long as there's suspicion, there will be betrayal.
So... Su Muwan, when you're betrayed by the War God's wife and daughter,
How will you defend against that?
....
...
Early the next morning.
The International Warrior Corps Selection Tournament officially began.
In the VIP area.
This was the area with the best and most open view, accessible only by invitation from the tournament organizers.
Most people here were well-known industry leaders from various fields.
Besides loving to watch the matches,
They also... placed bets on who they thought would win the Warrior King title!
A pot-bellied boss sat on the sofa marked with his seat card, twirling his small mustache as he chuckled: "Everyone, how shall we play this year?"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Someone nearby immediately laughed: "Heh, Boss Wang, isn't it obvious? This tournament has no suspense. I've already bet everything on Long Jiuxiao from the Long family."
"I mean, besides him, who else could win the Warrior King title?"
"No, no, no, I think Ailinna from the Western Nations is also a strong contender for the championship."
"Black Dragon Qiandao from Cherry Blossom City in the Eastern Kingdom is no ordinary fighter either. You should know, he's the brother of that legendary leader of the Black Dragon Organization!"
"Heh, you're all wrong. I've heard through the grapevine that Miss Jiang has already bought off all the relevant connections. The final championship will definitely go to the Jiang family!"
"By the way, where's Miss Shangguan? Wasn't she supposed to come today?"
"Uh... didn't you see the news last night?"
"News?"
The speaker was confused and was about to ask further when.
Bang!
The door opened.
Several figures walked in.
It was Su Muwan, Qin Luo, and others!
The two of them tacitly avoided mentioning what happened after breaking the ice last night.
Qin Luo escorted Su Muwan to the front row, then said: "Young Miss, I'm leaving now, I need to go score."
After Su Muwan sat down, she nodded, then seemed to think of something.
So she pulled Qin Luo closer and whispered with a wink: "Also, Qin Luo, give everyone else the lowest scores and our people the highest scores, understand?"
"Yes, Young Miss."
With that,
Qin Luo left the scene.
Su Bailian, sitting next to Su Muwan, twitched her eye upon hearing this.
Hey, couldn't you speak a bit quieter?
The wealthy spectators exchanged glances.
Looking at each other in bewilderment.
What?
Huh?
You're just openly conspiring like this?
We all operate in secret, but you just announce it publicly??
You call that lowering your voice?
Are you here to cause trouble?
"You..."
"Hey, wait, don't provoke this person."
"Why not?"
"Give me your phone."
"Let me find it for you."
......
.....
The selection tournament was held in the center of a small island, with the venue surrounded by local thorny fences.
Cameras were already set up all around, covering every angle without blind spots.
Media reporters began filming the scene and interviewing contestants.
The commentator was a beautiful young lady.
She spoke into the microphone, continuously introducing the entering guests: "Welcome everyone to the 188th International Warrior Corps Selection Tournament!"
"Please join us in enjoying the upcoming spectacular martial arts battles!"
"There are 32 groups of contestants in total! Two people per group!"
"The matches will be point-based! Followed by scoring from the judges! The average score will be taken to determine the final winner!"
"Now let's welcome today's three judges!!"
"First up is! The Divine Doctor!"
As the commentator finished speaking,
The camera immediately focused on the Divine Doctor.
Some spectators were very excited and expectant.
"I've heard the Divine Doctor is almost a hundred years old but still as vigorous as a young man."
"Yes, they say he's been practicing health cultivation, so his body is incredibly strong!"
"It's so lucky to see the Divine Doctor's grace in this tournament!"
However...
When everyone looked at the Divine Doctor in the camera...
They were...
Dumbfounded.
They saw.
The Divine Doctor sitting in a wheelchair, pale-faced, with lifeless eyes.
His once legendarily straight posture was now hunched, looking as if a breeze could knock him over.
Those hands that were said to be able to bring the dead back to life now rested weakly on the wheelchair armrests, trembling slightly.
"Uh..."
The Divine Doctor saw himself on the big screen and immediately gulped.
Quick! Change the camera angle!
The scene immediately became chaotic, with everyone unable to believe what they were seeing.
Is this really the legendary Divine Doctor? The miracle worker who could still perform amazing medical feats at a hundred years old?
Snap!
The camera cut away.
The commentator wiped her sweat and awkwardly said: "Everyone please remain calm! The Divine Doctor is just too tired recently and needs rest, please don't panic too much!"
"Well! Um! Let's look at our next judge! The famous female judge from the Western Nations!! Elma!"
With that,
The camera turned to the person in the middle.
This person.
Had snow-white skin, golden wavy curls, and alluring red lips.
However..
She had a burly build and was wearing a leopard-print camisole.
And her voice was...
"Mua~~"
"Hello everyone~"
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!
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?"
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.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
