Was time up?
When they heard Wan Ke's words, the crowd was momentarily dazed.
Someone stretched out their hand to look at their watch, their expression suddenly becoming intriguing.
There were still six minutes left, Wan Ke had announced the time early!
However, even though the others knew this, no one said it out loud.
They could see that Hua Liran's kick had pushed Lin Yu to the limit, and if no one stopped him, he would not last the final six minutes.
This also suited the intentions of a few people.
"Heh heh, it seems Wan Ke and we are of the same mind."
"Of course, no one wants the successor of Gong Fei to be that playboy Gu Chenan."
Their murmurs were quiet, but Fang Yuanyuan still noticed them.
She frowned slightly, taking out her phone to check the time.
Immediately, her eyes narrowed.
Indeed, it was not yet time!
At the same time, she looked at Lin Yu in the center of the training ground, his expression resolute, breathing ragged.
Not knowing what she was thinking, she finally exhaled and loudly said, "Okay, Lin Yu, you've passed."
Hearing these words, Lin Yu felt greatly relieved, the adrenaline rush fading away, his arms trembling involuntarily from the intense pain.
"Thank you, Chief."
Lin Yu gritted his teeth and walked out of the training ground despite the excruciating pain in his arms.
It was at this moment that the other three Hawks beckoned to Lin Yu.
"Come, sit here."
Lin Yu's eyes lit up, "Good."
As soon as he took a seat, they immediately began to congratulate him.
"Mr. Lin, your skills are truly impressive. We look forward to working together in the future."
"Mr. Lin, you are the rightful successor to Gong Fei's position, and we fully support you."
"Mr. Lin, rest assured, the likes of some rich kid would never last two hours under Sister Hua's hand."
The "rich kid" they referred to was naturally Gu Chenan.
The Black Owl did not know Gu Chenan's skills, but Lin Yu did.
He still vividly remembered Gu Chenan's unfathomable skills during the Ye Family's martial arts competition.
However, Lin Yu would never say anything that might boost another's confidence while undermining his own.
"The time isn't up yet, they're cheating!"
Behind the training ground, Hoshino Kannon also noticed that the time was not up and turned around angrily.
Gu Chenan shook his head lightly, indicating to Hoshino Kannon not to dwell on it.
Since Fang Yuanyuan did not mention it, it proved that she had no confidence in herself either.
She allowed him to face Hua Liran after Lin Yu out of respect for him calling her "Sister Fang."
However, no matter how unreliable Fang Yuanyuan seemed, she was still the Chief of the Black Owl, and she would prioritize the organization.
In fact, it could be said that Fang Yuanyuan did not believe she could withstand Hua Liran's attacks for two hours either.
So there was no point in dwelling on the matter of a few minutes. If Lin Yu had fallen in the final few minutes, it would have been quite awkward.
"Mr. Gu, it's your turn."
At this point, Wan Ke stood up and gestured for Gu Chenan to enter the ring.
"Okay."
Gu Chenan nodded and walked towards the training ground, his gaze sweeping over Lin Yu and the other three Hawks.
[Heh, you guys are really jumping the gun.]
In the training ground, Hua Liran stretched lazily, a mocking and playful tone in her voice:
"Mr. Gu, have you considered my proposal?"
Gu Chenan smiled lightly, "Sorry, I don't like being someone's plaything."
As he spoke, he suddenly dropped his smile, his deep, profound eyes narrowing slowly, "But if you insist on being my plaything, I may graciously consider it."
These words stunned everyone present.
"This... this Gu Chenan is really asking for death, daring to speak to Sister Hua like that?"
"Does he think Sister Hua has a thing for him, so he's being brazen?"
"Heh, I think Sister Hua won't go easy on Gu Chenan. He won't last two minutes, let alone two hours!"
The three Hawks watched with a sense of schadenfreude, ready to enjoy the show.
However, Hua Liran simply covered her mouth and laughed.
"Mr. Gu, I'm the same as you, but if you can withstand my full-force assault until the time is up, I'll consider your suggestion."
"But before that, you better not die, okay~" As she spoke, Hua Liran's eyes changed, revealing a bone-chilling coldness.
Simultaneously, her figure darted forward, her qipao cutting through the air, her two slender legs slightly parted as she aimed straight for Gu Chenan's neck.
With this move, Hua Liran intended to wrap her legs around Gu Chenan's neck, twisting to break his windpipe in what is commonly known as a stranglehold.
Seeing this, the others were stunned.
Like Hoshino Kannon, Hua Liran specialized in assassination techniques.
This move, which catches the opponent off guard before snapping their neck, was one of Hua Liran's signature kills.
In the past, many men had died happily under this technique when Hua Liran carried out her missions.
Along with the move where she smothers her opponent against her chest, it became one of Hua Liran's deadly techniques.
"It seems our speculation was correct. Sister Hua is intent on killing Gu Chenan."
"Heh heh, it's obvious."
The three Hawks exchanged glances, as if they could already envision Gu Chenan dying happily with a dazed expression.
In the training ground.
Hua Liran's speed was blinding, reaching Gu Chenan in the blink of an eye.
The black lace lingerie beneath her qipao expanded in Gu Chenan's vision. Instantly, Gu Chenan activated the Primordial One Qi Exercise.
The moment Hua Liran approached, he reached out and grabbed her ankles, then swiftly spun and hurled her away with force.
"What!"
This scene shocked everyone in the training ground.
They had all witnessed Hua Liran's blinding speed, which meant she was using her full power from the moment she moved.
Yet, not only did Gu Chenan calmly receive Hua Liran's attack, he even flung her away!
"This... this Gu Chenan... has some skills."
"I didn't expect him to be able to counter Sister Hua's move..."
Although reluctant to admit it, Gu Chenan had undeniably neutralized Hua Liran's technique.
Flung into the air, Hua Liran was momentarily stunned before grinning broadly and gracefully spinning like a gymnast.
"Thud~"
Her high heels landing on the ground, Hua Liran stood steadily in front of Gu Chenan.
"Mr. Gu, your skills are impressive~" Hua Liran complimented with a smile.
"Thank you." Gu Chenan nodded.
Hua Liran flexed her ankles, her red lips parting to say, "Sister is going to get serious now. You better brace yourself."
With that, Hua Liran sent a sidekick towards Gu Chenan's face.
The fragrance from her high heels created a gust of wind that ruffled Gu Chenan's hair.
In front of him, the black high heel came slicing like a blade.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
