At this moment.
In the presidential suite of the banquet hotel.
Yan Huang, the master of the King of Hell Palace, was listening to his subordinate's report.
"Master, Young Master Long Zaitian has reached some kind of understanding and deal with the young master of the Gu family."
"That martial arts practitioner from the evil path, Tian Fang, has been taken away by the Gu family's grandmaster."
The death warrior of the King of Hell Palace reported respectfully to Yan Huang.
Although most of their death warriors only had innate cultivation levels, they possessed extremely powerful methods to conceal their auras.
They were confident that even the grandmaster beside Gu Yan couldn't detect them.
"Hmm."
Yan Huang responded hoarsely.
His mind was filled with endless confusion.
Actually, long ago, he had discovered that his adopted son Long Zaitian was in cahoots with Tian Fang, but considering their past relationship.
He hadn't taken action to eliminate his own kin for the greater good, waiting to see if the other party could come to their senses in time.
Today's banquet was actually Long Zaitian's last chance. If by the time he went on stage to announce his successor, Long Zaitian was still obstinately colluding with the evil path.
Then, he would announce another adopted son as his successor and eliminate Long Zaitian after the banquet, handing over his and Tian Fang's corpses to the Martial Arts Department.
But now, with Gu Yan's interference, he wasn't sure how to judge the situation.
According to his subordinates' reports, it seemed Gu Yan had threatened Long Zaitian with Tian Fang, making him agree to some kind of cooperation with Gu Yan after becoming the master of the King of Hell Palace.
However, according to his men, Tian Fang's cultivation had been crippled by that grandmaster martial artist.
This... without cultivation, how could Tian Fang use martial arts techniques and secret manuals to help them?
For the moment, Yan Huang couldn't figure out what Gu Yan was trying to do.
This son of Gu Tianming, the Gu family's young master, seemed not as simple as rumors suggested.
"Sigh..."
Yan Huang let out a light sigh. Things had come to this point.
Did he need to consider so much anymore? He was severely injured and might pass away soon.
He now only wanted to quickly select someone who could serve as the master of the King of Hell Palace.
Long Zaitian was his most promising adopted son, with good cultivation and talent, but his temperament was too impetuous. If he could calm down and focus on cultivation, he would surely reach his level in the future.
The other adopted sons had good temperaments but their talents were ultimately too lacking.
Thinking of this, he started coughing again due to his internal illness.
Yan Huang tightly gripped the armchair, his eyes showing a conflicted expression.
He wasn't clear and didn't understand what Gu Yan wanted to do.
But there was one thing he did know, which was...
He trusted the Gu family.
Back then, the Gu family and the Bai family were the only two martial arts families that didn't participate in that conflict.
He believed that Gu Tianming's son wouldn't do anything to harm the world.
On the contrary, having Gu Yan restrain Long Zaitian might be a good thing.
"Never mind."
Yan Huang had figured it out. He had lived long enough and had made many mistakes in the past.
This future should be left to the young people.
He closed his eyes and pondered over all the matters regarding handing over the King of Hell Palace to Long Zaitian.
What he didn't notice was.
In a dark corner of the room.
A figure was staring intently at him.
[Found the master of the King of Hell Palace. He has 6 small fries around him, five with early-stage innate cultivation and one with peak innate cultivation.]
[The master's strength is negligible, even if he bursts out it would at most be early-stage peak grandmaster level.]
[What do you say, should we take action?]
He communicated with other members in his mind.
In just a breath's time.
Mei Xue's voice came through.
[Liao Ya, don't act rashly, wait for the master's orders.]
The person called Liao Ya heard this and suppressed the urge to kill everyone before him, replying.
[Understood.]
On Mei Xue's side.
She looked at Leng Qingqiu: "Master, Liao Ya has found the target."
Leng Qingqiu nodded slightly, but her gaze was directed towards the stage, frowning as she watched Gu Yan being pulled onto the stage by Leng Ling'er.
She had originally planned to take action immediately, but........
Leng Qingqiu said calmly: "Wait a bit, is there any item in the banquet program that invites audience interaction?"
Why would they call Gu Yan and Ling'er..... Could there be some plot?
Leng Qingqiu felt somewhat vigilant.
Mei Xue was stunned, then shook her head: "There isn't. This segment should be Lan Zizhen's solo performance time."
"Though sometimes stars do interact with the audience to heat up the atmosphere."
"Master, you don't need to be too..."
Before she could finish.
Leng Qingqiu interrupted: "No, the program is fixed..."
She looked towards Lan Zizhen's direction and firmly stated: "There's something suspicious about this."
Hearing this, Mei Xue's body trembled, and then her face showed a look of reverence.
So that's it. Because this was a banquet held by the King of Hell Palace, all these programs had fixed content and timing.
If someone here made strange moves, it meant there must be instructions from the King of Hell Palace behind it!
This might affect their plans!
To be able to consider all this just from such a detail.
As expected of the master!!
Thinking of this, Mei Xue immediately relayed the situation to everyone.
[Everyone, plans have changed. Except for Liao Ya, everyone pay attention to the situation on stage. The master's sister might be in danger!!]
[Received~]
[Yes.]
[Okay.]
[By the way, why is this wooden-headed Gu Yan together with the master's sister?]
[......Love.]
[Hey! That's enough.]
At once, all members of the Night Organization vigilantly watched the stage, keeping their eyes fixed on Lan Zizhen.
They were afraid he might show killing intent and harm Leng Ling'er.
On stage, Lan Zizhen felt a chill. He looked around strangely, wondering why he felt so cold despite the heating being on?
But never mind.
He looked at Gu Yan who had come on stage, feeling excited inside.
How could a playboy sing well? It was perfect that this yellow-haired girl had pulled him up to make a fool of himself!
Thinking this, he smiled at Gu Yan who had walked onto the stage and said, "Hello, how about we take turns singing lines?"
"Let's choose a song you're familiar with, okay?"
Hearing this, Gu Yan looked at him once, then shook his head: "No need."
With that.
Under the other's somewhat stiff gaze, Gu Yan walked to the international accompaniment band in the banquet hall, conversed with them for a while.
Then he walked to the invited international pianist, exchanged a few words, after which the pianist stood up and moved aside, replaced by Gu Yan sitting there.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
They all started whispering among themselves.
"What's going on?"
"What is Young Master Gu going to do?"
"Is he going to sing by himself? No way, without Lan Zizhen, how will Young Master Gu sing along?"
"And why did he sit at the piano? Does he even know how to play the piano?"
Lan Zizhen was also angered by Gu Yan's almost dismissive attitude, tightly gripping the microphone in his hand.
Damn guy! I'll wait to see you make a fool of yourself!
Leng Ling'er was somewhat confused, then seemed to realize something, and went back to sit in the banquet chair where Gu Yan had been sitting initially.
Yan Qingqing was also bewildered by this scene. She glanced at Leng Ling'er and said, "Hey, can Gu Yan even sing?"
Hearing this, Leng Ling'er proudly lifted her head: "He sings incredibly well!"
"Really?"
Yan Qingqing didn't believe it. She had heard such talk many times before and wouldn't believe a rich second generation could sing that well.
Everyone else was thinking more or less the same thing, after all, there had never been any rumors about Gu Yan being able to sing before.
Shen Wan'er didn't believe it either, after all, Gu Yan had never sung in front of her. If he really sang well, he probably would have done so already.
However, it wouldn't hurt to listen, thinking this, everyone looked towards Gu Yan on stage.
On Gu Yan's side.
After testing the sound, he smiled slightly and spoke to the audience below, his slightly deep voice reaching everyone's ears: "Next, I'm going to sing an original song of mine."
"It's also a song dedicated to my love who isn't present here today."
"It's called."
"Light Years Away."
As his words fell.
Gu Yan began playing the piano keys, and the accompaniment band started playing.
A melody that no one had ever heard before resonated throughout the banquet hall.
Everyone was caught by surprise.
"An original song?? Light Years Away?"
"Young Master Gu actually composes and writes lyrics??"
"No way, did he buy it from someone?"
"Wait, the intro actually sounds pretty good!"
Everyone whispered to each other with surprised expressions.
Leng Ling'er was excited. Hey! A new song?!
She quickly turned to the equally stunned Yan Qingqing beside her: "Hey, do you have your phone? Let me borrow it!"
Yan Qingqing: "??"
On the other side, Leng Qingqiu looked puzzledly towards Gu Yan's direction, wondering what was going on.
What was he saying?
The lover who didn't come to the scene...!!
Leng Qingqiu's heart skipped a beat, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural under her gauze hat. Is he... talking about me?
The next second, when the prelude reached a certain note.
Gu Yan began to sing.
His godlike voice, accompanied by the divine melody, reached everyone's ears.
"Feeling your fingertips frozen at my hair."
"How to freeze time in an instant."
"Remember my determined eyes gazing at you."
"Perhaps there is no tomorrow."
"..."
With just a few lyrics, the previously bustling banquet hall.
In an instant, fell completely silent.
They all stared at Gu Yan on stage with incredulous expressions.
What... what an incredibly beautiful song?!
Leng Qingqiu was stunned, unconsciously clutching her chest. It was just a few lines.
But why, why did it make her heart feel so chaotic?
She recalled Gu Yan saying this song was dedicated to her.
Leng Qingqiu bit her lip lightly, gazing at Gu Yan on stage. Though she couldn't see him, the life essence within him.
At this moment... appeared so dazzling in her eyes, so special that one glance was enough to make it unforgettable.
This troublemaker... even in public, he had to make her heart so restless?

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

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.”

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

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!