QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots
Chapter 213 - 7.43

Chapter 213: 7.43

"You’re shameless!"

Jiang Jiamian’s outrageous and straightforward words not only made everyone present feel their ears burn, but also caused the middle-aged immortal who confronted him to flush and stiffen his neck in embarrassment.

"Heh."

Before Jiang Jiamian could say another word, a low and cold roar seemed to rush into the ears of the middle-aged immortal with a heavy pressure.

Bang!

In an instant, two scarlet blossoms exploded inside his ears.

"Ah!"

He grabbed his ears desperately, yet blood began to seep through his fingers.

The sound was full of impact, and with one move, it exploded an ear of an immortal master, and it was precisely aimed at only one person, without affecting even a tiny bit of the air around.

For a moment, the scene fell completely silent, as if even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

Such mastery over cultivation had obviously reached an extremely terrifying level.

"Does anyone else want to say anything?"

Lou Yan glanced at the crowd coldly, "If not, then we can get down to business."

Lou Yan’s cultivation, combined with Jiang Jiamian, the fallen Immortal Lord, it was obvious that any one of them was already an existence that no one present could directly confront.

No one was a fool. Realizing this, no matter how much they despised Immortal Jiang’s defection to the demon side and becoming a Taoist partner with the Demon Lord, not a single person dared to voice their objections.

No one wanted to die.

The head of the Wanling Sect looked at the somewhat unfamiliar Immortal Jiang with a complicated expression. No, the other had descended into demon cultivation and was no longer an immortal cultivator.

He hesitated for a long while before finally speaking in a low voice, "May I ask... are you going to be an enemy of the immortal realm and the Wanling Sect in the future?"

Jiang Jiamian raised his eyebrows, "Although I practice demonic arts, I come from the Wanling Sect. As long as the sect does not become my enemy, I will never turn against it. On the contrary, if the Wanling Sect needs help, I will continue to protect it. As for whether I become an enemy of the immortal realm, that depends on whether everyone there behaves themselves."

The leader of the Wanling Sect seemed to be silently relieved. It was not known whether it was because of the unfavorable situation of the Wanling Sect or because they had no choice but to rely on Jiang Jiamian as a backer, but he gritted his teeth and expressed his position on the spot, "As long as Respected Queen of the Demon Lord cares about our old friendship, the Wanling Sect will never take the initiative to cause trouble."

Jiang Jiamian was stunned, then suddenly smiled, "Okay! I’ll remember that!"

He really did not expect that the sect leader would be more courageous than he had imagined and dare to openly declare his friendship with him in public.

He knew that in the past few days, once the news of his fall and crossing over to demon cultivation spread, the situation of the Wanling Sect became very dangerous.

But to his surprise, the sect leader dared to make such a decision, and in front of all kinds of people.

In this case, Jiang Jiamian would naturally use facts to prove that his choice would not be wrong.

No matter how everyone thinks, they dare not speak out.

The ceremony proceeded swiftly, accompanied by colorful clouds floating across the sky, phoenix carriages gliding through the air, and golden-robed fairies dancing gracefully. A serene calm settled over the Golden Palace.

Lou Yan and Jiang Jiamian held each other’s hands tightly. As the soul bond stirred and resonated deep within their hearts, they couldn’t help but smile at each other.

"No! You can’t!"

Suddenly, a loud roar pierced through the clouds, as if carrying the weight of a massive stone crashing to the ground. The force of it startled everyone, drawing their eyes upward toward the source of the voice.

Lou Yan and Jiang Jiamian, who had been facing away from the palace gate, turned around just in time to see Fang Qi, dressed in the robes of the Wanling Sect, descending rapidly from the sky on his flying sword.

Before he could even steady himself upon landing, he rushed straight toward them.

The next moment, Fang Qi’s hand tightly grasped Jiang Jiamian’s wrist, "Master! Your disciple is here to save you!"

Lou Yan’s expression darkened in an instant. Without hesitation, a streak of black light surged from his fingertips, slicing straight toward Fang Qi’s wrist like a blade.

"Fuck, don’t!"

Su Jinzhou blurted out in shock.

Su Jinzhou’s expression changed the moment he saw Fang Qi. But before he could do anything, Lou Yan had already struck.

He was only one step away from completing his mission!

"Jinzhou!"

Ming Ye was stunned. Before he could figure out what was going on, he subconsciously grabbed Su Jinzhou to stop him from rushing forward.

Su Jinzhou’s face was filled with urgency.

His mission had not yet been completed!

"Mission target Fang Qi - the mission progress reached 100%. Congratulations, Host, mission completed!"

However, just as he blurted out the words, the system prompt sounded in his sea of consciousness almost simultaneously.

Fang Qi’s pupils shrank, and he instinctively pulled his hand back.

But in the next instant, he saw that Lou Yan’s black light didn’t stop just because it missed its mark. Instead, it spun sharply in mid-air and shot toward his throat at a speed too fast for the eye to catch.

In a flash, the black light sank into his neck and then vanished, as if it had never existed.

But Fang Qi’s throat had already been torn open, and the spiritual energy burst out wildly from his body!

Lou Yan’s face was full of gloom, and the murderous intent in his scarlet eyes was still lingering, "I have said long ago that I can let you live, but if I see you again, I will never be merciful!"

Jiang Jiamian stared at Fang Qi’s body, which was quickly losing its breath, in amazement, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

How is it possible?

How is it possible!

This is the protagonist!

The one who shines with the unmistakable halo of a main character in this world!

How is it possible that he was killed by the powerful and miserable bigshot in one blow so easily without any obstacles!?

How is it possible!?

Jiang Jiamian wasn’t the only one stunned. Even Su Jinzhou, standing among the crowd, seemed lost in thought as he gazed at Fang Qi’s body. It took him a long time to regain his composure.

Could this really be the male protagonist of this world?

This death is too hasty, right?

No back-and-forth battle, no fierce struggle lasting three hundred rounds, no perfect time, place, or audience.

It’s as if he never had the protagonist’s halo at all. Instead, he was just as ordinary cannon fodder, struck down with a single blow.

Jiang Jiamian and Su Jinzhou, both stunned, had no idea that not long before Fang Qi’s arrival, the group leader of the fast travel communication group had grabbed a handful of halos and tossed them into a black box.

And that halo, in Jiang Jiamian’s world, was known as great luck.

In the novel’s world, it was called the protagonist’s halo.

Fang Qi’s death seemed not to have caused any waves in this ceremony.

No one knew that he was originally a future son of luck, the darling of heaven. At this moment, he was merely an ordinary cultivator who had just embarked on the path of cultivation, still unknown to the world.

When people mentioned him, they only sighed and said he seemed to be the disciple of Immortal Jiang, lacking in merit, with a just-budding spirit bone.

Compared to this, what truly sparked curiosity and speculation were the strange and tangled relationships surrounding him.

From one person to another, the story unfolded like this...

Immortal Jiang and Demon Lord Lou Yan had long been secretly in love, and Immortal Jiang didn’t hesitate to cross over into demon cultivation, becoming a Taoist couple with Lou Yan.

On the day of the big ceremony, Immortal Jiang’s young disciple tried to stop things and ended up getting killed.

When he was killed, the Demon Prince’s partner, Su Jinzhou, who was still a small alchemist at the time, showed his true feelings and was overcome with anxiety.

Rumors spread with delight: the Demon Prince liked the Demon Princess, the Demon Princess liked Fang Qi, Fang Qi had a thing for Immortal Jiang, and Immortal Jiang turned to demonic arts all for Lou Yan.

"What the hell is this!"

Without thinking, Jiang Jiamian flung the book out of his hand, "This is just too much! If we had known this would happen, we should’ve just kicked off a full-on war back then, at least then they wouldn’t have had time to sit around gossiping about this crap!"

The years in the world of cultivation are long and boring.

Based on his previous experience in the counterattack team, Jiang Jiamian knew that he had to wait until the so-called ’ascension’ or death before he could leave this small world.

Apart from this, he could only ask the system to actively leave, let the physical body die reasonably, and the soul enter the next world.

But Jiang Jiamian looked at the beautiful Lou Yan beside him, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and waited for the ascension.

However, Jiang Jiamian knew very well that the world’s grand ascension was the end point of the novel’s worldview, and in fact, it would all return to nothingness.

Of course, this does not include outsiders like Jiang Jiamian.

"I’m so tired!"

After returning to the system space, Jiang Jiamian stretched lazily, "More than 2,300 years! Damn! If I can choose, I’d never pick another one of these cultivation worlds again. It’s been so long I almost forgot what I’m even doing."

Still, it’s not the worst. Before, in the counterattack team, he entered a world with a god-level setting. The time unit was tens of thousands of years. When he finally escaped that one, he practically turned to stone.

"Host, calm down."

System hurriedly comforted, "The system program for selecting the world has taken into account the host’s feelings. It has been very considerate to arrange an ordinary modern world for the host. The task difficulty is also very low. The host can relax and take a vacation."

Jiang Jiamian raised an eyebrow, "That’s really considerate."

The system’s form spun in front of him, brimming with pride, "Naturally! Our entire system philosophy is ’Serve the Host- Relax and Succeed!’, a happy host is a successful host!"

Jiang Jiamian picked it up and squeezed once, then twice, grinning, "So good!"

System: "..."

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