Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Qin Baobao had just flown out of Wuzhuang Temple when she bumped into two people.

"This kind-hearted old man has helped many people before, should we go and lend him a hand?"

"Don't you even know who's over there? If you want to die, then go ahead and attack."

"Let's go, let's hurry up and leave. Let's pretend we were never here." The two of them slipped away in an instant.

There were many onlookers, but they remained hidden in the distance, none daring to come out. Even those who usually came to Wuzhuang Temple to obtain ginseng fruit had vanished without a trace.

The two men opposite him were a man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, and a man covered in blood and evil spirits. These must be the Kunpeng and the Styx mentioned by Zhen Yuanzi. Enemies meeting are bound to be extremely hostile, so this is a good opportunity to practice against them.

The two men, who had initially been aggressive and ready to fight, immediately hesitated upon seeing his body radiating golden light of merit. They realized that if things went wrong, their cultivation would likely be severely hampered.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Hongyun, a pleasure to meet you." The two immediately put on smiles, their faces changing faster than flipping through a book.

Aren't you a pushover? I've already let this go. I refuse to believe you'd cause me trouble again!

The two men were polite, but Qin Baobao didn't bother with martial ethics. Without a word, she started beating them up, leaving them completely bewildered. Wait, when did this kind-hearted Hongyun become so tough? She was dominating them, giving them no chance to fight back.

Qin Baobao was surprised. These two people's cultivation levels weren't that great! How dare they shout and threaten to kill her?

Qin Baobao was enjoying the fight when two bolts of purple lightning suddenly shot down from the sky without warning. They struck directly at her, and Qin Baobao quickly dodged. The two bolts of lightning hit Kunpeng and Minghe right on the head, instantly turning them into charred remains.

"Ah~" That sound was incredibly seductive.

Kunpeng, Styx: ...

What did I do to deserve this? Not only did I get beaten up, but I'm also going to be struck by lightning. Are people with good karma really this terrifying?

Qin Baobao, who loves watching a good show, even wanted to take out some melon seeds to crack open.

I've experienced lightning strikes myself before; they felt like a gentle breeze, incredibly tender. Seeing someone else get struck by lightning is a first for me.

The momentum is strong, the appearance is terrible, and the screams are very exciting.

Qin Baobao was engrossed in watching when suddenly, her vision blurred and she vanished from the spot.

Kunpeng and Minghe were both Great Luo Golden Immortals, so they were still able to sense Qin Baobao's sudden disappearance.

You think you can just beat us up and leave? You're all for it!

The two petty shrews gritted their teeth, wishing they could tear him to pieces, but they were powerless to do anything about it.

Kunpeng, who had traversed the Styx River and the primordial wilderness for so many years, had never felt so frustrated.

"Crack, crack." The thunderclouds in the sky noticed that Qin Baobao was missing and began to strike the two of them fiercely.

Kunpeng, Styx: What does this have to do with us? This is truly an undeserved disaster.

Because of Qin Baobao's disappearance, Zhen Yuanzi would give these two a good beating whenever he encountered them. Kunpeng and Styx originally had the power to fight back, but after being struck by lightning, their cultivation was greatly reduced, and they could only get beaten up every time they met.

The onlookers around also sighed in disbelief.

They guessed the beginning, but not the end. It seems those possessing the golden aura of merit are truly untouchable; these two fellow cultivators have set an example for everyone. In the future, if you encounter such people, it's best to stay far away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

The vanished Qin Baobao was standing halfway up a high mountain. The spiritual energy here wasn't as concentrated as that of Wuzhuang Temple, but it was still passable.

Qin Baobao remained calm and collected, unfazed by the sudden change of venue.

It's just a change of location, right? I've seen all sorts of bizarre things since I transmigrated.

"Master, please accept me as your disciple." A seven or eight-year-old child knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly. His head was bleeding from the kowtowing, but he didn't care at all.

Master?

Am I that old already?

Qin Baobao looked down at herself. She was dressed in red, with fair and delicate skin. She was still the minor character Hongyun from "Journey to the West".

Does my face look old?

Qin Baobao took out a mirror from her spatial storage. The person in the mirror had bright eyes and white teeth, and her eyes were captivating.

What a stunningly beautiful face!

Even Qin Baobao couldn't help but be captivated by this face for a moment.

How could those two big guys bring themselves to do that to someone with such a face?

They're absolutely despicable!

This was the first time Qin Baobao had seen the original owner's appearance; it was a face that could be used for both sexual intercourse and sexual intercourse. If this were in modern times, all those young heartthrobs and seasoned veterans would have to step aside.

"Host, what do you think? Pretty handsome, right? I was also amazed when I first saw you. If you're really not used to it, you can wear women's clothes. After all, the original owner's skin is here, so even if you wear women's clothes, it won't look out of place at all."

Hehe, cross-dressing is even more captivating!

Seeing the little system's cheeky expression, Qin Baobao didn't know what it was thinking, but her hands were really itching to do something.

"Master, please accept me as your disciple!" The little guy's head was covered in blood, staining the ground red, and his faded clothes were stained with dirt and sweat, clinging to his body.

"What's your name?" Qin Baobao finally took pity on the little boy on the ground.

"My grandfather named me Wang Chongyang, but everyone calls me Gou Dan (Dog Egg)." Wang Chongyang's eyes shone with excitement as he stared intently at the immortal before him. His voice trembled with excitement as he answered, completely oblivious to the sweat stinging his eyes.

Even with his eyes wide open, Wang Chongyang could only make out a hazy image of the immortal's face. Obscured by the celestial mist, his features were completely obscured, yet Wang Chongyang still kept his eyes wide open.

Wang Chongyang? That name sounds familiar; it belongs to some important figure.

Little Dragon Girl, Ancient Tomb Sect, Yang Guo, Wang Chongyang? Could he be the founder of some sect?

Qin Baobao remembered a TV series she watched when she was a child, which featured a character named Wang Chongyang.

I can't remember the specifics anymore; I was just focused on watching the love and hate between the male and female leads.

Since he's an important person and his conduct is quite upright, I'll accept it for now. It'll make me look good later.

In this way, Qin Baobao quite casually accepted Wang Chongyang as her disciple.

Now that we have an apprentice, all we need is a place to live.

After a moment's thought, Qin Baobao led her little apprentice to the top of the mountain.

There's a bamboo house on the mountaintop, elegant and serene. It's perfect for a short vacation, but not quite suitable as a regular residence.

Qin Baobao took out a magical artifact from her spatial storage and tossed it into the air. It expanded in the wind, instantly transforming the open space into a magnificent, golden palace, its carved beams and painted rafters radiating divine light—a truly breathtaking sight.

Wang Chongyang's eyes widened in disbelief. Creating something from a distance—this was truly divine skill. After suffering for so many years, he had finally struck it rich.