Su Qi didn’t know much about Yun Huang—just two brief conversations.
Yet, from those fragments, he could piece together a picture.
A mother with an overwhelming need for control, practically monitoring her daughter 24/7.
And a girl, drained of all worth, slowly growing weary of life.
He understood why Yun Huang referred to her mother as "the woman who gave birth to her."
But he couldn’t fathom why "that woman" would force her daughter to train for twenty hours a day.
This insane level of cultivation defied all logic.
Take Little Yuan, for example.
She once told Su Qi that gathering Source Essence took her two to three hours daily. Converting it, if things went smoothly, took just half an hour—an hour at most if she struggled to focus.
So, Little Yuan’s daily cultivation time ranged from two and a half to three and a half hours.
Yun Huang, though? Her daily progress nearly matched a week’s effort from Little Yuan.
Not that Little Yuan was lazy.
Source Essence gathering wasn’t limitless.
The body had a saturation point.
Too much water leads to overflow; a full moon begins to wane.
Even drinking too much water too quickly can cause poisoning.
Likewise, absorbing too much Source Essence in a short time could inflict irreversible damage.
Official research suggested 2–3 hours of daily gathering was optimal.
The tipping point was easy to recognize—the feeling of being "full."
Like eating, once "full," the body instinctively rejected more Source Essence, needing time to digest.
Forcing cultivation beyond that point risked nausea or worse—like Su Qi’s past state, with a fractured Soul Sea requiring massive energy to repair. A net loss.
So, dealing with "that woman" was simple.
Target the root.
The surveillance was likely to prevent Yun Huang from "wasting time"—say, on romance.
The solution? Easy.
To that woman, Yun Huang was a commodity with a price tag.
Offer something worth more than an hour of Yun Huang’s cultivation, and you’d buy her an hour of "freedom."
Most people could only stare helplessly at this method.
Items that boosted cultivation speed were always overpriced.
Who wouldn’t want them?
It was like "cram school"—no matter the cost, parents would scrape together the money.
Of course, no one thought Su Qi planned to give this card to Yun Huang, right?
Never mind how hard it was to obtain Shining and Joy—was 100,000 coins nothing?
He’d sell it to "that woman."
It’d be like paying him to take her daughter to a movie.
...
"Not like I’d sabotage myself."
Suddenly, Guardian Jiang’s voice sharpened. "Oh? You broke through to the sixth rank?"
"What a shame..."
Well, personal info these days...
Whatever. The point stood—if even officials could check his records, Guardian Jiang, as the overseer of Jiangxia, naturally could too.
Su Qi replied calmly, "Just luck. Took long enough."
A pause. Then, tentative: "Do you... still resent what happened?"
"If not for that accident, you might’ve reached the seventh rank by now..."
Guardian Jiang sighed. "Back then, I was powerless, just trying to survive. The school wanted to protect its reputation—misjudging a Source Realm’s tier would’ve tanked next year’s enrollment..."
Su Qi cut him off. "I get it. I took the hush money. That’s on me."
Guardian Jiang seemed about to say more, but Su Qi interrupted again. "I didn’t call to discuss this."
Another brief silence.
"Fine. Deliver the item yourself. I’ll inform them you’re my nominal disciple. But I’ll only vouch for the delivery—nothing else."
"My earlier promise still stands. Using it for something this trivial would cheapen my word."
"Deal?"
Only a fool would refuse.
Deal?
This offer reeked of guilt.
Honestly, with Guardian Jiang’s nominal disciple status, Su Qi might not have free rein in Jiangxia, but few would dare disrespect him.
...
With Guardian Jiang’s backing, Su Qi had little left to worry about.
Another day wasted.
One minute to midnight.
Someone was grinning at their phone again.
[Little Yuan: Goodnight, big bro~]
Su Qi noticed something odd.
Hadn’t Little Yuan been staying up late lately?
Midnight every night... What if it stunted her growth?
Hmm...
On second thought, wasn’t that fine?
Petite and soft.
No, no—Su Qi, rein in those weird thoughts. Health first.
[Sleepyhead: Why so late lately?]
[Little Yuan: Cultivation stuff... Not too late, though. Off to bed now.]
[Sleepyhead: Sleep well, Little Yuan.]
...
Meanwhile, Liu Yuan was frustrated.
What could she do?
Stupid daily quests refreshed at midnight.
If they reset at 5 AM, she’d ignore them and sleep.
But why were the recent targets all Su Qi?
Liu Yuan lay on her bed, kicking her feet.
Please, just pick someone else. She didn’t want to interact with him anymore.
Sneaking into his room at night—what if he lost control?
But bundling up would insult him, like doubting his character...
As if hearing her plea, the card refreshed at midnight.
[Daily Adventure: Saturday’s perfect for relaxation—say, watching a full movie?]
[Reward: Temporary use of Special Passive ①, +1 Equipment Strength.]
Nice!
This was too easy!
Basically free!
Best of all, no need to deal with Su...
Wait.
She rarely went to movies, but didn’t theaters open around 10 or 11 AM?
Meaning...
Not only did she lose sleep tonight, but she’d also forfeit eleven hours of cultivation?
Suddenly, she missed Su Qi.
Maybe having him as the target wasn’t so bad?
At least she’d get rewards by midnight.
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
