(Timeline altered, Old Ye has been dead for fifteen years.)
"Child of Destiny?"
Ye Shu was taken aback.
Was there anyone in the world more familiar with what a Child of Destiny was than him?
"Don't speak."
Beside him, Liu Ruyi suddenly covered his mouth and pointed at the sky above the courtyard, transmitting her voice through divine sense: "The real show is about to begin."
Just then, several streaks of light shot across the sky above the courtyard, plummeting straight down toward the yard.
As they drew closer, he could see they were figures in black robes, with dense auras and a faint oppressive pressure.
"The Mo family."
Ye Shu's pupils contracted as he recognized the newcomers.
He was all too familiar with the leader—the very man he had killed with a single glare... Mo Yu!
Just as he had expected, the system had revived him.
"Hmph!"
A faint smirk curled at the corner of Ye Shu's mouth. He stared at the leading Mo Yu and chuckled inwardly. If Xiaobai had exhausted so much of its origin power just to revive him through indirect means, the system must have paid a heavy price to bring Mo Yu back.
And indeed, that was the case.
To revive Mo Yu, the system had paid a steep cost. But for the overall fortune of this world, it was entirely worth it.
"System, as long as I have enough fortune points, can my injury really heal?" Under his hood, Mo Yu's face was unnaturally pale, hairless, and his Adam's apple had shrunk noticeably.
He stared coldly at the courtyard below and asked.
To reach Xie Gubai's level of swordsmanship, saying he had been "neutered" was not a simple cut—it was the removal of his manhood at its very "root."
In other words, Mo Yu was now a "born" eunuch.
No medicine or sacred healing herb could regrow something that "had never existed in the first place."
As for why he turned to the system instead of his parents...
To heal such a "root" loss, even Mo Yuan would have to pay a considerable price. And Mo Yuan, still recovering from his own injuries, would never take such a risk for him. After all, it was only one son who couldn't procreate—not that he himself lacked the ability.
So, he had no choice but to turn to the system.
[Ding! Rest assured, Host. As long as you gather enough fortune points, you can exchange for a "Celestial Restoration Pill" in the system shop to rebuild your body and restore your manhood!]
The system housed within Mo Yu continued its deception.
It certainly had the power to restore Mo Yu's lost parts, but what did it care about that? Whether or not Mo Yu could copulate was none of its business. All it wanted was the fortune of the Child of Destiny.
Now, without any effort, it could give the host a driving purpose—why not?
"Possessing the host and helping them lose their manhood..." the system silently noted this little trick. It was far more effective than some obsession with returning home.
"That's good, then."
Mo Yu breathed a slight sigh of relief.
At least in this bleak world, his system never abandoned him. To restore his manhood, he had set out immediately upon recovery to seize fortune.
"Young Master, this is the Ye family estate."
A black-robed figure stood behind him, respectfully handing over the estate's dossier.
"Very well."
Mo Yu nodded slightly. The system had directly marked the locations of all fortune-endowed Children of Destiny in the Central Continent, and the Ye family was the nearest among them.
The patriarch's newly born prodigal son—Ye Feng!
Rumored to walk at birth, recite poetry at three, fight a tiger with a stick at five, begin cultivation at six, establish his foundation at ten, now at fifteen he was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator on the verge of forming his golden core.
Mind you, the Ye family was only a minor clan.
And Ye Feng's rapid progress was far beyond what such a small family could nurture.
That was because of his childhood sweetheart.
The girl's family had been close friends with the Ye family for generations. Gifted and bright, she had been taken early into a major sect to train in a holy land. And Ye Feng thrived on the resources she brought back, enabling him to advance at such a pace.
Now, a great holy land had taken notice of him. Once his golden core was formed, he would enter the holy land for cultivation.
"Hmph! All that talent comes from his fortune alone."
Mo Yu rolled up the dossier in his hand, his expression dark.
"Young Master, should we just..." the black-robed figure behind him seemed to sense Mo Yu's foul mood, making a slitting motion across his throat.
"No need."
Mo Yu raised a hand slightly, a cold smirk curling at his lips.
Having lost his virility, his mind had long since twisted. Why should these Children of Destiny effortlessly obtain things others only dream of simply by being blessed by fortune?
Be it beautiful women or resources, it was all a gift from heaven.
Yet when he tried to change his own fate, Xie Gubai had cut off his manhood with a single stroke of the sword, reducing him to a genderless eunuch!
Was the fate of a villain not fate itself?
Were villains doomed to be stepping stones for protagonists?
He refused to accept it!
He would make these Children of Destiny watch as their fortunes failed them, leaving them with nothing!
Only he had achieved what he had through his own ability.
"Killing them would be too easy."
Mo Yu's gaze was icy.
"I'll shatter their Dao hearts, turn everyone against them."
"Doesn't he have a childhood sweetheart? Go. Capture her and her entire family—all her relatives."
"But..."
The black-robed figure hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping.
He wanted to say that killing without torturing was a rule; the Mo family, at least in name, belonged to the righteous path. Doing such a thing would cause a scandal...
But seeing Mo Yu's expression, he reluctantly nodded.
"Yes, Young Master."
With that, his figure flickered and vanished into the dark night.
Mo Yu turned slightly to the other black-robed figure beside him and said coldly, "You go. Capture Ye Feng's clan and his parents, every last one of them, and bring them to this courtyard."
"Yes, Young Master."
That figure also obeyed and departed.
Mo Yu stood on the wall, gazing down at the brightly lit courtyard, a cruel smile spreading across his lips.
"Child of Destiny?"
"Hmph..."
In no time, the first black-robed figure returned, dragging a group of bewildered men and women, and dumped them into the yard alongside the Ye family members like trash.
"Young Master, the people are here."
He stepped back respectfully to the side.
Mo Yu nodded, his gaze sweeping over the terrified faces in the yard, his cruel smile widening.
The crowd huddled together in fear, not understanding what was happening.
"Wha... what do you want?" The Ye family pressed together, trembling.
"Calm down, everyone. Calm down."
Mo Yu stepped onto the lawn, ordering the black-robed figures to separate the Ye family from the other family. Then he stood between them, offering a gentle smile to the Ye family.
"Don't be afraid. You may not all die."
What did he mean by "may not"?
The Ye family exchanged glances, seeing both terror and confusion in each other's eyes.
"It's simple."
Mo Yu turned his gaze to a young man in the Ye family—average-looking, but whose expression remained calm and unyielding—and smiled faintly.
"Mr. Ye Feng, you now have two choices.
1. Let your childhood sweetheart, along with her entire family, disappear, and allow your Ye clan to survive.
2. Let yourself and your clan disappear, while your childhood sweetheart and her clan live on.
Now, please make your choice."
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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.
