Wang Jianqiang had just left his residence when he spotted two familiar figures approaching.
Chen Jiaojiao and Niu Shouren?
He raised an eyebrow.
Now that he thought about it, he hadn’t seen Chen Jiaojiao for over two months.
As Wang Jianqiang noticed them, they also caught sight of him.
Chen Jiaojiao’s expression flickered, her gaze evasive.
Beside her, Niu Shouren’s face twisted into a sneer.
“Well, well, if it isn’t Trash King?”
“Shouldn’t a useless waste like you be hiding in your hole instead of embarrassing yourself out here?”
Hearing Niu Shouren’s taunt, Wang Jianqiang arched a brow, a thought forming in his mind.
Chen Jiaojiao hadn’t sought him out for so long—something must have happened.
His eyes lingered on Chen Jiaojiao.
Her information flashed through his mind.
When he saw the mere 10 points of favorability remaining in the status bar, his suspicions grew firmer.
“Ah, Shouren, it’s you.”
Wang Jianqiang acted as if he hadn’t heard the insult, smiling amiably.
“I attended the Outer Sect Tournament a while back and caught your match. Didn’t you get eliminated in the first round? Hope you’re doing alright?”
Niu Shouren’s face twitched.
He had indeed participated—and been knocked out in the first round.
Not just that, he’d been beaten so badly he needed half a month to recover.
For someone as prideful as him, it was a humiliation. Now that Wang Jianqiang had brought it up, his cheeks burned with shame.
“Hmph, I only entered for experience. Results mean nothing.”
“True,” Wang Jianqiang nodded, as if agreeing.
Niu Shouren’s expression relaxed slightly—until Wang Jianqiang continued, “With your skills, you were never going to achieve anything anyway.”
His face stiffened, speechless.
“Enough, Trash King. Cut the nonsense.”
“Jiaojiao and I were just about to look for you. Running into you here saves us the trouble.”
“Oh? Looking for me? What for?”
Wang Jianqiang glanced at Chen Jiaojiao.
She avoided his gaze, staying silent.
Niu Shouren pressed on, “We’re here to sever ties with you, old trash. From today onward, you have no connection to us as a couple.”
“Are you sure? Jiaojiao went to great lengths to mend things between us before.”
Wang Jianqiang’s eyes fixed on Chen Jiaojiao.
Niu Shouren frowned. “What do you mean, ‘mend things’?”
Chen Jiaojiao paled. “Wang Jianqiang, Shouren has made it clear. We’re done.”
“Don’t bother us again.”
With that, she tugged Niu Shouren away, their retreat almost hasty from Wang Jianqiang’s perspective.
“Jiaojiao, what was that about? What ‘mending things’? Did you beg him?”
“It’s your fault for being so stubborn and refusing to interact with him! I had to smooth things over.”
“I see… You’ve suffered, Jiaojiao.”
…
Their conversation drifted back on the breeze.
Wang Jianqiang couldn’t help but chuckle.
Chen Jiaojiao’s betrayal didn’t affect him in the slightest.
He’d never held high hopes for this ungrateful woman to begin with.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept his alchemy skills hidden from her all this time.
Not a single Perfect Cloudmist Pill had he given her—even the Perfect Verdant Spirit Pills, she’d only received four.
Still, one thing puzzled him.
Niu Shouren's cultivation level had previously been on par with Chen Jiaojiao's, both having recently broken through to the seventh layer of Qi Refinement.
So why was Chen Jiaojiao still at the early stage of the seventh layer, while Niu Shouren had already reached the ninth layer?
After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and dismissed these thoughts, heading toward the Outer Affairs Hall.
Half a day later.
Wang Jianqiang returned to his residence.
With a wave of his hand, five jade slips materialized before him.
These five jade slips were his preparations for the upcoming Cold Spring Secret Realm expedition.
Three of them contained pill recipes, while the other two were blueprints for magical artifacts.
The three pill recipes were all for high-grade first-tier pills: the Spirit Restoration Pill, the Earth Yellow Pill, and the Blood Surge Pill.
The Spirit Restoration Pill accelerated the recovery of spiritual energy.
The Earth Yellow Pill was a healing pill.
As for the Blood Surge Pill, consuming it granted a temporary boost in strength, but the side effects were severe—it was a life-risking pill.
The two blueprints were for the Radiant Seal and the Windchaser Boots, both high-grade magical artifacts.
Dong Yue had previously mentioned that outer disciples were not permitted to purchase high-grade blueprints.
Yet, for some reason, upon learning that he was preparing for the Cold Spring Secret Realm, she made an exception and sold him these two.
Naturally, he wouldn’t refuse such an opportunity and bought them on the spot.
With these items at his disposal, his journey into the secret realm would undoubtedly be much safer.
Afterward, he focused his mind and examined each of the five jade slips.
"Ding! Detected inferior pill recipe. Optimization and upgrade require 30 cultivation points. Proceed?"
"Ding! Detected inferior pill recipe. Optimization and upgrade require 30 cultivation points. Proceed?"
"Ding! Detected inferior pill recipe. Optimization and upgrade require 30 cultivation points. Proceed?"
"Ding! Detected inferior blueprint. Optimization and upgrade require 30 cultivation points. Proceed?"
"Ding! Detected inferior blueprint. Optimization and upgrade require 30 cultivation points. Proceed?"
Three consecutive system notifications rang out.
"Yes."
As the thought flashed through Wang Jianqiang’s mind, the system responded again.
"Ding! Spirit Restoration Pill recipe successfully optimized and upgraded to the Perfect Spirit Restoration Pill recipe."
"Ding! Earth Yellow Pill recipe successfully optimized and upgraded to the Perfect Earth Yellow Pill recipe."
"Ding! Blood Surge Pill recipe successfully optimized and upgraded to the Perfect Blood Surge Pill recipe."
"Ding! Radiant Seal blueprint successfully optimized and upgraded to the Perfect Radiant Seal blueprint."
"Ding! Windchaser Boots blueprint successfully optimized and upgraded to the Perfect Windchaser Boots blueprint."
After optimizing and upgrading all the pill recipes and artifact blueprints, Wang Jianqiang took out the materials he had prepared earlier and began crafting.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed.
After a full month of relentless crafting, the results were impressive.
He had accumulated five hundred Perfect Cloudmist Pills.
The more frequently consumed Perfect Spirit Restoration Pills and Perfect Earth Yellow Pills numbered over a thousand each.
Since the Blood Surge Pill would rarely be used, he prepared only twenty.
Additionally, he crafted twenty copies each of the Perfect Radiant Seal, Perfect Windchaser Boots, Perfect Minor Mountain Seal, Perfect Darkwater Ring, Perfect Cloudwater Frostblade, and Perfect Moonwater Robe.
As for the Perfect Amethyst Slippers, they were no longer necessary now that the superior Perfect Windchaser Boots were available as a replacement.
"Senior Brother, the notice has been issued," Wang Yuyao came to inform him one day.
"In three days, we depart for Falling Snow Mountain."
Falling Snow Mountain was where the entrance to the Cold Spring Secret Realm lay.
"So the secret realm is finally opening?"
A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Wang Jianqiang's eyes.
He didn’t let Wang Yuyao leave afterward.
Instead, he led the blushing Wang Yuyao toward the inner room.
Since she was already here, they might as well do something.
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."
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.”
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
