Stunned...
The elders of the Divine Path Sect were utterly dumbfounded—never had they imagined such a massive bargain!
For a moment,
the old men stood frozen in place, unable to utter a single word, their faces etched with expressions of sheer disbelief.
At the sight of their reaction,
Yi Feng could tell at a glance that these fellows were probably regretting their decision.
This only confirmed that the price he’d set was an absolute steal.
But backing out now? Impossible. With a grand wave of his hand, Yi Feng sealed the deal: "From now on, this mine is yours!"
"And to celebrate our successful partnership, I’ll throw in a year of after-sales service."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the elders looked utterly bewildered. "After-sales service?"
Seeing their confusion,
Yi Feng quickly realized his phrasing might be a bit too modern for these cultivation world natives.
Smacking his forehead, he chuckled and explained:
"Yes, after-sales service!"
"For the next year, I’ll guarantee the safety of this mine. If anyone dares to cause trouble, just call on me anytime—I’ll handle it. Business is built on trust, so you can rest easy!"
Pounding his chest with conviction, Yi Feng made his promise, though his mind was already calculating brilliantly.
This wasn’t some impulsive remark—he’d carefully orchestrated this conflict, eagerly awaiting the mine’s original backers to come seeking trouble.
Sure, he’d made a fortune selling the mine, but profit alone left him feeling shortchanged.
Besides, these buyers were so honest—if he didn’t take responsibility for the mess he’d stirred up, wouldn’t that be scamming them?
A true two-birds-one-stone masterstroke!
Could just anyone devise such a flawless plan?
As Yi Feng clarified in simpler terms, the elders’ faces lit up with delight.
"A full year of guaranteed safety?"
"You mean it?!"
They knew all too well how chaotic the Northern Barren Wastes were. A mine like this could be worth a kingdom’s ransom—just one month of undisturbed operation would be a miracle, let alone an entire year!
And this man dared make such a bold claim?
Facing their skepticism, Yi Feng waved his hand with effortless confidence.
"My word is my bond!"
"For this year, you’ve got nothing to worry about. No matter who comes knocking, just send word—I’ll take care of it!"
As if he’d ever go back on his word!
If troublemakers actually showed up, Yi Feng would relish nothing more than a bloody battle. Why let such prime opportunities slip away?
His unwavering confidence and repeated assurances left the Divine Path Sect elders 70% convinced.
This man had not only controlled such a massive mine flawlessly, keeping it hidden from prying eyes, but now he dared make such an outrageous promise—clearly no ordinary figure!
Regardless of his motives, this sudden windfall left the sect elders both awestruck and increasingly wary of Yi Feng’s unfathomable depths.
With respectful bows, they spoke in reverent tones:
"Many thanks, Daoist Friend!"
"Your generosity is beyond measure—we shall never forget this!"
With the deal struck, Yi Feng gestured for his clients to inspect the mine.
Soon,
under his guidance, the elders witnessed the bustling mining operation firsthand. The frenetic pace left them utterly stunned, while Lin Ruochen and others deftly escorted them for a closer look.
The inspection dragged on, but Yi Feng remained patient, sipping tea under a distant awning.
At the mountain’s base,
dust swirled and sparks flew as the terrifying mining speed left the elders gaping. What kind of power could recruit such monstrously efficient miners?!
Already, nearly half the mountain had been hollowed out, riddled with countless tunnels!
At this rate, the yield would be unprecedented!
Exchanging shocked glances, their joy at the impending windfall was cut short when the lead elder’s eyes suddenly widened.
"This...!"
The others followed his gaze—
A brawny cultivator pushed a massive cart, his soot-covered frame unable to hide the distinct outline of black armor, his aura thick with killing intent.
Black greaves, dragon-emblazoned pauldrons!
The sight of that attire made their breath catch.
These "miners" were actually... Black Dragon Divine Guards?!
Holy sht...
The Divine Path Sect members felt as if struck by lightning. Yi Feng’s methods grew ever more terrifying in their eyes—to think he’d enslaved the legendary Black Dragon Divine Guards, forcing them to toil in the mines!
No wonder the output was extraordinary!
No wonder he dared promise a year of protection!
Such power was truly fearsome!
What seemed like a priceless treasure to others was likely just spare change to this senior, barely worth his notice...
Overwhelmed with awe, the elders also felt an immense honor.
Glancing back at the distant awning, Yi Feng’s figure now seemed infinitely profound.
While the senior cared nothing for mere mines, they’d stumbled upon a once-in-a-lifetime deal—and gained his goodwill to boot! This connection’s value far surpassed the mine itself!
The Divine Path Sect had truly encountered divine fortune.
This... this was profit beyond their wildest dreams!
Steeling himself, the lead elder made a silent vow.
Upon returning to the awning, the sect elders bowed as one.
"We thank you, Senior, for your magnanimity. Though we’ve little to offer beyond the agreed 1.5 billion Celestial Crystals, please accept these humble gifts as tokens of our gratitude."
With that, they produced an assortment of magical artifacts.
Touched by their enthusiasm, Yi Feng accepted graciously—even if the trinkets seemed useless, it was the thought that counted.
Since he had no use for them, he distributed the items among the miners.
After cheerful farewells, the mine changed hands.
Yi Feng pocketed eighteen violet crystal cards while the miners happily claimed their new "treasures." As Lin Ruochen and the others prepared to seek their patriarch, grateful voices rang out:
"The Senior’s prowess is truly unfathomable!"
Watching the distant glow of the departing snail-riders, the group stood in reverent admiration.

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)

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.”

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…