The next day.
Hanchang City was unusually lively, the likes of which had never been seen before.
Because today was the day that the number one family in Hanchang City, the Ye Family, and the number two family, the Yun Family, were holding a joyous wedding to unite two lovers.
Although Hanchang City was just a small city in the grand scheme of Nansha, this event was still a very big deal for all the residents of Hanchang City.
Yun Family.
The estate was decorated with colorful lights and banners, seemingly celebrating happily. But in the hearts of the Yun Family, there was only gloom.
The Yun Family knew exactly what kind of person Ye WuChen was. Marrying Yun Mengtian to him was no different than pushing her into a fiery pit.
But under the coercion and threats from the Ye Family, the Yun Family had no choice.
In terms of just comparing the strength and foundation of the families, the Yun Family was not that much worse off than the Ye Family. But the key was that Ye WuChen's older brother Ye Tianci was the squad leader at Blowing Snow Mountain Villa.
For a family like the Yuns, Blowing Snow Mountain Villa was basically an immense, towering figure. And with this layer of connection, the Ye Family were the absolute overlords of Hanchang City.
In the room.
Yun Mengtian's pretty face was covered in tear tracks, appearing haggard.
"Mengtian, why don't we call off the wedding? I'll go tell the Ye Family," said Yun Sheng, his face flushed red.
"No, father," Yun Mengtian quickly stopped him. "If I call off the wedding, the Ye Family will definitely resent us. Hanchang City will have no place for our Yun Family in the future. Even for the several hundred people of our family, I must marry!"
"Sigh!"
"It's all because I'm useless!"
Yun Sheng let out a heavy sigh, bowing his head dejectedly, his eyes brimming red.
If not for this, how could he have pushed his own daughter into a fiery pit?
The auspicious time had arrived.
Dressed in red robes and riding a white horse at the front, Ye WuChen led a long procession with gongs and drums to welcome Yun Mengtian into the bridal palanquin.
It all looked...
Very harmonious.
Especially the image of Ye WuChen at the front riding the white horse, his face filled with a beaming smile.
He had been looking forward to this little beauty Yun Mengtian for a long time. Now he had finally obtained her.
Thinking of the wedding night that would happen tonight, he couldn't help the upwards curl of his lips... hehehe...
But suddenly.
From the three way fork in the road up ahead, a din of chaotic noises could be heard.
A large group of people were standing in the middle of the road, dancing provocatively.
At the lead was an obese woman.
She wore a pair of tall rain boots on her feet, a red miniskirt on her lower body that clearly revealed hairy legs, while her upper body was encased in a cropped halter top. But due to her obese figure, the entire outfit was stretched skin tight.
"Follow my left to draw a dragon, right to paint a rainbow..."
The woman waved a red handkerchief to the beat while shouting rhythmic chants, tossing her head and the ponytail whip-lashing around.
This eye catching scene instantly drew Ye WuChen's gaze over. But when he scrutinized the woman's appearance, his eyes immediately bulged wide.
Her lips were plastered in a circle of bright red rouge, her face caked in so much powder it was as if she had dumped a pail of ash on herself, unable to conceal the terrible state of her skin.
"Ugly woman!"
Ye WuChen shuddered straight down to his guts, feeling nauseous and like vomiting.
But right then, the fat woman twisted her hips to the side, lightly smacked her butt, then tossed a coquettish glance at Ye WuChen while puckering her bright red and thick lips.
On top of those lips, unplucked facial hair could still clearly be seen.
Mwah mwah mwah...
"Gah..."
"Urp..."
A wave of turmoil erupted in Ye WuChen's stomach and he directly vomited.
Hastily yanking on the reins of the white horse, he steered clear of their path, his face pitch black as he spat curses while yelling, "F*ck, how inauspicious! Go this way, this way!"
As he spoke, the wedding procession turned to walk down another path.
That other path was actually even closer, it was just a lot narrower than the main one.
Seeing this, the fat dancing woman revealed a delighted smile.
The procession continued on as usual.
It was a very long street, lined on both sides with crowds there to watch the lively scene.
But just then, a wailing, screaming voice rang out.
It turned out to be an old man with a lame leg supporting himself on a cane, directly blocking the path of Ye WuChen at the front.
"You, you, Ye WuChen, you heartless bastard. You got my daughter pregnant and now you want to walk away like it's nothing, you you you..." Face flushed red, the old man jabbed his cane and stood in the middle of the road shouting.
This scene instantly attracted everyone's attention. Their gazes turned meaningful as they squeezed over here to take a look.
After all, no one could resist their innate desire for gossip.
"Old man, who the hell are you? Don't go spouting nonsense!" Ye WuChen yelled with a black face.
"You, you actually still won't admit it! Daughter, come on out!" The old man's body trembled as he shouted.
Hearing this, Fifth Sky emerged out from the crowds. At this time, he was dressed elegantly in women's clothing. With his innate good looks, this get up rendered him alluringly graceful and devastatingly beautiful.
One could see him straighten the pair of buns pressing against his chest before shouting, "It's you! Yes you! Back then you swore up and down I was the only one for you, but now you've turned right around and married someone else. You, you despicable cad!"
"Waa waa..."
"Come one everyone, serve me justice!"
Fifth Sky's tender voice echoed throughout the scene. That pitiable appearance easily evoked the protective instinct in many.
As his voice faded, the crowds instantly broke into heated discussion, shooting disapproving glances and whispers at Ye WuChen.
Seeing this, Ye WuChen's face was pitch black.
Although he didn't think much of these common folk, for something like this to happen on his big wedding day would still greatly impact his reputation. He immediately dismounted and strode over to Fifth Sky.
"Trash like you dares to spout nonsense at this young master?" As he spoke, his palm shot out towards Fifth Sky's chest.
Fifth Sky didn't dodge, allowing the grab.
Just as Ye WuChen was about to exert force, he felt something off.
His subconscious gave an investigative squeeze.
His expression changed.
"You unexpectedly..."
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.”
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."
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
