"Long live His Majesty, ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years!"
The assembled ministers bowed in unison toward Gu Qingfeng, who sat high upon the dragon throne.
"Ahem. Rise, my lords," Gu Qingfeng said, barely suppressing his glee as he forced a dignified tone.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The ministers stood and took their positions.
Gu Qingfeng surveyed them with immense satisfaction, feeling absolutely exhilarated.
So this is what it feels like to be emperor? Damn, this is good!
"If there are matters to report, speak now. Otherwise, this court is dismissed."
A eunuch standing nearby announced this in a somewhat odd tone.
The reason for his strange expression was simple—everything had happened too fast. Before he could even process it, the Great Yan Dynasty had changed hands.
What was most baffling was that, looking back through history, no usurpation had ever been this effortless.
Every recorded coup in history had required rivers of blood, sometimes staining the entire capital.
But this new emperor's ascension? Only the late emperor and the crown prince had died—then it was done.
The eeriest part was that none of the capital's great noble families, high-ranking officials, or powerful ministers had raised a single objection. It was as if they had collectively forgotten the late emperor.
As if Gu Qingfeng had always been the ruler.
For days now, the palace eunuchs, maids, and imperial concubines had been in a daze, unsure how to act.
"Your Majesty, this subject has a petition," said a stern-looking, white-haired minister as he stepped forward respectfully.
Gu Qingfeng glanced at him. "And you are?"
"Replying to Your Majesty, this humble official is Lu Xiangfei, currently serving as Grand Chancellor." (Special appearance by reader Xiaofeima.)
"Ah, Grand Chancellor Lu. What is it?"
"It concerns the burial arrangements for the late emperor, as well as the placement of the imperial princes, princesses, and the late emperor's consorts. We await Your Majesty's wise decision."
Gu Qingfeng stroked his chin in thought. "My—ahem—our elder brother lived a simple life. He wouldn’t have wanted extravagance in death either, so skip the imperial tomb. Just bury him somewhere random."
The nearby eunuch’s heart nearly stopped. He stole glances at the ministers, expecting outrage—but not a single one protested.
Furious, the eunuch cursed inwardly: Traitors, every last one of them! After all the late emperor did for you!
Yet despite his silent fury, his face remained perfectly composed. Clearly, he had no intention of speaking up.
The dead were dead, but the living still had to live.
"As for the princes... Well, jade must be carved to become a vessel. How can my nephews grow strong if they’re coddled in luxury? Strip them of their titles and send them to the borderlands. Let them toughen up.
The princesses and consorts? Well, I promised our elder brother before his passing that I’d take care of his wives and daughters. I’m sure his spirit will rest easy knowing they’re in good hands."
"Your Majesty’s benevolence knows no bounds. Truly a ruler for the ages—we are in awe," Grand Chancellor Lu Xiangfei said with deep admiration.
The other ministers quickly echoed the praise.
"Alright, anything else? If not, I’ll head to the inner palace to... comfort my sisters-in-law. They must be devastated after my elder brother’s passing."
Gu Qingfeng was already shifting impatiently, ready to leave—but Lu Xiangfei spoke again.
"Your Majesty, there is one more matter. Recently, the northwest suffered a severe drought. The people have no harvest, and disaster relief is urgently needed."
"Disaster relief? Then relieve it!"
"Your Majesty, the number of victims is vast. The treasury’s funds and grain stores may not suffice. This humble official suggests... raising taxes—"
"Hold it!" Gu Qingfeng cut him off. "If the treasury’s empty, why don’t you all chip in? What do I keep you around for? Everyone knows you ministers are richer than I am!
Here’s the deal—each of you coughs up half your wealth for relief efforts. That’s final."
The ministers’ faces paled, but none dared object. They had all sworn oaths of loyalty—defiance was unthinkable.
"Your subjects obey Your Majesty’s decree."
"From now on, don’t bother me with this kind of thing. If money’s needed, you pay first. Only after you’ve exhausted all the wealth you’ve embezzled over the years do you touch the treasury. Understood?"
"Understood, Your Majesty."
"Good. Court dismissed."
Without waiting for the ministers’ farewells, Gu Qingfeng hurried off to the inner palace.
......
Inner Palace.
"How many imperial consorts are there?"
"Replying to Your Majesty, there are 3,721."
"How many?!" Gu Qingfeng exclaimed.
"3,721," the attending eunuch repeated respectfully.
That many? How am I supposed to comfort all of them?
"Is there a registry?"
"Of course, Your Majesty. One moment."
Soon, a eunuch rushed over with the registry—complete with portraits.
Gu Qingfeng flipped through it, eyes widening at the sight.
Beauties. Every single one, a stunning beauty!
"Summon the Virtuous Consort, the Noble Consort, the Graceful Consort, the Benevolent Consort, and the Gentle Consort."
"As you command, Your Majesty."
A long while later...
Gu Qingfeng stared in horror at the five trembling elderly women before him.
He bolted for the door.
"These are the Virtuous, Noble, Graceful, Benevolent, and Gentle Consorts?! They’re all grannies!"
"Replying to Your Majesty, these consorts were the late emperor’s earliest companions. Naturally, their age..."
"Damn it! Why didn’t you say so earlier?!" Gu Qingfeng roared.
The eunuch dropped to his knees, kowtowing frantically. "This lowly one deserves death! Spare me, Your Majesty!"
"Enough. Tell me—are there any younger consorts?"
"Well... the late emperor was over a hundred years old. Though he continued selecting consorts, the youngest chosen were around eighty."
"What?! Eighty?! So the youngest consort here was selected over twenty years ago? Even if they were sixteen then, they’d be pushing forty now!"
"Your Majesty, the late emperor lived to 112."
"112?! So the youngest is in her fifties?! Unbelievable!"
Gu Qingfeng’s earlier excitement had turned to utter despair.
"Your Majesty... shall we proceed with the comforting?" the eunuch ventured cautiously.
"Comfort my—ahem—what I mean is, since the consorts are all so... mature, they must have already come to terms with life and death. They don’t need my comfort. I’ll go console my nieces instead. Speaking of—how old are my actual nieces?"
"Replying... replying to Your Majesty, the late emperor stopped having children forty years ago, so..."
"Damn it all! Return to the palace!" Gu Qingfeng’s face darkened.
"Oh, and send someone to Prince Gu's Mansion. Bring over all my former maidservants."
"At once, Your Majesty."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
