Beautiful.
Absolutely stunning.
Wang Yanran gazed at her reflection in the mirror—her aura ethereal, her skin glowing with an almost unbelievable radiance. Her long, wavy hair cascaded lazily over her shoulders, and every movement she made now exuded an effortless charm.
"So? Didn’t I tell you?" Ye Chuan chuckled, watching Wang Yanran’s stunned expression. Clearly, the results had exceeded even her wildest expectations.
"This is incredible, Ye Chuan..." Wang Yanran felt that the effects of this pill were even more astonishing than the Deer Blood Pills from before. Perhaps it was because, as a woman, she naturally cared about beauty.
It was as if she had a built-in beauty filter—flawless, unreal.
Then, as if struck by a thought, she asked, "Ye Chuan, can this pill be taken multiple times?"
She remembered that Ye Chuan’s pills tended to lose their effectiveness with repeated use. Was this Beauty Pill the same?
"Not exactly," Ye Chuan explained. "The impurities in the body only need to be purged once for the most part. Repeated cleansing doesn’t add much benefit—it takes time for impurities to accumulate again."
Hearing this, Wang Yanran wasn’t disappointed. Instead, she quietly reaffirmed in her heart that befriending Ye Chuan had been the right decision.
After all, with the Wang family’s recent victory in the Super Martial Assembly, they now faced mounting pressure. No martial family would stand idly by while one clan dominated the scene.
But if the Wang family could grow stronger quickly, they wouldn’t have to worry about such threats.
After spending a little more time at Ye Chuan’s place, Wang Yanran promptly took the pills and returned to the Wang family.
Not long after, Xi Qianwan appeared in Ye Chuan’s bank account.
And as a gesture of goodwill, the Wang family even threw in an extra two million as additional compensation.
"Six million, just like that?" Ye Chuan stared at the sudden influx of wealth in his account and couldn’t help but marvel.
Alchemy was undoubtedly a lucrative business—though if he had tried selling the pills himself, it would’ve come with far more trouble.
Ye Chuan pulled out his phone and opened his inventory, sorting through the immortal herbs and pill recipes. Just then, a new notification popped up—
[Profit target reached. Herb Garden function unlocked.]
Ye Chuan: "..."
Damn it! My money!
He twitched his lips. He’d barely earned this six million, and already the system was itching to take it all?
Part of him wanted to ignore it, but the system had undeniably boosted his combat power in tangible ways. The benefits were real—just expensive as hell.
Well, strength was what truly mattered in the end.
With a sigh, Ye Chuan tapped into the Herb Garden function.
[Herb Garden: Purchase seeds to grow immortal herbs. The quality of herbs determines the quality of pills. High-tier pill ingredients cannot be bought with money.]
Ye Chuan roughly understood now—some top-tier pill ingredients simply couldn’t be purchased outright.
For example, materials for basic pills like Deer Blood Pills or Tiger Strength Pills could usually be bought with cash if supplies ran low. But for higher-tier pills? No such luck.
"So this Herb Garden is crucial. Otherwise, I won’t be able to refine high-tier pills in the future."
Though he didn’t know where to begin with his complaints, Ye Chuan decided to explore further.
[Level 1 Herb Garden: A basic plot of land. Can grow weeds. Cannot grow spiritual or immortal herbs.]
[Upgrade to Level 2 for 2,000?]
Two thousand?
Not too bad. Upgrade.
[Level 2 Herb Garden: Fertile soil. Can grow crops.]
[Upgrade to Level 3 for 10,000?]
Upgrade.
[Level 3 Herb Garden: Land imbued with spiritual energy. Can grow medicinal herbs.]
[Upgrade to Level 4 for 50,000?]
Upgrade!
[Level 4...]
Upgrade!
Upgrade!
[Level 7 Herb Garden: Rich in spiritual energy. Can grow low-tier immortal and spiritual herbs.]
[Upgrade to Level 8 for 5,000,000?]
Ye Chuan: "..."
Five million just like that?
And this was only the baseline for growing immortal herbs?
Fine. Purchase.
[Level 8 Herb Garden: A blessed land suitable for all plants. Can grow mid-tier immortal and spiritual herbs.]
[Upgrade to Level 9 for 10,000,000?]
Expressionless, Ye Chuan silently pressed upgrade.
[Level 9 Herb Garden: A mystical realm overflowing with spiritual energy. Can grow high-tier immortal and spiritual herbs, with a chance of developing sentience.]
[Upgrade for 100,000,000?]
Upgrade!
[Insufficient funds.]
"Oh, NOW you notice my balance is low?" Ye Chuan rolled his eyes. Might as well just rob me next time.
After grumbling for a bit, he turned his attention back to the Herb Garden interface. On the left side, there was a shop icon—selling seeds for various immortal herbs.
"Hmm..."
The seeds weren’t exactly cheap. For example, a single Tiger Strength Grass seed—used for Tiger Strength Pills—cost 500, and that was for a mundane-tier pill. Seeds for materials like the Body Cleansing Pill started in the thousands.
Moreover, the variety of seeds available in the shop depended on whether he had encountered the herb before.
Just like with pill recipes.
Ye Chuan bought a batch of Tiger Strength Grass seeds and Body Cleansing Pill materials, planting them before a countdown timer appeared.
"Watering too?" He grabbed a watering can and sprinkled the seeds, only to notice that even the watering can could be upgraded.
[Level 1 Watering Can: A plain, unremarkable can. Weeds might appreciate it.]
[Upgrade to Level 2 for 100?]
Ye Chuan: "..."
Seriously?
Even the watering can?
Whatever. He’d already splurged on the Herb Garden. Might as well go all in.
Another five million later, the watering can reached Level 10.
[Level 10 Watering Can: Speeds up herb growth and increases the chance of sentience.]
Over ten million gone in the blink of an eye.
Money flowed like water, but at least the herbs grown here could be refined into pills and sold. It was an investment, really.
"Spend it. The more I spend, the more I’ll earn."
Just as Ye Chuan was resigning himself to this logic, another pop-up appeared—
[Unlock the "Steal Herbs" function for 999,999?]
[Steal Herbs: Allows entry into unlocked Herb Gardens to pilfer immortal herbs.]
Steal herbs?
Why did that sound so familiar?
Wasn’t this the same as that farming game from elementary school?
"No wonder the interface looked so familiar." Ye Chuan glanced at the list and saw that the Qingyun Sect’s Herb Garden was already unlocked. He tapped in and was greeted by a pixelated garden that looked all too familiar.
Bare.
"Very familiar. Isn’t this the same garden I already looted?"
No point then.
Not buying.
No way was he letting the system scam him again.
But then again... if he unlocked this feature, wouldn’t it mean he could harvest herbs remotely in the future?
After the last incident, security in the herb gardens would be tighter than ever. Trying to sneak in again would likely end with disciples and elders swarming him before he even got close.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
