Although Bai Qianshuang claimed she wasn’t hungry after absorbing spiritual energy, her gem-like eyes remained fixed on the steamed bun in Ye Chuan’s hand.
Noticing this, Ye Chuan playfully switched the bun between his hands, and her gaze followed it without fail.
Soon realizing she was being teased, Bai Qianshuang coughed lightly and pretended nothing had happened.
Adorable.
Ye Chuan raised the plastic bag in his hand. “Really not eating?”
“Mmm.” A flicker of struggle flashed in the girl’s eyes before she forcefully suppressed her desire and closed them.
Yet, her throat betrayed her with an involuntary gulp at her slender, pale neck.
Seeing Bai Qianshuang sit cross-legged as if meditating, Ye Chuan tossed the bun onto the nearby table. “I’ll leave it here. Eat if you get hungry.”
“Thank you, but it’s unnecessary.” Her voice was cool, though she was genuinely grateful for his offer.
Unfazed, Ye Chuan continued, “I’ll go buy some daily necessities for you today. Stay home and focus on your cultivation, alright?”
“Mn.” For Bai Qianshuang, secluding herself for ten days or even a month was perfectly normal.
After a few more reminders, Ye Chuan left the room. He planned to return to his own space, attempt cultivating the First-Class Immortal Art, and then head to the commercial district with Luo Xi to shop. Knowing Luo Xi’s habits, she’d probably sleep till noon after staying up late.
Back in his room, Ye Chuan glanced at Bai Qianshuang’s status—only to find her not cultivating at all.
[Bai Qianshuang is attacking the char siu bao!]
[Bai Qianshuang is attacking the meat bun!]
A chibi version of Bai Qianshuang stood by the table, devouring the buns with cheeks puffed up adorably.
Ye Chuan: “…”
So much for honesty. If she was hungry, she could’ve just said so.
Shaking his head, he sat cross-legged on the bed. According to the First-Class Immortal Art, cultivation realms mirrored those in novels: Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Golden Core, Nascent Soul… Bai Qianshuang was already at the Golden Core stage.
For her age, a teenage Golden Core cultivator was undoubtedly impressive.
The initial Qi Refining stage involved drawing spiritual energy into the body to temper meridians and grasp basic spells.
Just as Ye Chuan was about to experiment with energy absorption, he stumbled upon an unexpected icon while exploring his phone’s functions—one that appeared after he learned the technique.
[Idle Cultivation]
Idle? He tapped it.
Inside, a silhouette of a meditating figure appeared, alongside Ye Chuan’s basic information.
[Name: Ye Chuan
Realm: Mortal (Uninitiated)
Special Physique: None
Spiritual Root: None
Status: Auto-cultivating. Time until Qi Refining: 9 days (Efficiency affected by technique, spiritual root, and physique.)
Technique: First-Class Immortal Art (Blue Grade)]
[Recharge 1000 to draw a spiritual root! First purchase and every 99th draw guarantee a rare-grade spiritual root!]
[Recharge 1000 to draw a physique! First purchase and every 99th draw guarantee a rare-grade physique!]
Ye Chuan stared blankly at the screen.
Huh?
Wait, cultivation requires microtransactions now?
The flashing gold text taunted his frugal nature, but then it hit him—wasn’t the whole point of earning money to cure his illness? If he could draw a healing physique, wouldn’t that solve his health issues outright?
Still, 1000 per draw for spiritual roots or physiques made his wallet ache. His daily income was only 2000.
How long would it take to hit pity?
Or maybe the app was nudging him to raise Bai Qianshuang’s favorability? The daily earnings seemed tied to her favorability.
For now, no spending.
As he thought this, a gift pack suddenly wobbled in the top-right corner.
[First recharge: 6 = 1000!
Countdown: 23h 59m]
Ugh, this reeks of cheap mobile game tactics. But… six bucks?
Fine.
Ye Chuan caved and recharged the 6 yuan, then dove into the gacha mechanics.
Spiritual roots and physiques were straightforward.
Spiritual roots determined aptitude—different elements granted unique traits, with purer roots boosting energy absorption and cultivation speed.
Physiques endowed the body with passive abilities.
After some deliberation, Ye Chuan spent 1100 to try one of each.
[Drawing spiritual root…]
[Congratulations! Obtained High-Grade Fire Spiritual Root (Added to inventory).]
[Drawing physique…]
[Congratulations! Obtained High-Grade Ice Profound Physique (Added to inventory).]
Purple light flashed as the rewards popped up.
Checking his inventory, Ye Chuan found two new icons: a fiery red emblem and a frost-blue silhouette.
[Item: High-Grade Fire Spiritual Root
Grants fire-aligned spiritual root. Energy traits: volatile. Ideal for blacksmithing, alchemy, combat…
Equippable.]
[Item: High-Grade Ice Profound Physique
Innate affinity for ice-aligned energy. Easier mastery of ice techniques. Reduced damage from ice-based attacks…
Equippable.]
“Aren’t these two… conflicting?” Ye Chuan’s lips twitched. Then he recalled—wasn’t Bai Qianshuang a born Heavenly Dao Physique?
Returning to the gacha screen, he spotted the top-tier reward.
[Heavenly Dao Physique: No spiritual root required. Ultimate cultivation speed. Can comprehend all elemental techniques.]
Damn, that’s leagues above his pulls. No wonder geniuses in novels are so rare—luck’s a fickle thing. But for now, Ye Chuan had modest needs. He equipped the fire spiritual root.
A warmth spread through his body.
No other drastic changes.
As he was about to equip the ice physique, a warning flashed:
[Warning: Physique and spiritual root conflict. May trigger unpredictable effects.]
Ye Chuan: “…”
Better hold off. No reckless experiments until he could afford more draws.
With the fire root equipped, Ye Chuan attempted channeling energy as per the technique.
He extended his palm.
Crimson light swirled above it.
“So this is fire-aligned spiritual energy?” He marveled at the glow, then experimentally waved it near his blanket.
WHOOSH! The fabric ignited instantly.
Ye Chuan: “?!”
That fast?!
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
