Dusk.
The city was bathed in a warm orange glow.
After the match, Ye Chuan walked home, accompanied by a girl with a waist-length ponytail and another with shoulder-length hair who strolled leisurely beside him.
"Five thousand, plus fourteen thousand, at seven-to-one odds... damn."
An Shiyu did the math and realized she owed Ye Chuan a whopping 133,000 yuan?!
Not to mention Luo Xi’s 3,000—that made it 21,000!
"Ye Chuan~" An Shiyu quickened her pace, catching up to him with an exaggeratedly sweet tone, "How about rounding it down?"
Despite the sugary voice, her expression remained eerily blank, making it sound more like a rehearsed line than genuine pleading.
"You’re the one who set fixed odds."
Ye Chuan shot her a glance, noting the sparkle in her eyes, and rolled his own. "Fine."
"Great! Then I’ll transfer you 3,000," An Shiyu said.
"You’re rounding down the wrong number!!" Ye Chuan glared and promptly thumped her on the head.
Thunk.
A satisfying sound—proof of a good head.
This scammer was getting desperate!
"Tch, my profits just took a nosedive," An Shiyu grumbled.
What should’ve been a massive payday was now reduced to scraps. In her book, less profit meant a loss.
The worst part? She couldn’t even weasel out of it—Ye Chuan and Luo Xi were childhood friends.
"Ugh." Under Ye Chuan’s stern gaze, she reluctantly transferred the full 130,000 yuan.
Luo Xi giggled beside them. "Shiyu, just give me back my 3,000. I was only playing around anyway."
Hearing this, An Shiyu immediately wrapped her arms around Luo Xi, sniffing her scent dramatically before shooting Ye Chuan a look. "Sniff sniff See this? This right here? An angel!"
"And the 3,000. Hand it over," Ye Chuan demanded flatly, palm outstretched.
"Fine."
In the end, An Shiyu didn’t renege. She transferred Ye Chuan’s 133,000 and Luo Xi’s 21,000, then checked her bank balance. With just over a million yuan left in spending money, she sighed.
"Broke as hell."
Time to squeeze some cash out of Grandpa.
After settling the debts, An Shiyu and the other girl walked a short distance before hopping onto an electric mini-car and zooming off with a putt-putt-putt.
Left alone with Luo Xi, Ye Chuan glanced at the ponytailed girl beside him and smiled. "No club activities today, Luo Xi?"
"I took the day off because of your match," she replied, clasping her hands behind her back and leaning closer curiously. "Chuan, how did you suddenly get so strong? Were you secretly training behind my back?"
"Nah, I got a system. It gives me money daily and boosts my skills."
"Ugh, fine, keep your secrets." Luo Xi playfully punched his arm.
Still, she had to admit Ye Chuan was right about taekwondo being all flash—those guys were weak. Even someone as lean as him could knock them out with one punch.
Luo Xi was pretty sure she could do the same.
If I went up, I’d win too.
"As long as you’re healthy, that’s all that matters." Her ponytail swayed as she brushed a few stray strands from her forehead, offering a sweet smile.
A shadow flickered in her eyes—a fleeting thought of her mother’s worsening health—but she quickly masked it with her usual cheerful grin.
Bathed in the golden hues of sunset, her smile seemed to glow, radiant and lingering.
Ye Chuan was used to Luo Xi’s optimism, but he caught that momentary sadness. Suddenly, he spoke up.
"Actually, the reason I’ve been feeling better is because of an old family remedy. It really works. Maybe your mom could try it."
Luo Xi blinked. "Chuan, are you serious?"
"I hardly ever lie to you."
"Do you still have any of that medicine?" She grabbed his arm urgently.
Ye Chuan nodded. "Yeah, but I’ll need a little more time."
The Deer Blood Pills only dropped when Bai Qianshuang went into overdrive, or if he took risks himself—sometimes yielding them as loot.
As for other elixirs, he hadn’t gotten his hands on any yet, so he wasn’t sure what else might help Luo Xi’s mom. But the Deer Blood Pills? He’d tested them himself, and the results were undeniable.
"Okay, I’ll give it to Mom then." Since Ye Chuan wasn’t joking, Luo Xi chose to trust him—just like during the match, when almost no one believed in him, she’d stood firmly by his side.
Ye Chuan chuckled.
They walked shoulder-to-shoulder, the occasional brush sending Luo Xi’s thoughts drifting.
Suddenly, she asked, "Chuan, what are you gonna do with all that money?"
"Spend it?" He considered the freshly deposited sum. "First, upgrade the house a bit. The rest..."
His mind wandered to the in-app purchases in the Universal Landlord APP. To earn more in the future, he’d have to invest. So far, he hadn’t even hit a single pity pull.
In the end, strength was the key to scoring better loot during his adventures. And the treasures he found there? They had real-world effects, especially those pills.
"So, Chuan... does this mean you won’t mooch off girlfriends for meals anymore?" Luo Xi tilted her head, eyes twinkling.
"Yeah."
"Then..."
"Money’s way better than women," Ye Chuan laughed.
"Oh..." Luo Xi’s voice hitched before she giggled.
Ye Chuan tugged her ponytail. "C’mon, tonight’s my treat. How about that seafood place from last time?"
"Even with money, you shouldn’t splurge like that! Something simple’s fine—how about some Lao You noodles?"
"Sure, works for me."
...
By the time Ye Chuan got home after dinner, it was past seven.
He checked the log—Bai Qianshuang was still meditating, though she’d polished off all the snacks.
"Better not disturb her." Seeing her deep in meditation, he quietly left a fresh bag of snacks by her door.
Sitting on his bed, he glanced at his balance—over 100,000 yuan.
Damn.
A sum he’d never dreamed of, now just a month’s worth of income.
4,000 yuan a day, 120,000 a month.
"Life’s getting sweeter by the day," he mused, surveying the shabby, decades-old decor around him.
Every piece of furniture was older than he was.
Yeah, time for an upgrade. A full makeover!
"But where to start?" As he pondered, his phone buzzed.
He glanced down—
[Balance has reached the specified threshold. Universal Landlord APP unlocks House Construction & Renovation features.]
Ye Chuan: "..."
Seriously? You’re into everything money-related, huh?
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."
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
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.”
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!"
