The New Tenant

Ye Chuan carefully examined the synthesis probabilities—

60% chance of becoming a top-tier item.

10% chance of achieving legendary quality.

30% chance of ending up as a high-grade item.

Even combining two top-tier items still carried a risk of downgrading to high-grade, and a 30% probability wasn’t exactly low. If two gold-tier items turned into purple, that would be a massive loss.

"Should I go for it or not?"

Neither of the two top-tier physiques in his inventory appealed to him. He already had the Profound Dao Physique by default, and learning techniques could be done through the system—making this one completely redundant. As for the Celestial Lone Star Physique? No way. What if it ended up harming Luo Xi, the stunning beauty? It might even affect his precious cash cow.

"Screw it, let’s fuse!"

Gritting his teeth, Ye Chuan finally made up his mind.

At worst, it’d just cost him two and a half days’ worth of rent.

After dragging the two icons together, his phone screen lit up with a flash. Ye Chuan tossed it onto the bed and immediately bolted for the bathroom!

Out of sight, out of mind—maybe it’d boost his luck (?)

About ten minutes later, Ye Chuan returned with a glass of water, moving sluggishly but with a determined gaze fixed straight ahead, deliberately avoiding a glance at his phone.

Only after sitting on the edge of the bed did he squint and pick up the phone.

Alright, let’s see!

[Congratulations! You’ve obtained the Azure Dragon Saint Physique. It has been added to your backpack Gold]

Gold—meaning top-tier?

Ye Chuan sighed inwardly. Legendary quality wasn’t as easy to pull as he’d hoped, but at least it hadn’t downgraded to high-grade.

[Item: Azure Dragon Saint Physique (Top-tier)

Possesses the bloodline of an ancient Azure Dragon. Unmatched physical prowess within the same cultivation realm. At its peak, the physique can transcend mortality and attain sainthood. Grants mastery over thunder and lightning.

Equippable.]

Not bad.

Still, Ye Chuan couldn’t help yearning for a legendary-quality physique. If only he could’ve synthesized one outright.

He glanced silently at his remaining balance of 50,000 yuan.

Another ten-pull?

Well, since he was already here…

What if he got lucky?

…

A few minutes later, Ye Chuan stared blankly at his backpack full of blue and white items—not a single purple high-tier among them.

He was starting to feel the gambler’s high.

And his wallet was nearly dead.

Rubbing his throbbing temples, Ye Chuan fused all the mid- and low-tier items, only to fail at producing even one high-tier.

With a resigned sigh, he equipped the Azure Dragon Saint Physique.

Might as well use it for now.

At least it was a top-tier physique.

Once equipped, Ye Chuan took a moment to feel the changes in his body.

Every inch of him had become as hard as steel.

He poked at his arm and fell silent for a few seconds. "Huh… not bad?"

Activating the Azure Dragon Saint Physique, he noticed a faint layer of cyan scales shimmering across his skin, while his hands flickered with phantom dragon claws.

"It says I can control lightning," Ye Chuan mused, experimenting with the physique’s abilities. His clawed hand twitched slightly—

CRACKLE-BOOM!

A burst of lightning erupted, striking the bed with an explosive BANG!

Ye Chuan: "…"

Oh crap. My bed!

Seeing his freshly assembled bed now in ruins, Ye Chuan felt his vision darken. He hastily opened the app, ordered a replacement, and unequipped the physique with a grimace.

Well, at least there was improvement.

Even a 1% boost was better than nothing. To deal real damage, he’d need to level up or fine-tune the details.

With his balance now just over 40,000 yuan, Ye Chuan decided to limit himself to one daily pull for now. The Azure Dragon Saint Physique was decent enough.

Pulling more felt like letting the system reclaim his hard-earned money.

Probably part of its evil scheme.

"I’m a little azure dragon, a little dragon, little dragon…" Ye Chuan hummed softly as he slumped into a chair for a breather.

Just then, his phone buzzed.

Picking it up, he saw a message from Luo Xi.

Luo Xi: Chuan, you’ve gone viral! Have you seen? The forums are blowing up about you.

Luo Xi: knock knock

Ye Chuan wasn’t particularly fazed by the news. He’d never cared much for others’ opinions, so their chatter didn’t interest him.

Still, Luo Xi sent a link to the forum thread. Ye Chuan skimmed through it.

Reactions ranged from shock to disbelief, but most were skeptical.

How could Ye Chuan possibly take on fifteen people (including the MMA club president) single-handedly?

Soon, conspiracy theories took over—claims that Ye Chuan had colluded with several clubs to rig bets and scam money.

Those who’d lost their bets were furious, frantically tagging the taekwondo and MMA club presidents in the comments.

Huang Haotian and the MMA club were stuck between a rock and a hard place.

If they defended themselves, would anyone believe them? And if they proved the match was real, wouldn’t that just confirm they’d gotten wrecked by a single punch?

They chose radio silence, ignoring the accusations and even deleting their earlier posts.

Ye Chuan closed the thread, indifferent.

…

As he was about to exit the forum, another post caught his eye: Yinshan Urban Legends—Have You Heard the Weeping in the Fifth-Floor Equipment Room?

OP: I was at school late last night. The fifth floor of Building B1 had no lights, and when I passed the equipment room, I heard crying inside. So creepy… is it really haunted?

Comments flooded in:

#2: Oh yeah, it’s a classic Yinshan legend. Every year, students report the same thing.

#3: No wonder I always felt chills there. Rumor has it a senior died in that room.

#4: Don’t even get me started on the midnight basketball court—dudes playing while making rooster noises. Who’s gonna deal with that?

Reply: That’s the underworld’s jurisdiction.

Urban legends? Hauntings?

Ye Chuan’s interest piqued, remembering his Spirit Eye ability.

Nowadays, he wasn’t as scared of such things. After all, he was a Qi Refining cultivator—what could mere ghosts do to him?

Right.

He wasn’t afraid.

Still, maybe he’d avoid Building B1 for now. Too much yin energy—bad for cultivation.

Just then, a notification popped up:

[Multiverse Landlord: New tenant clue detected. Proceed to Yinshan Academy, Building B1, fifth-floor equipment room.]

Ye Chuan’s finger froze mid-swipe.

Wait—

If the forum post was accurate, that equipment room was haunted, right?

Having an immortal in his apartment was one thing, but now he was supposed to recruit a ghost too?