"My pants, my pants are falling!"
"My clothes, my clothes!"
"My chest is completely exposed!!!"
"The wind is too strong!"
Ye Chuan was carrying Lin Qingyue. Unable to perform a teleportation with another person, after leaving the cave entrance, he transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the Xuanjing City with her.
Lin Qingyue was held in Ye Chuan's hand, fluttering in the wind like a ragged cloth.
"Here, your daughter." Back at the old man's residence, Ye Chuan tossed the person over under the old man's astonished gaze. "Sign for it and give a good review."
"Father!" As soon as Lin Qingyue landed, without a second thought, she threw herself towards the old man.
The old man embraced his daughter, tears streaming down his face, choked up and unable to speak. After learning of his daughter's ordeal, he simply kept kowtowing to Ye Chuan.
"Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you for your life-saving grace!"
Ye Chuan merely said, "Can we discuss the shop matter now?"
"Yes! Of course!" The old man nodded hurriedly.
"If the Immortal Master likes it, I can even give you the shop!"
"Oh?" Ye Chuan wasn't the least bit polite. "Alright, consider it payment for saving your daughter."
He was, after all, a Great Power at the Dao Comprehension realm; people couldn't hire him without offering a hefty sum.
In the end, the old man was overwhelmed with gratitude, thanking him profusely.
After completing the transfer of the land deed, Ye Chuan went to the shop on the commercial street in the west of the city.
The shop was indeed as Mu Qianqian had described, built facing the street, spacious and tidy inside.
"A good spot. Setting up a business here is definitely doable." As Ye Chuan spoke, he noticed his phone vibrating—
He glanced at it and found that within the decoration function on his phone, a layout for a shop had actually appeared.
"Hmm? So, I can freely modify the layout of my own shop?"
"That's not bad."
Ye Chuan was quite familiar with using the renovation function by now.
After setting the desired layout, Ye Chuan waved his hand. The clutter inside the shop was instantly cleared away, the walls were repaired anew, the floor was paved with smooth bluestone, and a huge furnace appeared to the side.
Then, he took out a large piece of ore from his backpack. After cutting it into the shape he wanted, he traced his fingers over it. Moments later—
The seven glittering golden characters 【World's Number One Forging Master】 appeared on the ore. He hung it at the shop entrance, instantly attracting the attention of many cultivators.
World's Number One Forging Master?
What bold claims!
Ye Chuan sat on the sofa he had created through renovation, crossed his legs, and began leisurely drinking tea, waiting for customers to arrive.
He wasn't anxious at all; after all, someone would always come in to test the waters.
Plus, the foot traffic here was very high, so Ye Chuan wasn't worried about a lack of business.
Soon, a disciple wearing sect robes walked into the shop. He was a cultivator who looked to be in his twenties or thirties. As soon as he entered, he noticed Ye Chuan lounging on the sofa and that huge, exaggerated furnace.
The man observed for a moment, then spoke up.
"Boss, with a sign like that, what can you forge?"
"Anything." Ye Chuan said nonchalantly, then glanced at the other's cultivation level—just a Foundation Establishment kid.
Then Ye Chuan said, "Here, I can forge and craft any weapon or magical treasure, and I can also enhance weapons and magical treasures."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of surprise passed through the disciple's eyes. "I understand forging magical treasures, but what do you mean by 'enhance'?"
"I can unconditionally increase the power of your weapons and magical treasures." Ye Chuan said lightly.
"Unconditionally?" Hearing Ye Chuan's words, a trace of suspicion flashed in the disciple's eyes.
"Of course, for spirit stones." Ye Chuan said. "Give me spirit stones, and I can boost your magical treasure's power."
"..."
The disciple clearly didn't believe Ye Chuan's words, as he had never heard of anyone being able to unconditionally increase a magical treasure's power. However, he couldn't see through Ye Chuan's cultivation level, indicating he was certainly not some low-level cultivator.
"So, how long does it take to enhance equipment?" the disciple asked.
If Ye Chuan said it would take several days or months, he was most likely a fraud. The disciple even felt Ye Chuan might run off with the treasure.
But Ye Chuan's next sentence made the disciple's jaw drop.
"Enhancing equipment takes but a few breaths."
"That... that fast?"
"Of course. It's not a difficult task." Ye Chuan pointed to the furnace beside him. "Do you want to try? The first toss only costs one hundred spirit stones."
One hundred spirit stones?!
One hundred spirit stones wasn't a cheap amount for a Foundation Establishment cultivator either, and the disciple felt it wasn't very reliable, as he had never heard of such a thing.
But for some reason, he felt a sense of temptation in his heart and really wanted to try the effect.
"What, you don't dare?" Ye Chuan's gaze fell on the sword at the other's waist.
"If you don't dare, forget it. Take care."
"I... I dare!" Seemingly provoked by Ye Chuan's flippant words, the disciple was stunned for a moment, then strode forward and slapped his own sword onto the table in front of Ye Chuan with a thwack.
"One hundred spirit stones it is! I want to see if it's really that miraculous!"
"Fine." Ye Chuan responded lazily, then picked up the disciple's spirit sword. After all, it was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator; the weapon wasn't high-grade either, just a sword with a bit of spiritual energy.
It couldn't even be considered a spirit artifact.
Under the disciple's watchful eye, Ye Chuan tossed the sword into the furnace as if throwing away garbage.
"You... you just threw it in?!" Seeing Ye Chuan's action, the disciple immediately panicked. "It'll get damaged!"
"Quiet. Just watch." Ye Chuan didn't even lift his eyelids.
Hearing Ye Chuan's words, the man felt, for some reason, as if his own aura was being suppressed.
The furnace shook a few times, and with a whoosh, the sword was ejected, now emitting a faint white glow.
Ye Chuan glanced at its information. +1 enhancement was simple, after all, with a 100% success rate.
"Done. Your weapon has been enhanced. If you want to continue enhancing, the spirit stone cost will increase." Ye Chuan tossed the sword back to the disciple, almost burning him.
"Of course, the higher the enhancement level each time, the greater the improvement."
"You..." The disciple caught the sword, but froze upon gripping it, because he could clearly feel the weapon had become stronger.
Judging by its appearance, it only seemed to have gained a faint layer of fluorescence.
The disciple drew the sword, then exclaimed in surprise, "This..."
"This..."
"This?!" After uttering it three times, the man set aside his earlier doubts and looked at Ye Chuan again with immense respect.
"So miraculous! I can feel my weapon has become stronger!"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
