When he felt the obvious change in the Suixing Sword, Xuan Yan's eyes nearly popped out of his head. How on earth was this done?
His hands trembling, he looked at the spirit sword in his grasp. "The quality of the Suixing Sword... it's actually improved by a significant margin?!"
He finally understood why Xuanye was so excited. This rate of improvement was much faster than direct cultivation. In just a few breaths, his combat power had clearly increased.
Spend money to get stronger!
And it was a direct, tangible strengthening!
"But... this, this... do you even have the money?" Xuan Yan asked Xuanye. Being good friends for many years and fellow elders of the same sect, he was well aware of how much money the other had.
"I still have some left," Xuanye said.
"This..."
"The next stage costs five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones," Ye Chuan said, seeing Xuanye's eager, restless look, directly stating the risk. "However, starting from level four, there's a chance of failure. Consider it yourself."
Hearing that failure was possible was like a bucket of cold water dumped on Xuanye. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately asked, "Master, what's the success rate..."
"Hmm..." Ye Chuan glanced at the panel. After all, it was just adding a five. "Ninety percent."
It wasn't a hundred percent anyway. Probability was just one of those unreliable things.
"Ninety percent?!"
That's still a very high chance!
Without hesitation, Xuanye took out his entire life savings. "Here, five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."
"Xuanye..." Xuan Yan began.
But in the end, he didn't say more, knowing his words would fall on deaf ears now.
They had all been stuck at the Nascent Soul realm for years, with no progress in cultivation and no change in combat power.
The desire to grow stronger was simply too intense.
"Alright." Ye Chuan accepted another five hundred thousand and then tossed the Suixing Sword into the furnace.
The furnace began to shake violently, and Xuanye's eyes were glued to it—
It has to succeed!
It must—
Clang! A sudden, piercing sound rang out, and the Suixing Sword was ejected once more.
This time, however, the glow on it had dimmed considerably.
"This... this can't be..." A terrible premonition instantly gripped Xuanye's heart. He hurriedly looked at Ye Chuan.
"You have decent luck," Ye Chuan spoke up.
Xuanye's face immediately lit up with joy. "So it succeeded?"
"No. I meant you have passable luck. You managed to hit that ten percent failure rate." Ye Chuan's words seemed to make Xuanye's world collapse.
"It's back to level three. Here, take it." Ye Chuan threw the Suixing Sword back to Xuanye.
Learning that eight hundred thousand spirit stones had gone down the drain, Xuanye stared blankly at the spirit sword in his hand, his whole person seeming to short-circuit.
A tumult of complex emotions surged within him. "Even a ninety percent chance can fail?"
"Why?"
"When I attempted my Nascent Soul breakthrough, I succeeded with only a thirty percent chance..."
"Mas... Master..." Zhang Yuefeng, standing to the side, saw her master muttering like this and spoke up with concern, "A-at least the Suixing Sword is repaired, right?"
"Uh, Xuanye, are you okay?" Xuan Yan also asked, as Xuanye's mental state seemed a bit off.
"I... I'm going to hunt demon beasts to earn money! I need to earn for the Suixing Sword!" Xuanye suddenly stood up, turned, and left.
"Hey, Master!"
"Xuanye!"
After the three of them left the shop, Ye Chuan slowly withdrew his gaze.
Beside him, Hu Li's ears twitched. "Boss... is that old immortal master alright?"
"Who can he blame for getting addicted?" Ye Chuan smiled faintly.
But having tasted that feeling, he'd be back sooner or later.
Ye Chuan understood it all too well.
That old codger definitely wouldn't be resigned to it. After all, that feeling of being hooked...
"That's about it. Closing time for today, Hu Li." Ye Chuan lay back on the sofa and waved his hand. "Lock up."
"Yes, Boss!" Hu Li immediately got up to close the shop.
After shutting the shop door, the little girl quickly ran back to Ye Chuan's side, looking ready to receive orders—her big eyes fixed on him.
"It's after work hours. You can go do things you like," Ye Chuan said.
"Hu Li wants to stay by the boss's side." Hu Li blinked, her voice softening a little. "Is that not okay..."
The loli was quite cute.
"Suit yourself." Ye Chuan took out a spirit stone from his backpack space and handed it to Hu Li. "Here, consider it your allowance. Buy food or toys, whatever you like."
The value of a single spirit stone could actually exchange for quite a lot of good things in the mortal world. Seeing it, Hu Li just shook her head. "Hu Li has food and drink. That's enough."
"Take it." Ye Chuan stuffed it into her arms.
After the forging shop closed, Ye Chuan counted his earnings for the day and then logged off directly.
Tianxuan Continent, logging off!
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...
Opening his eyes, Ye Chuan returned to the real world.
Looking around, he found himself in his own room.
Walking out, he noticed Lan Xiaoke was still cultivating. Spiritual energy swirled around her body, and with her steady breathing, her cultivation was indeed steadily improving.
"She's really diligent. She hasn't moved for several days now, right?"
This state of deep meditation wasn't actually rare. It was normal for ordinary cultivators to remain like this for months during seclusion. But for a lazy bug like Lan Xiaoke, staying still for days was a rarity.
Ye Chuan observed Lan Xiaoke. If she weren't cultivating, he would have gone over to hold her snow-white peaks to relieve some hand pressure.
After all, being busy at the forge all day had worn him out.
Just then, Lan Xiaoke seemed to react—her snow-white long hair suddenly floated up, undulating along with the changes in spiritual energy.
Finally, as if a physical restraint had been released, Lan Xiaoke's aura climbed to a new level!
"I broke through!" Lan Xiaoke opened her eyes.
This brought her one step closer to the Nascent Soul realm!
"Not bad." Ye Chuan was surprised that Lan Xiaoke's leveling speed was a bit faster than he expected. Although not as fast as Qian Shuang's, her talent was still quite good.
Though it might also just be the effect of a critical success from the Spirit Gathering Array.
"Uh, I'm hungry." Lan Xiaoke stood up, and her stomach immediately let out a loud gurgle.
Holding her stomach, she looked up at Ye Chuan. "Ye Chuan, you're responsible for me."
"Sounds like you're pregnant or something." Seeing her like this, Ye Chuan said, "Let's go. I'll treat you to a big meal outside."
"Yay!" Lan Xiaoke immediately scampered over cheerfully. "Let's go, let's go."
"I feel like I could eat a whole cow!"
Ye Chuan checked the time. "Hmm, at this hour, let's call everyone to go out together. No cooking today."
However, considering the matter of selling spirit stones, Ye Chuan planned to ask Yan Ran out.
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
. 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!"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
