Jin Zhengxi's clothes had all ended up on the ground, naturally thanks to Ye Chuan using his spatial backpack. After all, if this guy was going to wear so much protective gear into the ring, Ye Chuan felt it was only right to give him a little "gift."
Confiscating clothes was a trick Ye Chuan had first tried on Luo Xi, so pulling it off now felt almost second nature.
Seeing his opponent collapse bare-assed in front of him, Ye Chuan just shook his head and nudged the guy's cheek with the tip of his shoe. "Old Jin, how did you manage to 'drop loot' mid-fight? I’ve got zero interest in checking out your tiny equipment."
Even though Ye Chuan said that, half the audience below was already whipping out their phones to snap pictures.
College students these days were always first in line for drama, and sharing the latest gossip was practically a daily ritual.
With that, Ye Chuan shook his head again and stepped off the stage under everyone’s gaze, leaving behind a stunned crowd and Huang Haotian, who was clutching his head and howling like a madman.
"This can’t be! No way! Impossible!"
It was the desperate wail of a gambler who’d lost everything.
A betting addict left with nothing in the end.
But Huang Haotian didn’t dare confront Ye Chuan—he’d finally realized the truth. Ye Chuan wasn’t normal.
He was a monster.
......
"Fish, 400k," Ye Chuan said directly to An Shiyu. Adding his own 200k, An Shiyu promptly transferred the full amount over.
Glancing at the account she managed, An Shiyu remarked, "Want me to hold onto it for a few days? Seems like the money’s reluctant to move."
Ye Chuan rolled his eyes, already seeing through her game. "Then how about your head becomes 'reluctant' to stay on your shoulders?"
"Tch."
Once the 400k hit his account, Ye Chuan looked thoroughly satisfied. Making 200k in one go was no small feat.
"Wow…" Luo Xi watched as Ye Chuan casually pocketed tens of thousands, unsure whether to feel envious or just amazed. Lately, it felt like Ye Chuan had leveled up overnight—not just richer, but physically stronger too.
Noticing Luo Xi eyeing his balance, Ye Chuan grinned. "Want Daddy to transfer you some? Any amount’s fine."
"No way! You should really think about managing your money properly," Luo Xi chided, shaking her head. She worried about Ye Chuan’s financial habits—plenty of people made money but lost it all because they didn’t know how to handle it. There was a saying:
"If you only think about saving, you’ll never learn to earn."
That was a lie.
For most people, unless they had enough wealth to last a lifetime without a care, learning to invest and grow money was the real key.
Ye Chuan just smiled at Luo Xi’s advice.
He’d love to manage his finances, but boosting his strength required spending. Still, he’d realized something—once he had power, making money would only get easier.
"Ye Chuan, wanna help out at the barbecue stall tonight?" Luo Xi asked cheerfully. "I’ll treat you to oysters."
"Sure," Ye Chuan agreed, though his mind was already working on how to improve Luo Xi’s family situation.
If Luo’s mother recovered, her father wouldn’t have to pour money into medical bills. Even hiring a helper or two could ease their daily struggles, and Luo Xi wouldn’t need to work nights.
But Luo’s mother’s condition wasn’t something simple treatments could fix. Years of illness had drained her body, and only a proper cure would work.
Ye Chuan recalled the alchemy function’s medicine-making option. Knowing how his system worked, he’d probably need to obtain a sample of the drug before unlocking its recipe.
Whatever. He’d figure it out step by step. For now, things were looking up.
Shaking off the thought, Ye Chuan set it aside for the moment.
After grabbing a bite with Luo Xi, the two parted ways.
Before heading home, Ye Chuan picked up his usual haul—a big bag of snacks and another of clothes, all for Bai Qianshuang.
The clothes came from the auntie he often got ingredients from. Since he’d freeloaded off her before, he figured he’d return the favor. As for Lan Xiaoke, he hadn’t gotten her anything.
Not because she "dropped" fewer coins, but because Lan Xiaoke fed on spiritual energy, and her clothes were shapeshifting by default. In short, she could wear whatever she wanted.
Case in point—
The moment Ye Chuan unlocked the door, he found Lan Xiaoke standing there in a maid outfit. Spotting him, she floated over with a grin. "Hey there, youngster! You’re back~"
The black-and-white dress, frilly lace stockings, and daring cut—even exposing half of her slime-like true form—left Ye Chuan momentarily speechless. "Why are you dressed like that?"
Lan Xiaoke patted her chest, her sickly pale face beaming. "You’re feeding and housing me, so of course I gotta keep the place clean!"
"Plus, I heard boys love this look." She twirled in place.
"Are you actually cleaning?" Ye Chuan eyed the trash and stains on the floor, skepticism dripping from his voice.
"Uh… this part’s still a work in progress?" Lan Xiaoke fidgeted under his stare.
No wonder Wang Yanran said spirits were expert liars. Lan Xiaoke was no exception.
Not that Ye Chuan cared. This ghost girl had no idea she’d been "dropping coins" nonstop since moving in. Earning 100 bucks a day probably felt like a win to her.
"Whatever. I’m beat." Ye Chuan rolled his shoulders, ready to wash up and crash.
"Want me to scrub your back?" Lan Xiaoke hovered after him.
"Pass."
"I can wear a swimsuit! Any style you want~" she offered eagerly, her head popping up behind him.
"Not into big-boobed ghosts." Ye Chuan paused, remembering his messy room. "Tell you what—clean my room before I finish showering, and I’ll buy you a new skin."
"On it!" Lan Xiaoke phased through the wall before he could blink, leaving Ye Chuan twitching at the speed.
He checked on Bai Qianshuang, still deep in meditation, absorbing spiritual energy.
Guess she’d been starving for too long—no movement all day.
Shaking his head, Ye Chuan glanced at his balance. Maybe tonight was the night to attempt breaking through to Foundation Establishment.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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."
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
