Ye Wuchen frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable itch in his hands—an urge to grasp something. It was strange. Before this person had clashed with Dai Yuanshan, he had felt nothing toward him. But after their confrontation, the impression he gave off was...
How to describe it?
Like a peerless beauty, tightly wrapped in layers of clothing, suddenly revealing a glimpse of skin—pale, soft, fragrant... Though her full form remained hidden, the allure was utterly irresistible.
Before colliding with Dai Yuanshan, he had seemed utterly unremarkable. Yet after their friction, he became unfathomably profound. What could have caused such a transformation?
After a moment of contemplation, a bold conjecture surfaced in Ye Wuchen’s mind.
"Boss, this teacher seems unusual. If Dai Yuanshan is the chosen proxy of the Celestial Pivot·Key of Balance, then this man might very well be a candidate for one of the other Heavenly Dao Keys!" Ye Wuchen conveyed his speculation to Chen Yi.
"Oh? What makes you say that?" Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.
He knew Old Ye had good luck, but this level of fortune bordered on absurd.
First, he had stumbled upon an unremarkable blood-stained pouch while wandering aimlessly. Then, by sheer coincidence—and with Fang Fan’s assistance—he had uncovered the deeply hidden Ye Ancai, ultimately unlocking the Ruins of the Divine Realm as a result.
That was his first stroke of luck.
Next, thanks to Ye Wuchen’s influence, the moment Ye Ancai arrived in the Divine Realm via a hidden path, he had immediately spotted Dai Yuanshan and his brother being tortured. The glaring remnant dragon tattoo had caught Chen Yi’s attention—only later did he learn that Elder Cui Changsheng had laid the groundwork. Otherwise, the Celestial Pivot·Key of Balance would never have been exposed so blatantly.
No explanation was needed—this was Ye Wuchen, the God of Wealth, flexing his influence. Not only had he saved them countless hours of investigation, but he had even handed Chen Yi the method to enter the River of Time. Truly, his luck was contagious!
That was his second stroke of luck!
And now, with Ye Wuchen personally present, he wasn’t even bothering to hide it!
The moment they stepped into the Abyssal Ruins, before even grasping the world’s circumstances, he had keenly pinpointed the critical detail and seized the heart of the matter!
Though it was uncertain whether that schoolteacher was a chosen proxy of a Heavenly Dao Key, Chen Yi felt an inexplicable confidence—with Ye Wuchen around, even if he wasn’t, he would be!
Chen Yi’s mind even involuntarily replayed his first encounter with Ye Wuchen.
Back then, it had seemed like he and Gu Yuan had worked in tandem to reel him in.
But with his absurd luck, if this venture had truly been doomed, why would he have willingly taken the bait?
On the surface, it might have looked like he had lost years of savings, but in reality... it felt more like he had unknowingly incurred a karmic debt to him!
The more he thought about it, the more unsettling it became—a realization that sent chills down his spine.
Had he been the one fishing for Ye Wuchen, or had Ye Wuchen been fishing for him all along?
In the end, it was a question without an answer.
Perhaps this was simply fate, a predestined arrangement. At any rate, Ye Wuchen had been thoroughly vetted—his background was clean, or else he would never have been allowed to serve as the God of Wealth in Zi Wei.
All he had to do was keep leveraging his luck; the rest was Chen Yi’s problem.
"Boss, as you know, us Gods of Wealth must have a sharp instinct for opportunities!" Ye Wuchen calmly laid out his reasoning:
"My guess that the teacher might be a candidate for another Heavenly Dao Key stems mainly from Dai Yuanshan!"
"When I first laid eyes on Dai Yuanshan, he gave me a feeling akin to encountering a rare treasure. It wasn’t until later, when I learned he was the chosen proxy of the Celestial Pivot·Key of Balance, that I understood the source of that sensation!"
"Dai Yuanshan is merely the vessel—the true treasure is the Heavenly Dao Key behind him!"
"And the same goes for that teacher who clashed with Dai Yuanshan. At first, I felt nothing unusual about him. But the moment Dai Yuanshan engaged him, it was as if a sword had been unsheathed—its cold gleam nearly blinding me!"
Here, Ye Wuchen paused, his expression hesitant and lacking confidence. "That feeling was similar to what Dai Yuanshan gave me, yet different. If this discrepancy isn’t due to the distinct attributes of different Heavenly Dao Keys, then it’s likely that the teacher hasn’t been fully chosen yet—he’s still in a probationary phase!"
"Hmm. So, what do you suggest we do next?" Chen Yi asked thoughtfully.
Though he hadn’t detected any traces of a Heavenly Dao Key’s influence on the teacher, he trusted Ye Wuchen’s intuition—this man was a walking lucky charm!
No reason needed. Whenever this fortune-blessed general was around, things always worked out. If not perfectly, at least they never went south.
When in doubt, blindly follow the lucky one!
After a moment of contemplation, Ye Wuchen replied, "I think the best course is to do nothing. Let Dai Yuanshan, the confirmed proxy, clash with this potential candidate. Sparks will fly, and that’ll solidify his status as a true proxy. Only then can we trace the hidden Heavenly Dao Key!"
"You’re right. Then I’ll leave it to you. Ye Ancai, cooperate fully!" Without hesitation, Chen Yi delegated the task and dissolved into eighty-one multicolored chaos beads, reforming into a necklace around Ye Wuchen’s neck.
Originally, he had planned to seek out Xie Buruo for a... discussion. But the sudden trace of a Heavenly Dao Key had changed things.
Making a scene now would be unwise.
After all, Xie Buruo could be dealt with anytime. But if they scared off the hidden Heavenly Dao Key, alerting it to their presence, finding it again would be next to impossible!
Besides, Ye Wuchen’s mention of a proxy reminded Chen Yi of the old man who had just become captain of the Destiny Calamity Squad.
He wondered if the old-timer was facing any difficulties.
Ye Wuchen: "......"
Well, he was used to it.
Brother Yi hated tedious work. Back in the Divine Land, when deep research was needed, he had been the same. Now, with the complex and drawn-out task of locating a Heavenly Dao Key, it was no different.
All he cared about was swinging his halberd recklessly—combat was his joy...
"Brother Wuchen, how can I assist?" Ye Ancai sidled up with an ingratiating smile.
The top dog’s aura was too oppressive, but this second-in-command was much easier to get along with. He remembered their first fight—Ye Wuchen had been wearing his God of Wealth robes!
Wouldn’t clinging to this thigh be wise?!
What? Some unpleasant history between them?
Pah! They were practically family—fighting was just how they bonded!
Ye Wuchen glanced at him, and a plan swiftly took shape. "Ancai, if I recall, you used to have a taste for that special Venomous Abyss toxin, didn’t you?"
"Ahem, Brother Wuchen, I’ve quit..."
"No need for modesty. You’ve got experience—no one can play a demonic Venomous Abyss spawn as convincingly as you!"
"Wait, hold on—"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
