Chen Yi's act of reactivating the fragments of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk went unnoticed by the artifact spirit, the dim-witted dragon, but it didn't escape the notice of its original owner—Ling Xiao!
"Not bad, you little freak. You're faster than I expected!"
"It seems the Realm of Calamities accelerated your growth, and Wuji's fear has only fueled your arrogance!"
"Yes, just like that. The fiercer you are, the more excited I get!"
"The Creation Disk was tainted by Wuji, and those little brats have become puppets. They're the vanguard. If nothing goes wrong, Wuji must be setting up a scheme to keep you under pressure, leaving you no time to spare before pointing his sword at me..."
"Wuji, I won't let you have your way. If that little freak doesn’t understand, I certainly do!"
"Let me give you a hand!"
On the largest fragment of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, Ling Xiao's avatar gazed deeply and casually established a new rule.
[The top-ranked on the Peak Leaderboard can purchase all items in the Multiverse Store for free every day!]
[Current Peak Rank #1: Ye Ancai of Yi Nation (Ye Ancai, cultivation: Golden Immortal Perfection; combat power: 300 billion)]
[Peak Rank #2: Star Cube (Long Mingxin, cultivation: Golden Immortal Perfection; combat power: 299.9 billion)]
[Peak Rank #3: NoNoNo... [Details Expand]]
As soon as the announcement was issued, all members of the orthodox chat groups in the original sequence erupted in collective lamentations.
[Void (Peak Rank #66, Pseudo-Immortal Late Stage, combat power 1.8 billion): I’m reporting this! Group Four is cheating! All their members broke through from Pseudo-Immortal to Golden Immortal Perfection in a single day, monopolizing the top 50 spots on the Peak Leaderboard. How is such blatant cheating not being punished? Is there no justice? No laws?]
[Midsummer Eighteen (Peak Rank #68, Pseudo-Immortal Late Stage, combat power 1.75 billion): I’m taking this to the top! I’m taking this to the top!]
[Auto-Sweeper (Peak Rank #65, Pseudo-Immortal Late Stage, combat power 1.88 billion): The top 50 are all from Group Four, every single one at Golden Immortal Perfection. Rank #51 is only at True Immortal Late Stage—he was supposed to be the rightful Peak Rank #1! How am I supposed to catch up to Golden Immortal Perfection? With my head?]
[NoEmperorGate (Peak Rank #62, Pseudo-Immortal Late Stage, combat power 1.98 billion): I bet this 'free shopping for Peak Rank #1' rule was made by that cheater from Group Four—Ye Ancai! He must’ve hacked the chat group’s backend server! Everyone, report him!]
[IfYou’reTopTierThenTianjiMe (Peak Rank #78, Pseudo-Immortal Mid Stage, combat power 1.59 billion): Group Four, speak up! Come out! Say something!!!]
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Members from other chat groups exploded in outrage, flooding the public channel with furious rants.
Meanwhile, Group Four remained silent, with every member enabling 'Do Not Disturb' mode.
What could they do? Those who take handouts can’t complain.
Though Ye Ancai was utterly shameless, forcibly plundering their years of accumulated wealth, there was no denying his greatness—after feasting, he hadn’t forgotten his brothers, leaving them a superbly fragrant bowl of soup!
Having gained such an enormous advantage, it was best to stay low-key. Silent wealth was the true path to success!
Let the world curse—they wouldn’t listen. La-la-la, can’t hear you!
At the same time...
In the Divine Realm, Ye Ancai, who had been enjoying himself, suddenly shivered.
"Strange, I’m soaking in a hot spring, so why do I feel a chill? As if daggers are stabbing my back..."
His newly made golden-haired friend beside him cast a concerned glance. "Brother, is the spring’s temperature unsuitable?"
Ye Ancai waved his hand. "Nonsense, Elder Brother Xie! This Mermaid Spirit Spring is fantastic—no issue with the temperature. Must be someone cursing me in secret. Whatever, let’s keep the music playing and the party going!"
Hidden in the shadows, Ye Wuchen wore a peculiar expression, unable to tell whether the man was acting or genuinely clueless.
"Oh? Ling Xiao is handing out freebies now?"
"Quite the quick reaction. Still pretending to be asleep? You’re so sensitive—I just restarted, and you immediately send gifts..."
Inside the Illusory Star Cave Abode.
Chen Yi’s true form curled his lips into a smirk.
Transporting a hundred Chaos Prismatic Pearls to a corner of the Immortal Realm took time, so while waiting, he logged into Ye Ancai’s chat group account, planning to extort Ling Xiao properly.
Yet the moment he went online, Ling Xiao had already prepared lavish gifts in advance!
As expected—he was never asleep to begin with!
"Since you insist on giving, I’ll have to take them."
"Perfect timing—the Multiverse Store’s supplies need restocking. If members have points but nothing to buy, it’d be a slap to my face!"
Without hesitation, Chen Yi used Ye Ancai’s account to sweep through the Multiverse Store—zero-cost shopping spree!
First on the list—those tantalizing 'lobby managers'!
Immortal King’s Dao Fruit, Chrono-Alteration Disk, Chaos Profound Origin Technique, Pangu’s Essence Blood... Actually, scratch the last one. That was just Ling Xiao padding the list.
Chen Yi had once been the legitimate second-in-command (and third-in-command) when the chat group was still intact!
He knew full well—Ling Xiao actually had these treasures!
The only problem? These 'lobby managers' were priced so exorbitantly that even if all members pooled their points and multiplied them a million times over, they still couldn’t afford them. And even with enough points, purchasing them required strict approval before delivery.
Basically, unless Ling Xiao willingly handed them over, these 'lobby managers' were just eye candy—look but don’t touch.
So here’s the question: With all procedures for this zero-cost spree perfectly legal, if Chen Yi insists on taking them... will Ling Xiao comply?
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."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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.
