Violet Cat may appear to be just a cat, but in reality, it is the Heavenly Dao!
And of the Great Dao's fifty aspects, forty-nine are derived by Heaven, while the remaining one is left for mortals to grasp!
Since the Heavenly Dao has already derived 98% of the Great Dao, could it possibly produce foolish and incompetent trash?
Thus, the Heavenly Dao is unfathomably profound—this is the origin of its mystery!
Yet, the Heavenly Dao is neither omniscient nor omnipotent, for it has only derived 98% of the Great Dao, leaving behind the uncontrollable variable of "the one left for mortals."
Variables exist everywhere, but the vast majority still manifest in mortals.
Of course, the term "mortals" here does not refer solely to humans but encompasses all highly intelligent beings. However, humans are the most notorious troublemakers, hence their representation.
The saying "the human heart is inscrutable" stems from this—human minds are so agile that they can suddenly spark with ideas, concocting tricks even the Heavenly Dao could never anticipate!
Thus, the world is simple—it is people who complicate it...
The heavens and earth shine brilliantly because of mortals, yet they also spiral into chaos because of them.
At this moment, though Violet Cat, the Heavenly Dao, clearly understands all the operating rules of the mortal realm, it remains oblivious to many hidden, obscure side effects lurking beneath these rules!
Only after Chen Yi pointed it out did Violet Cat belatedly realize such tricks could exist!
"Value-added refers to introducing multiple labor and processing steps on the basis of equivalent exchange. Labor creates value, but it does not involve production—it merely generates value without increasing or depleting resources!"
"For example, take that professional weaver earlier. To fill her stomach, she spent twenty coins to buy ten pounds of grain from a grain store. After satisfying her basic needs, she labored to produce a gauze dress, selling it for twenty coins—this is equivalent exchange without value-added, as it equally meets the grain store owner's needs."
"However, the outside world develops rapidly. The basic needs of all beings are already met, so simple equivalent exchange can no longer satisfy their demands. They now pursue more convenient and comfortable lifestyles!"
"The introduction of the Divine Incense System provides this platform, adding many new circulation steps in a fair and standardized manner."
"Take that same weaver—if she weren’t in the nearly stagnant Daughter Kingdom, her choices would multiply."
"The exquisite gauze dress she weaves through labor wouldn’t need to be sold by herself. Instead, a formal clothing store would purchase it, then distribute it through specific channels for standardized pricing and sales. It might sell for thirty coins, forty coins, five hundred, or even a thousand—someone will always pay for it. Thus, a dress originally worth twenty coins can generate far more wealth out of thin air..."
"In this process, the supply-demand relationship between buyer and seller changes. An item undergoes many additional steps from production to use, each requiring labor—and labor creates value. Even without increasing total production, wealth can still be conjured!"
"A gauze dress rising from twenty coins to a thousand means the world’s total wealth increases by nine hundred and eighty coins compared to direct exchange between buyer and seller."
"And this is value-added!"
"But this isn’t necessarily a bad thing. With the current overcapacity of heaven and earth, failing to add value would stall the development of fortune, even causing it to decline!"
"So, the real issue is... inflated value-added, right?"
"Brother Yi, is my understanding correct?"
Having said this, Violet Cat looked at Chen Yi with eager eyes.
"Exactly right!" Chen Yi smiled and nodded in affirmation. "Labor creates value—this is undeniable and a positive force. But useless labor wastes value, becoming a negative force. If one blindly fuels the flourishing of fortune without matching the actual production output, what will happen?"
"Since you’ve grasped the concept of value-added, inflated value-added shouldn’t be hard to understand either. Why hesitate to say it? What are you afraid of?"
Violet Cat fell silent, slowly lowering its head—or rather, it now felt too ashamed to lift it.
(A violet egg is omitted here. Give it a like if you want a taste... [Details expanded])
While the Calamity-Respecting Sovereign exhausted himself planning for the prosperity of the Violet Star Realm...
In the Celestial Pivot Star Domain.
Yunzhou, Thunder Accumulation Mountain.
Thirty-six years ago, this place was called Hidden King Mountain. Now, it’s renamed Thunder Accumulation Mountain.
It’s especially worth noting that thirty-six years ago, the Wang Clan, the overlords of Yunzhou, resided here.
Historical records state the Wang Clan had thrived for tens of thousands of years in Yunzhou, maintaining harmony with others and rarely making enemies—mainly because any enemies were thoroughly eradicated.
Logically, such a "virtuous" clan should still be thriving, right?
Alas, precisely because they were too "virtuous," they "willingly" sacrificed themselves for the prosperity of the Celestial Pivot Star Domain, offering their entire clan in exchange for an era of glory!
The Wang Clan truly...
Of course, rumors are unreliable—they’re just unofficial history. Let’s look at the official records.
On the ruins of the Wang Clan’s estate at Thunder Accumulation Mountain stands a memorial stele, inscribed:
[Celestial Pivot Annals: Year 1 of the Zhengfan Era, Autumn—Fang Fan, the Second Generation Supreme, displayed extraordinary talent even in youth, provoking the envy of the Wang Clan’s young master, who attacked in fury but was slain in return. The Wang Clan mobilized its armies to pressure the First Generation Supreme, Fang Zheng, who refused to yield. Summoning a True God to descend, Fang Zheng annihilated the entire Wang Clan with a single palm strike. The heavens rejoiced, raining down divine lightning to cleanse the land—henceforth, Hidden King Mountain was renamed Thunder Accumulation Mountain...]
[Celestial Pivot Annals: Year 33 of the Zhengfan Era—The True God descended again, eradicating forbidden zones and bestowing immortal veins. The Second Generation Supreme Fang Fan attended as an attendant, later residing in the imperial court to nourish the world. Posterity must remember this...]
"What nonsense! Fang Zheng? Trash Fang Fan? A True God? Spare me!"
"Just give me time to catch up, and I’ll surpass the Fang Clan without relying on them!"
"Sign-in location reached. System, assist me!"
A domineering young man arrived at Thunder Accumulation Mountain, smirked arrogantly, then suddenly kicked the memorial stele, leaving a deep footprint!
Immediately after.
A cold mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[Congratulations, Host, on successful sign-in!]
[Reward: One Longevity Coffin. Bury yourself in a geomantically blessed spot to attain eternal life!]
[System mission complete. Auto-unbinding initiated. Wishing the host a pleasant journey!]
Before the voice even faded.
A coffin brimming with vitality materialized out of thin air.
The system wasn’t lying—lying inside this Longevity Coffin would indeed grant eternal life, provided no external harm came to it.
But...
"Wait—unbinding? What about the points store? The lavish rewards? All a scam? What use is a Longevity Coffin if I have to live like a corpse?"
"I !"
The young man’s eyes widened in disbelief.
And in response—
Somewhere in the immortal realm, a pair of golden eyes slowly opened!
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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!"
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?
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.
