Having been beaten to the first claim, Xiao Chunan and Zhao Gao could only chime in to share some scraps.
[Villain Seeking Redemption (Zhao Gao): Sister Yuanyuan is right. The admin of Group 98 harbors ill intentions. We urge the admin to investigate.]
[The Fallen Genius (Xiao Chunan): Here’s the evidence (chat log screenshot.ipg).]
[I Hate Cilantro (Li Yuanyuan): I’ll also submit evidence (chat log screenshot.ipg).]
[Villain Seeking Redemption (Zhao Gao): +1 (chat log screenshot.ipg).]
The truth proved that if you connect heart-to-heart with your group members, they won’t play mind games with you.
Chen Yi glanced at the chat screenshots. While they weren’t as exaggerated as Li Yuanyuan had claimed, Mu Chen’s probing into his recent activities was still blatantly obvious.
But it was understandable. Given the recent upheavals, ordinary mortals and low-tier cultivators might not sense anything, but high-level cultivators like those at the Divine Transformation or Unity stages were all on edge.
Unable to decipher Chen Yi’s intentions, it made sense for Mu Chen to gather intel through group members.
No need to bother with it.
Instead, Chen Yi was deeply moved by the tragic pasts of the three new members.
Reading the blood-and-tear confessions in those chat logs, he could hardly imagine the suffering they must have endured under their former admin in Group 98.
No wonder they acted so cautiously and timidly after joining his group—that heartless ex-admin had clearly scarred them.
They’ve suffered enough. Oppressing my group members? If they ever visit the Purple Star Continent, I’ll make sure Mu Chen gets a proper "welcome"!
Cultivation is all about resolving inner demons. If you’ve been wronged, you must seek vengeance!
Mu Chen, that black-hearted admin, bullied them with his superior cultivation. The best revenge? Surpass him in strength, then sit back and watch as he serves tea with a forced smile!
Only this kind of silent, overwhelming retaliation can truly cleanse the darkness of their past.
What?
You say Mu Chen’s cultivation far surpasses theirs, and as the admin, he has vast resources to stay ahead?
Nonsense! Anyone under Chen Yi’s wing won’t lack for resources.
Let’s be blunt—three minutes ago, even the lowest-ranked among them snatched a 50,000-point red packet!
Sure, their earnings might pale compared to Mu Chen’s as an admin, but that’s the chat group’s limit, not Chen Yi’s!
Forget the countless hidden perks—just take the free download of the "Great Devouring Heaven Art," worth 800 million points. How would Mu Chen even compete?
And with Chen Yi as their admin, feasting nine times in three days is the norm. Sometimes, if luck strikes, they even get nine meals in a single day!
Like right now!
"Claim the last mission reward."
With a free moment, Chen Yi got to work.
[Reward for overcompleting group member ‘Sword Immortal of Empty Pockets’ assistance mission updated: 800 million points, 30 million group EXP.]
[Ding! 800 million points have been deposited. Current balance: 1.03 billion.]
[Ding! Group member ‘I Really Don’t Want to be a Sacrifice’ has completed an assistance mission. Admin’s 400,000-point share has been deposited. Current balance: 1.037 billion.]
The next second, Group 108’s system announcements flooded in.
[Ding! The admin has claimed the mission reward. Group EXP +30 million.]
[Ding! Group member ‘I Really Don’t Want to be a Sacrifice’ has claimed the mission reward. Group EXP +500,000.]
[Group level upgraded to 39. 2 million EXP remaining until next level.]
[Group welfare check-in rewards upgraded. Daily check-in now grants 3,900 points.]
[Group red packet system upgraded. Daily cap increased to 390,000 points. Today’s limit refreshed.]
"Huh? Fang... Zheng’s quite capable, isn’t he? Wasn’t it just a 2-million-point mission? With a 50% admin cut of 400,000, does that mean he pulled off 8 million? Interesting..."
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, slightly puzzled but mostly impressed.
How hard is it to persevere alone?
Fang Zheng could answer that.
As a transmigrator without a registered fate in this world, he was constantly crushed by the tides of destiny, his path fraught with hardship!
Even his cheat-like golden finger was banned, forcing him to survive in a treacherous environment with nothing but his wits!
With such a disastrous start, he still reached a combat power of 300,000 in just twenty years—equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator!
If not for his abysmal luck, getting cornered by the protagonist’s son (Fang Fan) and having his plans collapse, he wouldn’t even have needed the group to thrive!
If anything, Fang Zheng was the real protagonist, not his son.
What’s so impressive about rising quickly with heaven’s favor?
Back in his youth, Chen Yi made a name for himself by beating protagonists—only those who dominated their worlds even qualified to face him, paving his way to supremacy and conquering the lofty Purple Star Heaven’s Will!
A protagonist? Pah. If not for Fang Zheng, I wouldn’t even glance at Fang Fan!
In Fang Zheng, Chen Yi saw his own reflection—self-reliant, relentless, the only difference being Chen Yi’s superior talent, which let him power through early struggles, while Fang Zheng, with his mediocre aptitude, would’ve died early without his clan’s protection.
Hence, Chen Yi’s high regard for Fang Zheng was no accident.
But seriously, what did this guy do over at Zhao Gao’s side?
Turning a 2-million-point mission into 8 million? There had to be more to it.
[Damn Tribulation Still Chasing Me: @I Really Don’t Want to be a Sacrifice, Fang Zheng, what happened? You good?]
As the admin’s most loyal follower, Fang Zheng, who’d just gotten home and hadn’t caught his breath, replied instantly.
[I Really Don’t Want to be a Sacrifice: Thanks for your concern, Admin. I’m fine. This was all thanks to the Star-Suppressing Seal you gifted me—otherwise, Zhao Gao and I would’ve been done for.]
His lingering fear was palpable. Normally, he’d have piled on praises for the admin, but this time, he skipped the flattery.
Zhao Gao quickly jumped in to explain.
[Villain Seeking Redemption: Admin, this was completely unexpected. One second, Brother Fang was beating Lin Hao to a pulp while I cheered from the sidelines, even casually chatting in the group...
Then out of nowhere, a deranged Saint Realm expert with 2 million combat power showed up, mistaking Lin Hao for his long-lost son, and charged at Brother Fang!
I swear, my heart nearly stopped from the sheer pressure!
But Brother Fang? Absolute legend. Under that crushing force, he stayed ice-cold, tossed Lin Hao aside, whipped out the Star-Suppressing Seal you gave him, and smashed it straight onto that Saint Realm geezer’s head!
Seriously, it was downright badass. That old bastard got smashed until his head was bleeding, howling like a ghost and wailing like a wolf. He scrambled away on all fours, fleeing into the clouds without even bothering to look back at Lin Hao—his so-called "long-lost son"!
That’s how things went down. The mission’s difficulty changed, which is why the reward got bumped up.
And finally, let me say this with complete sincerity—Bro Fang, damn it, I think I might be falling for you. What the hell do I do now?
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.
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."
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.”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
