From the outer city to the inner city, the scenery changed rapidly, especially near the city gates, where crowds surged like rain, swallowing streams of carriages and horses. People from various provinces came in an endless flow, making the scene even more bustling than during the Hidden Dragon Tournament.
After all, most of those who came to watch the tournament hadn’t left. Instead, more and more people were being drawn in from all over.
Moreover, many of the stunning beauties from the Hundred Flowers Ranking had arrived today.
With their numerous attendants and followers, even the Sky Patrol Guards had to step in to maintain order, acting as security.
It was like a top-tier celebrity concert...
"Huh? Old Huang, where are the others?"
Amid the crowd, Li Mo, who was heading toward the Prosperity Bank headquarters, suddenly noticed that his companions had vanished.
Only Huang Donglai remained, following closely behind.
"They went ahead first. Actually, it’s because flying isn’t allowed within the inner city, so they had to land and go through routine inspections," Huang Donglai explained, keeping a wary eye on their surroundings.
Li Mo understood.
Those so-called "brothers at heart" had run off to catch a glimpse of the women on the Hundred Flowers Ranking.
They probably even hoped to send a visiting card, thinking that since these ladies were new in town, the early bird might catch the worm...
"Old Huang, why didn’t you go?"
"They say the most enchanting are also the most dangerous..."
"..."
Huang Donglai kept his gaze straight ahead, looking as if he were wary of some lurking beast.
Li Mo, on the other hand, was completely at ease—neither avoiding nor deliberately staring at anyone, embodying the principle of a gentleman’s open-heartedness.
At the city gates, they soon spotted Murong Xiao, Xiao Qin, and the Three Swordsmen of Hengyun.
"Godfather, you go ahead. Just wait for us at the headquarters," said Zhong Zhenyue, now dressed in city guard attire, quickly waving them through.
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Aren’t you supposed to be a young marquis? Why are you personally manning the gates?
"It’s fine. I’ll wait for you. Later, I’ll have to arrange accommodations for them—might as well get familiar with the faces first."
As Li Mo spoke, his Heavenly Fate Eyes subtly activated.
"Lady Shen of the Misty Rain Pavilion, a master of music—truly blessed by the heavens’ spiritual essence."
"You might not have heard of Tu Yan, but you’ve definitely heard of the Joyful Sect’s junior sister..."
"That must be the mermaid princess. If she cried, it’d surely be a sight of pear blossoms bathed in rain. No wonder the merfolk don’t treat pearls like rice—who could bear to make her cry?"
Then he pulled out a small notebook and silently began jotting things down.
He was still as fond of investments as ever.
The women passed by in fleeting glimpses, like celebrities stepping off a plane.
Admittedly, his writing speed had improved—sometimes his thoughts barely formed before they were already on the page.
"Godfather, what do you think of Tu Yan?" Zhong Zhenyue asked.
"Tu Yan’s legs are quite long, and she dresses well. In terms of figure, she’s taller..."
Li Mo continued writing as he spoke.
"What about Lady Shen?"
"Lady Shen’s strength lies in her refined and graceful aura, though it’s not as strong as when she’s teaching martial arts."
"The mermaid princess..."
"If you punched her, how long would she cry?"
Li Mo didn’t even glance sideways, utterly mechanical in his investment analysis.
A nearby scholar, clearly a devoted follower of one of the ladies, overheard and widened his eyes in disbelief:
"Who is this ‘her’ you’re talking about? I know love is blind, but no one’s perfect!"
"The Frost Fairy."
"..."
The scholar silently lowered his head and slipped into the city.
"True, no one’s flawless. Even an ice block must have some flaws, right?"
Li Mo paused his writing, falling into brief contemplation.
"Huh? Does she?" Zhong Zhenyue blinked in confusion.
Li Mo answered earnestly, "Back when I wasn’t close to her, I was always afraid she’d cut me down with one swing of her sword."
"..."
After a moment, Li Mo closed his notebook. He’d recorded all he needed.
With no further reason to linger, he bid farewell to the group and headed straight for the headquarters.
The moment he left, his brothers collectively exhaled in relief.
Their spines, stiff from bowing all morning, finally straightened. The embers of their pride as Hidden Dragon prodigies—once smothered—now flickered back to life, ready to bask in the admiring gazes of beauties.
Ah, since ancient times, beauties have always favored heroes!
With Li Mo gone, every one of them was a young hero in his own right!
Who was the Wife-Fortune Battle Soul, after all?
Whether it was those who adored geniuses, those who fancied wealthy young masters, or even girls with niche interests like blacksmithing—he had them all wrapped around his finger.
Especially Wu Chushu. With Li Mo around, he hadn’t dared to show off at all.
Now, Old Wu finally had his moment.
Sword in hand, hair fluttering despite the lack of wind, he strolled leisurely toward the Misty Rain Pavilion’s procession.
"I am Wu Chushu of the Hengyun Sword City. Having long admired Lady Shen’s unparalleled musical talent, I’ve come to present my visiting card."
"Oh."
A cool voice drifted from the carriage, followed by silence.
The atmosphere grew awkward.
Fortunately, the curtain of another nearby carriage suddenly lifted, revealing a face as radiant as stars.
"You’re Wu Chushu?" she asked.
"Oh? You’ve heard of me? May I ask for your name, fair lady?"
Wu Chushu regained his composure.
This was more like it...
"Tu Yan, of the Joyful Sect."
"Tsk..." Wu Chushu tensed momentarily but took a deep breath and decided to present his card anyway.
Rumors warned against getting involved with Joyful Sect women, but this Tu Yan was both pure and alluring—innocent yet subtly seductive...
Besides, she seemed to admire him...
The stars in Tu Yan’s eyes sparkled brighter:
"I know! You’re the one who knows that ‘Wife-Fortune Battle Soul’ guy, right?"
"..."
The silence grew deafening.
Wu Chushu felt as if struck by lightning.
So, in her eyes, he was just... "the one who knows Wife-Fortune Battle Soul"?
Indeed, that was the case.
No sooner had Tu Yan spoken than the same Misty Rain Pavilion carriage that had earlier shut him out now lifted its curtain—and not just hers.
Other beauties, some approaching personally, others sending maids, swarmed around him with questions.
"What’s Wife-Fortune Battle Soul really like? Is he truly as gentle and noble as they say?"
"Is it true he spends fortunes without hesitation?"
"I heard he led the charge in the Southern Border campaign—I’d love to see his heroic bearing!"
"By the way, does he take concubines?"
"If not, even a fleeting romance would count as being fortune-blessed."
Surrounded by a sea of flowers, enveloped in sweet voices—this was the scene Wu Chushu had dreamed of.
Yet now, tears welled in his eyes as he stared helplessly at the sky.
He should’ve left with Li Mo. He wanted to escape...
Behind him, his "brothers at heart" fell into deep contemplation.
Li Mo wasn’t even here!
How could he still make their scalps tingle and their seats feel like needles?
They’d come to meet girls, to consider their futures—only to realize there was no need. Every one of them just wanted to be fortune-blessed...
Was there no justice in this world?
Well, technically, there was someone enforcing order...
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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)
