Since the end of December, Young Master Cao had completely vanished.
Yeah.
No posts were published on any of his social media platforms.
You see, Young Master Cao loved bantering with his fans. Even if he didn’t post anything himself, he’d usually engage with other celebrities—it was his daily routine.
What made it worse was that he sometimes flaunted his luxurious lifestyle—photos of girls massaging him, ladies serving him tea—enough to make people grind their teeth in envy.
Sure, it attracted a fair share of haters.
But the world is diverse. For every hater, there’s someone who loves that kind of personality.
Besides, Young Master Cao wasn’t exactly showing off wealth—just being deliberately smug, and it was way too obvious.
That still made him better than those who outright flaunted their riches.
But from the end of December, the so-called "doomsday," an entire month passed…
Without a single update.
Now, as February approached and the Lunar New Year loomed, Cao Cheng remained silent.
No one knew he had gotten married.
Even if someone did, the news never spread beyond small real-life circles—and there was no solid proof anyway.
Meanwhile, Miracle Group’s companies kept making headlines.
It was the end of the year—
The season for flaunting year-end bonuses.
For years now, this had been Miracle Group’s tradition.
Like boss, like employees.
Young Master Cao loved showing off, and his employees had learned to enjoy it too.
They posted their bonuses online—top performers got cars or even apartments as rewards.
Housing prices were insane these days.
This wasn’t like a few years ago. People were drooling with envy.
Especially this year, two employees from Miracle Cosmetics won the grand prize in the company lottery—the "Supreme Gift Box."
When they posted about it online, the comments section exploded with reactions—mostly variations of "Holy sht!"
The Supreme Gift Box was worth a million.
And it was in short supply, always in high demand. You could resell it at a markup.
In other words—
Two employees hit the jackpot at the company party and instantly became millionaires.
This was before the era of short videos.
Before the days when everyone online claimed to be worth billions.
Ahem.
So,
The word "millionaire" still carried serious weight.
And that’s how the hashtag #HowToBecomeAMiracleGroupEmployee shot to the top of trending lists—again.
This happened every year.
"Where’s my husband?"
"Wait, where did my man go?"
"..."
"Did something happen to him? I checked his past posts—he’s gone silent for a month before, but never around New Year’s." Some fans started analyzing.
In previous years, Young Master Cao was always active around the Spring Festival.
Either attending the Spring Festival Gala,
Giving interviews about economic forecasts for the coming year,
Or posting endlessly about the company’s year-end bonuses.
Sometimes, he’d even hold product launches.
Point is—
Every past New Year, Young Master Cao was there.
Except this year.
It was already late January, almost February—the eve of Lunar New Year—and Young Master Cao was still MIA.
This wasn’t normal.
His fangirls were panicking.
Of course, the haters weren’t far behind—snide remarks, curses, rumors that he’d been arrested, that he was sick, that something terrible had happened…
The speculation grew wilder by the day. Fans even started calling Miracle Group’s customer service, demanding to know where Young Master Cao was.
Honestly,
Disappearing for a month wasn’t a big deal. But the haters kept stirring the pot, making genuine fans worry.
In the past, when haters attacked Young Master Cao, either his fans clapped back or he’d personally step in to argue.
But now—
The haters had been running rampant for over half a month, and Young Master Cao hadn’t made a peep.
Didn’t that say something?
Since when did Young Master Cao tolerate insults?
Two weeks of being dragged online without a response—wasn’t that proof enough?
What started as a personal matter snowballed into a full-blown scandal.
It even made it to the trending page.
People who’d never followed Young Master Cao began speculating—had something really happened to the youngest billionaire?
Schadenfreude was everywhere.
After all, envy and resentment are baked into human nature.
And so, day after day, waves of emotional energy—both good and bad—piled onto Young Master Cao.
Schadenfreude counts as emotion too.
The bigger the drama,
The more people knew about it,
The more emotional energy accumulated.
In just a month, aside from the basic herbal resource boxes he needed, Young Master Cao had stockpiled two more divine-tier treasure chests.
…
…
Then, on February 1st—
Young Master Cao was in Hong Kong.
Finally, everything had fallen into place.
The biggest perk of a destination wedding? The speed.
After a little over a month, she was finally pregnant.
Tang Xin indulged him.
And naturally, Cao Cheng made sure she carried the firstborn son—the heir who would open a new branch in the divine family registry.
The benefits of registering the eldest son in the divine-tier family registry were beyond measure.
"What’s this?"
After taking her pulse, Cao Cheng’s face lit up with joy. He immediately pulled out the divine family registry.
The thread-bound book, with its black cover and gold trim, looked ancient.
It radiated an overwhelming aura.
Even Tang Xin, an ordinary person, could tell this was no ordinary object.
"Don’t ask."
Cao Cheng didn’t explain. "Just know that I stumbled upon this by chance, and it doesn’t belong to this era. Here—drip some blood on it."
"Blood?" Tang Xin was baffled.
She’d been confused all day.
She woke up with a slight ache in her lower back.
Then, out of nowhere, Young Master Cao insisted on checking her pulse.
Afterward, without explaining, he pulled out this ancient-looking book.
And now he wanted her blood?
Something felt off.
"Trust me."
"Alright…"
Tang Xin sighed but didn’t press further.
Out of trust.
And love.
She knew Cao Cheng wouldn’t harm her.
Deep down, she also had this inexplicable sense—this was something good. She could even feel Cao Cheng’s excitement radiating off him.
Sss—
She pricked her finger lightly.
A drop of blood welled up.
Whoosh!
The moment the blood touched the book, a dazzling light flashed.
It looked surreal.
This…
This…
Tang Xin froze for a few seconds. "Are we in a fantasy novel?"
The strange glow lasted only a second or two—so brief she wondered if she’d imagined it.
But—
The bloodstain on the book was gone. It had been there a second ago, absorbed in the blink of an eye.
Cao Cheng flipped the book open.
Main Line: Cao Cheng.
Wife: Tang Xin.
Son: Unnamed (Male).
A simple entry.
He handed it to Tang Xin.
She stared at it, stunned.
"I’m… pregnant?"
"Yes!"
Cao Cheng smiled.
"Really?" Tang Xin’s voice shot up, trembling with excitement.
Cao Cheng smirked. "Absolutely. And this registry isn’t filled out by hand. It requires a blood offering. Only those recognized by it can be entered—otherwise, they’re rejected."
His brief explanation only left Tang Xin more bewildered.
"Is this some kind of new technology?"
"Yes, sort of," Cao Cheng didn't know how to explain it either.
Although many things in the realms of fantasy, xianxia (Chinese fantasy genre featuring immortals), and wuxia (Chinese martial arts fiction) could be explained by science, it was not something that could be clarified in a few words.
Tang Xin was a smart woman, and the so - called "a woman becomes stupid for three years after giving birth" hadn't happened to her yet.
She knew that her man had too many secrets.
It was precisely because of this knowledge that her tolerance was so high.
Otherwise,
who would be willing to share their man with others?
It was just that she knew very well what kind of person her man was, and she couldn't really resist him.
She could clearly feel that if it weren't for taking care of her, Young Master Cao would be even more wild every time.
In short,
a series of small reasons made her extremely tolerant.
...
Tang Xin asked, "Are there only us in this family tree?"
"Yes, for now, the main branch only includes us," Cao Cheng nodded. "Moreover, there are many benefits. Especially for the eldest legitimate grandson, he will be protected by the family tree. He will be smarter and more handsome than ordinary children, and the genes will be continuously enhanced, with each generation being stronger than the last."
"Even lifespan can be increased by several decades."
"Increase lifespan?"
Tang Xin murmured, "So miraculous? Then... what about Fan Xing?"
Cao Cheng gave her a sidelong glance. "I promised you not to mention others for now."
"Fan Xing is different," Tang Xin shook her head and smiled.
Cao Cheng thought it made sense.
The relationship between Tang Xin and Ren Fanxing was indeed different from that with others.
Cao Cheng said, "We'll talk about her matter later. After all, you're the first wife."
This sentence was enough.
Tang Xin gave a faint smile.
But immediately afterwards,
Tang Xin suddenly realized that perhaps during this period, Young Master Cao had been clinging to her all day long.
Constantly demanding.
She wondered why Young Master Cao was so eager, as if he could never get enough.
He also mentioned the matter of having a child from time to time.
Now it all made sense. This was Cao Cheng's compensation for his debt to her. As the first wife, she must have the eldest legitimate grandson.
Be the first to enter the family tree and enjoy more benefits.
Actually, Tang Xin didn't really care about this, but she could feel Cao Cheng's intention.
It might seem a bit male - chauvinistic at first glance, but after careful consideration, through the connection of their hearts under the vow of staying together forever, she clearly felt that this was Young Master Cao's love for her.
Putting aside the matter of having to share him with others.
Cao Cheng had given her everything he could.
He even took out this mysterious family tree.
Tang Xin was not a naive girl brought up in a sheltered environment. She was well - traveled. Although she was a bit dazed just now, now when she thought about it, she knew that the family tree was definitely top - secret.
It must not be exposed in the slightest.
Otherwise, there might be trouble.
And Cao Cheng just took it out and placed it in front of her.
This showed his complete trust.
...
After this month, the understanding and spiritual connection between the two of them had taken a step further.
They didn't need to speak too clearly, and they could understand each other's thoughts.
Apart from the basic physical needs,
there was a bit of a soul - mate vibe between them.
This feeling was wonderful.
And it was great!
"Husband, I love you!" Tang Xin threw herself at him.
But Cao Cheng quickly protected her. "Be careful. You just got pregnant."
"Pfft."
Tang Xin burst into laughter. "There isn't even a bud yet. There's no need to be so delicate."
"No, sit down properly. From now on, you're the panda in our family. Let the white - gloved agents handle the layout matters. You don't go out anymore," Cao Cheng said seriously.
"..."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.
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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."
