“What nonsense are you talking about! Do you think I’m that desperate?” Fang Zhiyi slapped Ah Da on the shoulder and glanced around; a few of his underlings tactfully scurried away.
“I meant, how much would it cost to become a judge of the underworld?”
Hearing this, both Ah Da and Ah Er were stunned.
“This, this… what do you mean by that?”
Fang Zhiyi smiled and nodded slightly.
“You want to become a judge?”
Fang Zhiyi’s cheerful expression instantly soured; he held back from kicking them: “I don’t even have an official position, so how the hell could I become a judge? I meant how much it would cost to make you two judges.”
Ah Da’s eyes lit up: “I’ll have to calculate that—it’s no small sum.”
Ah Er added, “And becoming a judge isn’t just about having money; you need merits too… we’re still way off.”
But Fang Zhiyi smirked slyly: “Don’t worry, leave it all to me. Merits… there’s always a way to get them.”
The two ghost messengers looked at him with eager anticipation.
“But before that, I need to be able to leave this place.”
Ah Da frowned in thought: “That’s not too hard.” He fumbled around on himself and pulled out a pitch-black, oddly shaped wooden token. After a moment’s hesitation, he handed it to Fang Zhiyi. “Take this, and you can move freely. This is a ghost messenger’s pass.”
Fang Zhiyi grabbed it quickly.
This was a transaction—if he hadn’t promised anything, they’d never have given it.
“What about you? What’ll you do?”
“It’s fine. The two of us are always together; we can share one!”
Fang Zhiyi laughed: “Don’t worry, once you two become judges, you won’t need this junk anymore.”
“System, hurry up and give me the Charm Aura!” urged Tang Nuannuan, a woman who had transmigrated from another world.
The system paused: “Host, you’ve used all your points to get these appearance and figure-enhancing auxiliary items. How will you fight against the male and female leads later?”
“What do you know? No matter how powerful they are, they’re still human. As long as I can charm—uh, I mean attract—those successful people to surround me, I’ll drown them in money!”
Tang Nuannuan’s words made the system suddenly understand—this approach wasn’t bad at all! Even if the male and female leads were masters of Daoist arts, they still had to survive in human society.
It generously applied the Charm Aura to Tang Nuannuan.
“Nuannuan, have you been waiting long?” A man in a tailored suit rushed over, his eyes lighting up as soon as he saw Tang Nuannuan. Compared to last time, she seemed even more beautiful.
Seeing the look in the man’s eyes, Tang Nuannuan smiled: “Not long; you’ve come at just the right time. Drive me somewhere.”
“You called me here just to give you a ride?” The man was slightly surprised. He had canceled a meeting with a business partner to come, but looking at the mesmerizing woman before him, he gritted his teeth: “No problem! Whenever you need me, I’m here!”
Tang Nuannuan got into the car and began to scheme. When the female lead found Gong Yu, she would suddenly appear, wake him up before her, and then… sacrifice all these clingy men to Gong Yu. After that, she could gather their wealth and live a carefree life with Gong Yu!
“Nuannuan, where are we going?” the man asked from the front seat.
Without looking at him, she said, “To visit a Daoist master.”
“Daoist master?” The man was puzzled.
“Yes… I’ve been sleeping poorly lately; I want to see a master for help,” Tang Nuannuan said, though in truth she intended to win over some other Daoist masters for her own purposes.
“I’m no mere trophy wife. Li Chenxue, just you wait.” She stared out the window.
Li Chenxue had been having some bad luck lately. She felt like someone was secretly working against her. A ring she’d had her eye on at an antique stall was snatched by a stranger at a high price. Another time, she barely escaped being possessed by a fierce ghost, but her senior brother got stuck in traffic on the way to help, leaving her in a total mess.
“Sigh…” She let out a soft sigh but didn’t overthink it. Remembering her recent humiliation, she resolved to focus on studying Daoist arts with her senior brother. She couldn’t rely on him to save her every time.
Little did Tang Nuannuan know that her petty schemes were actually pushing the female lead to grow stronger.
Fang Zhiyi, however, was unaware of any of this. At that moment, he stood outside the cemetery, looking completely carefree.
“This is the feeling of freedom! Freedom!!!” He spread his arms wide. As a veteran transmigrator, he had always gone wherever he pleased—when had he ever been trapped in one place for so long?
Turning back to see the old-timers in the cemetery staring at him longingly, Fang Zhiyi laughed: “Don’t worry, I won’t forget about you.” With that, he drifted down the mountain.
Only Little Hei was worried: “Can you not be so reckless? What ghost travels along the main road? Are you not afraid of running into those Daoist priests? Have you forgotten what happened to the ghosts you dealt with when you were a Daoist?”
Back at home, when people came looking for her granddaughter, Liu Xiaohua’s grandmother initially thought the girl had gotten into trouble. But when she heard they wanted her granddaughter to help with exorcism, her face changed instantly, and she grabbed a broom to chase them out.
It happened that Liu Xiaohua arrived just then and quickly stopped her grandmother.
“My granddaughter is no charlatan! She’s going to college! If you keep spreading lies, I’ll fight you!” the grandmother cursed. Liu Xiaohua knew her grandmother meant well, so she just signaled the visitors to leave. Understanding the situation, they hurried out of the yard.
Only after Liu Xiaohua had calmed her grandmother did she sneak out to meet the clients.
Her youthful appearance made them skeptical, but when Liu Xiaohua pointed out the dark aura clinging to them, they reluctantly began to tell her the whole story.
After her last experience, Liu Xiaohua felt more confident. She agreed right away. She initially planned to go to the cemetery to inform Fang Zhiyi, but the clients seemed anxious and offered to pay more, which made her hesitate.
Then, a voice came to her from nearby:
“Go ahead. I’ll come with you.”
She turned around and saw Fang Zhiyi.
“Brother Fang? How did you get out?”
The visitors watched her talk to thin air and took a step back. When they saw her break into a smile, they backed off even more.
“She must have some real skill.”
“Yeah, she’s definitely talking to some spirit guardian. I’ve heard some exorcists can communicate with their patron gods.”
After a few whispered murmurs, they fell silent, waiting for Liu Xiaohua to finish.
But Liu Xiaohua noticed that Fang Zhiyi was alone, which made her a bit uneasy. Still, after hearing him guarantee everything, she didn’t question further. After all, even Grandpa Liu and the others listened to Fang Zhiyi—maybe he really was even more powerful.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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!"
