"You're keeping me alive because I possess extensive information on the Dragon King's Court—member lists, business assets, financial records..." Glasses sneered. "Do you really think I'd betray the Dragon King's Court just for that?"
Fang Zhiyi simply smiled at him without a word.
After a brief silence—
"You read me perfectly, Young Master—no, Dragon King. You call the shots."
"What kind of person is this?!" Little Hei muttered in disbelief.
"The smarter someone is, the better they understand weighing pros and cons. This guy couldn’t care less about loyalty as long as it benefits him."
Fang Zhiyi wasn’t stingy. He immediately split the assets acquired in Country J in half and handed them to the War God, leaving the latter utterly stunned.
"Brother Fang, this time it’s me who should thank you for saving my daughter. There’s no need—"
Fang Zhiyi grinned. "Did you forget something?"
The War God recalled what Fang Zhiyi had said when they first met. Though he had lost his citizenship in Hua Country, he had always remained Hua at heart.
"Since you insist, I’ll accept. From now on, you’re a friend of the War God!" He then leaned closer to Fang Zhiyi’s ear. "If there’s ever anything you can’t handle openly out there, let me know."
Fang Zhiyi nodded with a smile.
His return to the country was anything but low-key. The moment he stepped off the plane, a group of military officers escorted him away.
"Fang Zhiyi, congratulations on completing the mission!" An elderly man shook his hand warmly.
Fang Zhiyi acknowledged politely before pulling out a notebook from his pocket. "This contains the list—not just the Dragon King’s Court’s sleeper agents, but also a number of foreign spies they inadvertently uncovered."
"As for the assets, I’ll arrange for their transfer later. We’ll figure out the best way to repatriate everything."
The old man nodded, studying Fang Zhiyi. "Aren’t you keeping anything for yourself?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "No need. I have no interest. You’ll handle the money and intel far better than I ever could—I’m simply not cut out for it."
As Fang Zhiyi walked away, the old man reminisced about their first secret meeting at Jiang City’s police station.
Fang Zhiyi had laid bare everything about the Dragon King’s Court. While Hua Country was already aware of this overseas power, the young man’s sincerity had won their trust. Under his orchestration, they openly dismantled the Dragon King’s Court’s Jiang City stronghold, repurposing its members into Hua’s intelligence network while funneling the organization’s funds into expanding their own operations.
Even back then, Fang Zhiyi had been designated a high-priority protection target—though his own skills made it seem unnecessary. Their caution proved justified when assassins came for him, only to be captured before they could act.
Through Fang Zhiyi’s connections, the heir of the Divine Physician joined national medical research after inheriting the title, while the War God, Yu Zedong—originally a top operative from another covert program, framed and exiled—was finally cleared for an early return to the military, though he preferred remaining a hidden asset.
Life was far more comfortable for Fang Zhiyi now. Wealthy, influential, and running a company that dealt in more than just its legitimate import-export business, the only hiccup was the prolonged absence of the White Dragon Envoy, forcing him to step in occasionally.
Sixth Dragon pushed open the office door. "Boss, we found the White Dragon Envoy."
"Oh? Where is he?" According to Glasses, the White Dragon Envoy was a managerial genius—stubborn at times, but perfect for expanding their reach.
"He’s... at the Jiang Family in K City."
Fang Zhiyi blinked. "The Jiang Family? What’s that?"
"He pulled a you—went off to be a live-in son-in-law."
Fang Zhiyi spat out his tea. "Why?!"
He said if you could attain enlightenment after just two and a half years as a son-in-law, so could he.
Fang Zhiyi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. What kind of logic was that?
The Xia family had fallen from grace, though they scraped by. The once-proud Xia Wuyue now worked menial jobs, while Xia’s Mother took up cleaning. Confined to a wheelchair, Xia Bingbao could only endure his wife’s complaints, which eventually turned into outright abuse—until she finally ran away.
Xia Wuyue didn’t abandon her father, but she stopped speaking to him, leaving the house steeped in silence.
Qin Aotian, freed from his system, was now a shell of his former self. Watching his father bring home an illegitimate heir to inherit the family business, Qin Aotian simply walked away. He’d had enough—terrified of the system’s torment and the unfathomable Dragon King. At least his status ensured a modest, worry-free life.
That night, Little Hei slipped into Xia Wuyue’s room and fed her the original storyline.
The next morning, Xia Wuyue sat up slowly, struggling to process her surroundings. After a long pause, she patted her cheeks and laughed bitterly. "A dream within a dream?"
Remembering how she’d treated Fang Zhiyi and her willing role as one of Qin Aotian’s harem in the "dream," she wasn’t sure if she regretted it. But in the end, she only sighed, hurried through her morning routine, and left for work. When her phone buzzed with news of Fang Zhiyi accompanying another diplomatic delegation abroad, she bit her lip.
Fang Zhiyi was busy again. Every trip involved midnight excursions, returning bloodied but satisfied as he crossed another name off his notebook.
"Dragon King’s Court, Western Division."
Thirty years passed in a blink. Fang Zhiyi died—even the Divine Physician couldn’t save him. His funeral drew crowds. Those once-called "brothers" from wealthy families were now industry leaders. Sixth Dragon, Ninth Dragon, and their families stood silently by his coffin. The War God, hair now white, led a group of foreigners in. At his gesture, a short-haired woman bowed deeply to Fang Zhiyi’s portrait.
"That girl’s all grown up?" Fang Zhiyi mused—only his second time seeing her.
Little Hei nodded. "Humans are fascinating. Host, look who else is here."
The spectral Fang Zhiyi turned to see the White Dragon Envoy, now white-haired himself, supporting an elderly woman.
Damn, this guy actually found true love as a son-in-law?!
"Not her—look behind!"
Fang Zhiyi looked again. A wrinkled woman stood under an umbrella, watching from a distance.
"Oh, Xia Wuyue? Heard she never married."
"I showed her the story. Maybe she’s been reflecting?"
"Since when did you get so philosophical?"
"Heh."
[Dao Companion Rental System]. By renting himself out as a temporary dao companion to daughters of destiny, Qin Hao could obtain generous rewards. His service philosophy was simple: play the role of the devoted lover, resolve their troubles, depart without a trace once the matter was settled, and absolutely avoid entangling karma. However, those daughters of destiny didn't see it that way. That night, all the major powers across the Three Realms and Nine Heavens jointly besieged the Qin Clan, plunging it into an unprecedented crisis. "It's Su Qingyue! The peerless sword immortal who attained the Dao and became an Immortal Emperor in a thousand years, the one who severed the River of Time with a single sword strike! When... when did our Qin Clan make an enemy of her?" Qin Hao stepped forward, clearing his throat lightly: "Ahem, Ancestors, don't panic. She's here for me. To be honest... she's my ex-girlfriend." From another direction, the newly ascended Empress of the Demon Realm arrived with ten thousand demons pressing on the border: "Qin Hao! Today, the entire Qin Clan shall be buried with you!" Hearing this, the Qin Clan ancestors all turned their eyes sharply towards Qin Hao. Qin Hao scratched his head somewhat sheepishly: "The Demon Empress... she's also my ex-girlfriend." Before the Qin ancestors could process this, an aloof figure traversed the River of Time: "The Qin Clan deserves annihilation!" Recognizing the newcomer, the Qin ancestors paled in terror: "It's her! Liu Ruyan, the Extinction Empress who ventured alone into the alien realm and suppressed it for an entire epoch! Didn't she vanish into the River of Time long ago? Why would she cross it just to target our clan?" Qin Hao scratched his head again, looking even more embarrassed: "My fault, my fault. She's an ex-girlfriend too." Watching countless celestial maidens descend, the Qin Clan ancestors were utterly astounded: "You scoundrel! Just... just how many women have you gotten involved with over the years?"
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)
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
host is extracting the Celestial Bone of the Destiny's Female Lead! The Destiny's Great Villain System has successfully bound!] Mo Tianxiao: "Destiny's Great Villain? Me?" Looking at the radiant Celestial Bone in his hand and the beautiful woman lying on the bed, Mo Tianxiao felt somewhat confused. How could he, a law-abiding citizen, become a villain? Mo Tianxiao: "Fine, villain it is then. With the system here, even a Chosen One isn't unbeatable." [Ding! Detected 18,653 Chosen Ones in this world. Please seize the destiny of all protagonists to become the true Destiny's Great Villain!] Mo Tianxiao: "Seize how many?! What kind of lousy great villain is this? I'm a perfectly good citizen!"
