Fang Zhiyi turned around and saw a stunningly beautiful woman dressed provocatively with an alluring expression.
"Where?"
The woman pointed not far away. Squinting, Fang Zhiyi hadn’t noticed there was a door there.
"Perfect timing—I’m thirsty. Let’s go."
The woman beamed, looping her arm through his, and Fang Zhiyi didn’t pull away.
She led him into the unremarkable bar. The interior was typical for such places, except for the sparse crowd—only a few men drinking in the corner. The bartender glanced at Fang Zhiyi and the girl before resuming his glass-polishing.
The girl sat across from Fang Zhiyi, deftly picking up the menu to order.
Fang Zhiyi simply watched her.
Once the drinks were ordered, the girl smirked at him, eyes gleaming with smugness. "I’m Yuanyuan. And you, handsome?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled. "No need for you to know."
Yuanyuan pouted. "Ooh, playing mysterious, huh?"
The drinks arrived quickly. Yuanyuan seemed eager, immediately popping open every bottle.
At the same time, the bartender spoke up. "Hello, we operate on a pay-first policy here. Your tab comes to eighteen thousand eight hundred. Who’s settling it?"
Fang Zhiyi shrugged. "Don’t look at me. Whoever opened them pays."
Yuanyuan’s face darkened. "What kind of man pinches pennies like this? Fine, let’s split it—half each."
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "No."
The bartender narrowed his eyes. "Buddy, trying to skip out on the bill?"
At his words, the men in the corner stood and began approaching.
"Out of respect for you being a fellow demon, I’ll give you a discount. Don’t push your luck," the bartender said.
A surge of demonic energy gradually filled the bar. Fang Zhiyi watched as the energy coalesced behind them into the forms of savage boars. He chuckled. "Local gangs these days—no manners at all. Instead of welcoming a stranger with gifts, you jump straight to threats?"
Yuanyuan perched on the edge of the table. "Handsome, you’ve got looks, so here’s some advice: pay up and leave quietly. Otherwise, I can’t help you."
Fang Zhiyi glanced at the rat demon, then cracked his neck.
Instantly, an overwhelming demonic aura erupted from him. The boar demons saw it clearly—a colossal black serpent!
"Y-you…" The bartender faltered.
The bar’s doors and windows slammed shut on their own.
"Since when did Huan City get a demon like you?!"
Yuanyuan, the rat demon, had already scurried into a corner, trembling. Fang Zhiyi was a snake—her natural predator—and worse, he was a high-level demon.
"Do you have a boss?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
"Y-you think we’re—"
A deafening crash cut him off as one boar demon was sent flying, smashing through tables and chairs.
"You might wanna rethink—"
Another crash. Another demon was plastered against the wall.
"Listen here—"
As the last thug went airborne, the bartender found the right answer. "Tiger Lord! Our boss is Tiger Lord!"
Fang Zhiyi flexed his hand. "Next time, skip the tough-guy act and get to the point."
The bartender nodded frantically.
"Send someone to fetch him. I’ll wait right here." Fang Zhiyi settled into a more comfortable position.
Yuanyuan eagerly volunteered—staying here was torture for her.
Within half an hour, heavy footsteps echoed outside. A group of burly men pushed the door open, and a tiger demon strode in.
Fang Zhiyi studied him. Definitely not the one he was looking for.
But he could still be useful.
"So you’re the troublemaker?" The tiger demon oozed arrogance.
The bartender brightened. "Tiger Lord, it’s him! This snake demon came out of nowhere—beat up our guys and wrecked the place!"
The tiger demon’s eyes blazed as he advanced, radiating intimidation.
Fang Zhiyi stretched his fingers. Demon fights weren’t about fancy techniques—just raw strength and demonic power. He’d figured that out long ago, much like the physical cultivators of the immortal world.
Then, the tiger demon struck. Fang Zhiyi blinked.
The bartender was the one sent flying.
"You caused this mess? Beat him down!" The tiger demon barked. His men roared in agreement and lunged—at the bartender.
Fang Zhiyi was momentarily stunned.
"Senior, greetings, greetings!" The tiger demon extended a hand, grinning.
Fang Zhiyi frowned. "You know me?"
"Not before today! But now we’re acquainted. Friends, right?"
Fang Zhiyi almost laughed. "I wrecked your bar."
"Good wrecking!"
"I beat your men."
"Good beating! They had it coming!"
"Wait—you’re not angry?" Fang Zhiyi couldn’t sit still.
The tiger demon waved it off. "If I’m angry, it’s at them for disrespecting you, Senior."
Fang Zhiyi stared. The tiger demon’s expression was pure sycophancy.
The tiger demon hadn’t risen to his position by being clever—he just knew his limits. The moment he’d entered, he sensed this snake demon was beyond him. So he’d decided: no defiance. Take the insults, smile through it—after all, who hits a smiling face? Once the snake demon left, life would go on.
"Tch. How’d you know I wanted to pick a fight?" Fang Zhiyi sighed.
The tiger demon froze, then chuckled. "Worked in a human company once. Took enough beatings to learn. After that, started my own business—smooth sailing ever since."
Fang Zhiyi nodded.
The tiger demon exhaled in relief.
"Your attitude’s good. But as your senior, I ought to teach you something."
The tiger demon adopted a humble posture.
"Humans, demons—nothing’s ever smooth sailing."
"What do you—"
SMACK!
Yuanyuan, peeking from the doorway, covered her face in terror. What had she dragged in here? Even Tiger Lord was no match? He was toying with him!
"Tiger Lord, was it?" Fang Zhiyi flexed his hand, eyeing the bruised and battered tiger demon.
"Just call me Little Tiger, Senior." The tiger demon had zero defiance left.
"Know why I hit you?"
The tiger demon shook his head.
"What exactly did you learn from humans? Huh? Scamming? Loan-sharking too?"
The tiger demon hesitated, then nodded.
"Pathetic." Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes. "Lucky you ran into me. Otherwise, the Demon Extermination Bureau would’ve skinned you alive."
The tiger demon stared blankly.
"Two tasks. Fail, and I’ll turn your hide into a seat cushion."
In a single night, Fang Zhiyi took control of Huan City’s largest underworld faction. These wannabe gangster demons were necessary—he needed manpower. Couldn’t do everything alone.
The next day, a group of carnivorous demons who specialized in preying on naive newcomers—demons or gullible humans—at train stations had just succeeded. They led a freshly arrived sheep demon to a warehouse on the outskirts and brought out a cauldron.
mance] After transmigrating for eighteen years, Lin Qi lived as an utterly ordinary herbalist in the countryside. One day, he kindly brought home a sickly, beautiful girl covered in blood. They married in a flash and began their blissful, intimate life together. Right then, his long-delayed system finally activated. [Warning! Host detected in contact with the "Crimson Calamity," the world-ending witch!] Lin Qi looked at the adorable wife currently curled in his arms, who couldn't even open a jar lid and trembled at the sight of a mouse. Lin Qi: "System, are you insane? This is clearly just a weak and delicate sickly girl!" Thus, Lin Qi treated the system as a "Contrast System," where taking care of his wife made him stronger. Combing his wife's hair rewarded him with [Free Attribute Points]. Taking his wife out for sunshine rewarded him with [Forbidden Spell: Arcane Explosion]. Lin Qi: "This soft life tastes so good!" ... Yet, in the eyes of outsiders: The strongest Beastkin Assassin: "That man dissected a Beast King with a common skinning knife! That was a show of force towards the powerful!" The Holy Son of the Radiant Church: "I infiltrated his home as a tutor, but he had me babysit the children... He must have seen through my disguise!" The World-Ending Witch, Felucia: "I hid all the way in the countryside. How is it that the husband I married on a whim is stronger than I was at my peak?"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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!"
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)
