However, after the police conducted their inquiries, checked the injuries, and questioned the onlookers as well as Fang Zhiyi himself, they confirmed one thing: the Zhang family was full of lazy gluttons with a terrible reputation. In contrast, Fang Zhiyi spoke eloquently and naturally. He had even been willing to give up a high-paying job in the city to return and help his biological family. The villagers also vouched for his good character. Finally, the police officer shook his head: You are right to want your family to work hard and get rich, but you cannot rush it, and you certainly cannot hit and scold your older brother, understand?
Fang Zhiyi looked full of remorse. I understand. It is just... look at him. He is so old yet still so lazy. I got anxious and gave him a couple of smacks... I am sorry for causing you trouble.
The police officer expressed his understanding, then turned to the Zhang family. Your situation is a family dispute. You need to communicate with each other. As parents, how can you two fail to set a good example? You are not even as good as your son! A family needs to work together to live a good life!
No, officer, he is the one freeloading at our house... Wang Ling grew anxious. But the moment she pointed at Fang Zhiyi, she saw him run his hand across his neck. She instantly understood his threat. W-we understand...
Seeing the police about to leave, Zhang Xiong could not hold back anymore. I surrender! We beat up a manager in Hai City! We assaulted someone! He... he was the one who ordered us to do it! He pointed excitedly at Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi looked completely innocent.
As soon as those words came out, Zhang Daming and Wang Ling were stunned.
The police officer turned serious. Hold on, I will verify this immediately. Nobody move!
That day, the entire Zhang family was taken away, and Fang Zhiyi was no exception.
The police contacted Hai City and found that such an incident had indeed occurred. They just had not found the culprits. But now that the attackers had willingly outed themselves, they definitely had to be dealt with.
The final outcome is this: either you pay compensation to earn their forgiveness, or you will be detained and fined.
Make your choice. Discuss it carefully. With that, the police officer left, giving the family some space.
Fang Zhiyi crossed his arms. Tsk, tsk. Look at you. Does the family even have money for you to confess without being tortured? Hmm?
Wang Ling and Zhang Daming also glared at Zhang Xiong in dissatisfaction.
Zhang Xiong panicked. Why are you not involved? Why?
Fang Zhiyi threw his hands up. I did not hit anyone. I merely said I was fired by the manager. You were the ones who went up and beat him.
You are talking nonsense...
Do you have proof? Fang Zhiyi gave a half-smile.
I...
Enough! Stop arguing! Zhang Daming's mind was a mess. He did not understand how their perfectly fine slacker lifestyle had turned into this. What do we do now? What do we do? I do not want to go to jail!
The Zhang family had no money, and Fang Zhiyi had even less.
But Fang Zhiyi had a great idea.
Thus, under Fang Zhiyi's suggestion, the Zhang family's old house was auctioned off, completely uprooting the Zhang family's foundation.
In contrast to the dejected Zhang trio, Fang Zhiyi was thrilled. Look, after selling the house and land and paying the compensation, there is still quite a bit left! Let us go live it up a little.
You! Zhang Daming glared at Fang Zhiyi, and Fang Zhiyi stared right back. What?
Nothing. We will listen to you. Zhang Daming was completely out of options. This second son was like a piece of sticky candy clinging to their family. They could not beat him, could not chase him away, and could not shake him off. Most importantly, even if they called the cops, the authorities would not care. It was considered an issue of family education, not a criminal case. What was the point of calling the police?
Under Fang Zhiyi's spending habits, that little bit of money did not even last two days, and the Zhang family fell into utter despair. They now had no house and nowhere to return to. Wang Ling tried to stop Fang Zhiyi, but he completely ignored her. He bought whatever he wanted to eat and played whatever he wanted to play. The Zhang family should have been happy, but whenever they thought about how this was paid for with their house, they just could not bring themselves to enjoy it.
But surprises always come suddenly. When they woke up one morning, Fang Zhiyi was gone.
Zhang Xiong, who discovered this first, was initially surprised, then wept tears of joy. Mom, Dad, he... he left! He left!
The three Zhangs were ecstatic, until the hotel receptionist came to notify them that their time was up and they had to check out.
Then we will go! Zhang Daming shouldered his luggage. Without Fang Zhiyi around, anything was fine!
Sir, please wait a moment before leaving. Yesterday, you ordered ten cartons of cigarettes and twenty bottles of liquor at our front desk, saying you would settle the bill upon checkout. Will you be paying with cash or card?
The formerly joyous family plummeted back into hell.
Devil! He is a devil! A devil! Wang Ling was so furious she nearly collapsed to the floor.
You... do not happen to be broke, do you? The receptionist frowned, her hand reaching for the phone.
In Hai City, a man covered in rags with his hair matted into clumps looked up at a street sign and suddenly rejoiced. I am back! I am back! Fang Zhizu had finally managed to return to the city where his adoptive parents lived on his own.
As for being wanted by the police? The two Fang elders could take the heat. At worst, they would just pay compensation! His biological parents only cared about money. As long as there was money, they would not be afraid!
Fang Zhiyi, you can stay there and slave away for them! He burst into loud laughter.
Suddenly, a person appeared in front of him. The young man scratched his head. You are Fang Zhizu, right?
Fang Zhizu froze, looking panicked. You have got the wrong person.
The young man shook his head. I would recognize you even if you turned to ash... He muttered, The system has been nagging in my ear about it for days...
Who are you? Fang Zhizu was on high alert.
The young man smiled. Who I am is not important. Do you want to make money?
Fang Zhizu paused. Looking at the other party's attire and the luxury car not far away, he swallowed hard and nodded vigorously.
Make money! Then get revenge! He would make everyone who looked down on him die!
The door to the Fang residence was pushed open. The two Fang elders were not home. Fang Zhiyi walked around, left a letter behind, and also put down the money he had just extorted from those people before quietly backing out again.
By doing this, the Fang parents will be very sad, will they not? Little Hei asked in confusion.
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. Being sad is better than losing their lives. Not to mention, neither the original host nor that ungrateful brother deserves this familial love.
Little Hei did not quite understand, but he nodded anyway. Then are we leaving, or...?
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. No can do. We finally caught a wealthy host. We have worked hard through so many worlds, should we not enjoy ourselves a bit?
Little Hei silently felt sorry for that tasker.
Before that, I need to let my lovely little brother properly enjoy a high-class life. Fang Zhiyi smiled wickedly once more.
He would never have the chance to harass that kind Fang couple again.
Fang Zhizu did not realize something was wrong until he was strapped to an iron bed. He struggled desperately. Let me go! Your boss promised me! He said he would make me the CEO!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
