"Get lost!"
"Hey, you're itching for a beating, aren't you?"
"Brother Ning, should I beat him up?" The big guy behind Fang Ning took a step forward.
"Mind your own business." Fang Ning pushed his lackey aside. Shao Zhijie looked the big guy up and down: "Where did you find him? He looks pretty intimidating."
"It's all because of my dad. He said I never use my brain when I do things, so didn't I just go and find someone who uses his brain?"
"Uncle Fang, huh... No, wait, this brother here doesn't exactly look like he... you know?"
"Datou, give him a demonstration!"
The big guy didn't hesitate at all. He casually dug a brick out of the flowerbed and smashed it over his own head. The red brick shattered on the spot.
Shao Zhijie was a bit dumbfounded: "Brother, I really don't think that's what Uncle Fang meant by using a brain."
"Like I need you to tell me!" Fang Ning scolded with a laugh. Suddenly, he caught sight of a familiar figure not far away. The person approached with a limp. Seeing that the man wanted to greet him, Fang Ning let out a disdainful scoff, threw his arm around Shao Zhijie's shoulders, and walked away.
"You know him? Is he a creditor?" Shao Zhijie's mouth was always quite wicked.
"Not really. I think he's my cousin. God knows how he ended up like that."
"I actually know. I heard it's a lingering injury from a brawl. He could have recovered, but his dad dragged him along to collect debts, and as a result, he ended up crippled," Shao Zhijie said. "That guy acted all tough relying on the dirty money his dad scrounged up, and he got beaten for it."
As he spoke, Shao Zhijie suddenly saw something. He immediately ditched Fang Ning and buzzed over like a fly: "Tingting, you're here too? Did you know your Brother Zhijie was coming to register? Come on, let me carry your bag."
"Shao Zhijie! Screw you! Stay away from my sister!" Fang Ning roared.
"Screw you! She's my sister too!" Shao Zhijie didn't even turn his head.
Fang Huohua watched Fang Ning walk away, then looked at the graceful and elegant Fang Ting, a flash of jealousy crossing his eyes. Those two from his eldest uncle's family used to be at the very bottom of the Fang family. How were they living so well now?
It was all that eldest uncle's fault, borrowing money from their family and never paying it back!
He gritted his teeth, muttering something under his breath. Suddenly, Fang Ning, who was walking ahead, turned his head with a threatening look. Fang Huohua could read his lips.
"Stay the hell away."
Fang Zhiming had also sought out Fang Zhiyi to ask for money, but Fang Zhiyi would just cry poverty the moment they met. He spoke very nicely, calling him his dear brother with every breath, but the moment money was mentioned, Fang Zhiyi would start playing the victim.
"Not only am I divorced from your sister-in-law, but I also have to raise two kids all by myself. It's so hard for me!"
After hearing it so many times, Fang Zhiming suddenly realized: weren't these the exact same excuses he used to make?
He was completely helpless against Fang Zhiyi's blatant shamelessness. If he tried to act like a thug, Fang Zhiyi wouldn't indulge him and would just raise a hand to beat him. Even if others saw it, no one would say anything. Everyone knew he was Fang Zhiyi's biological younger brother, and what was wrong with an older brother teaching his younger brother a lesson?
Furthermore, Fang Zhiming's reputation was already terrible, as he was dragging out debts he owed to quite a few people.
Because of this, Fang Zhiming knew he wasn't getting his money back. Although he was unwilling to accept it, the current situation was that ever since his divorce, Fang Zhiyi acted completely different from before. He was no longer generous to a fault and behaved even more outrageously than Fang Zhiming himself.
To pay for the trouble his son caused, Lin Jianguo not only sold their newly bought house but also failed to keep their old one. He could only vent all his anger on his wife and son. Unable to take it anymore, Fang Wenxia asked for a divorce. A drunk Lin Jianguo got furious just seeing Lin Xiaojun and hit him a bit too hard, turning Lin Xiaojun deaf. As a result, he was arrested.
Fang Wenxia wanted to complain about her eldest brother's faults, but no matter how much she talked, the listeners couldn't find anything wrong with Fang Zhiyi. After all, they all somewhat knew how Fang Zhiyi usually helped his younger siblings.
"When he helped her, she didn't say a word about it, and now that he stopped helping, she starts biting people. Stay away from someone like that."
"Brother, did you go see Mom?" Fang Ting suddenly asked while they were eating.
Fang Ning nodded: "She's something else. She gave all her money to our uncle, and when she wanted it back, they wouldn't give her a single cent." He paused for a moment, "I left her a little money."
"Aren't you afraid Dad will scold you?"
"Let him scold me. It's not like he's only beaten me once or twice," Fang Ning said nonchalantly. "Back then, Dad even wanted her to pay child support for the two of us..." He remembered that time when Fang Zhiyi left the choice to him, and he ultimately couldn't bring himself to be that cruel.
That allowed Liu Mei to escape a disaster, otherwise Fang Zhiyi had plenty of ways to torment her. Although she was living a miserable life now and had completely fallen out with her eldest brother and sister-in-law over money, spouting venom at anyone she saw, Fang Ning and Fang Ting rarely visited her. No one wanted to be polluted by her negative energy.
Under Fang Zhiyi's guidance, Fang Ting completely strayed from her original path. She got into a top-tier university with excellent grades, but later felt it wasn't what she liked. When she told Fang Zhiyi about this, he didn't object. He just smiled and said she could decide her own life.
"If you can't make money, just come back and I'll support you... No, your brother will support you!" Fang Zhiyi patted his chest.
Fang Ting giggled, looking just like the innocent little girl she was in her childhood.
Fang Ning had also used the startup capital provided by Fang Zhiyi to launch his own business. Although he wasn't incredibly wealthy, he was doing much better than the average person.
The key was that Fang Zhiyi could always point out the way out of his predicament with a single sentence whenever he felt lost.
"Fang Ning, wait!" A girl seemed to have made up her mind, jogging back to Fang Ning's side.
Originally reluctant to come to the blind date, she found that the other party was a great guy. He had a career, good looks, and manners—he was simply top-notch.
"That's right, that's right." A disguised Fang Zhiyi watched from afar, and Fang Ting also peeked over: "Dad, do you think Big Brother will succeed this time?"
"If he succeeds, I'll do a handstand and have diarrhea!" Shao Zhijie hollered, only to be slapped on the back of the head by his dad the next second.
Fang Ning frowned slightly. Coming out today had already taken up a lot of his time, but he still held onto his patience: "Is there something else?"
The girl was a bit shy: "You treated me to dinner, watched a movie with me, and even bought me milk tea... It feels a bit inappropriate for me to just leave like this."
Fang Ning was somewhat taken aback.
Not far away, his cheering squad all looked tense.
"How about we walk around a bit more and do something else..."
Fang Ning suddenly took a step back: "Are you never going to end this? I've already spent a lot today, and I paid for all of it. Do you still want me to buy you a late-night supper or something?"
Fang Zhiyi slapped a hand over his own face: "It's over."
Fang Ting shook her head: "It's over."
Only Shao Zhijie gloated: "Look at that, look at that! I told you so! There's no way he's getting a girlfriend!"
Noticing the girl storming off in a huff, Fang Ning also spotted them over there. He looked confused at first, then trotted over with a face full of smiles.
"Dad, treat me to a meal!"
"Eat, eat, eat! Just how stingy can you get!"
"Hey? Why are you leaving? Hey? Sister? Uncle Shao?" Fang Ning looked in bewilderment at Shao Zhijie, who was wearing a cheeky grin. "What are they doing?"
"Brother, you are truly something." Shao Zhijie gave him a thumbs-up.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
