"This subject, this subject is terrified!" Fang's Father was frightened out of his wits and immediately apologized.
"What did you say about Us?" The Emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi looked completely like a fool. "Petty-minded, unable to distinguish right from wrong, and... dictatorial or something." He paused for a moment. "Your Majesty, please don't hold it against my dad. He said all these things to my mom, and it was just casual talk."
The Emperor confirmed his suspicion. This Fang Zhiyi was not only interesting but also a complete idiot, because anyone with half a brain would not humiliate themselves like this to their face!
"So it involves your mother too? Hehe, Old Fang, I see it's getting late. You may withdraw first."
Fang's Father wanted to explain, but the Emperor had already turned around.
"We said, you may withdraw first."
Fang's Father glared at Fang Zhiyi, having no idea why this son of his was talking nonsense!
"Your Majesty, I have one more thing!" Fang Zhiyi, however, looked completely oblivious.
Fang's Father even wanted to reach out and pull him away.
The Emperor turned his head slightly. Although he was already dissatisfied with the Fang family, he truly had no murderous intent towards this piece of trash.
"What is it?"
"What if my dad beats me when I get back?"
The Emperor almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
"If he beats you, We will stand up for you!"
"But words alone are not proof..."
The Emperor almost laughed out of anger. "Fine! We will give you an item. Seeing this item is like seeing Us in person!"
He really felt that this fool was somewhat amusing. Fang Zhiyi took a ring handed to him by a nearby palace servant and happily put it on.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live for thousands and thousands of years! And unify the martial world!"
The Emperor was slightly taken aback. If nothing else, should the entire Fang family be executed, this boy could be spared.
Thousands and thousands of years...
The members of the Jian family no longer had their previous joy. They had thought they secured a good marriage alliance, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, the Fang family had one foot in the grave!
"Are you trying to borrow a knife to kill someone again?" Little Hei asked.
Fang Zhiyi replied, "Did you see that? I originally wanted to jump up and slap that Emperor in the face, but there are quite a few experts hidden around him."
"If you had landed that slap, the Fang family would probably be executed on the very same day."
"Fang Zhiyi! You rebellious son! Why did you spout such nonsense!" Fang's Father finally couldn't hold back anymore. He bared his fangs and brandished his claws, wishing he could execute this rebellious son right there on the street.
Fang Zhiyi raised the ring in his hand, and Fang's Father immediately restrained his aura, only gnashing his teeth.
Fang Congyun looked at his older brother. Before, he was just useless, but not this crazy, right?
"Nonsense? Do you dare to say you haven't thought about it?"
"Bastard! Even if I thought about it, could I... Bah, I have never thought about it!"
Fang Zhiyi ignored him and just walked ahead with his head held high and chest puffed out, making the veins on Fang's Father's temples throb.
The past few days had been too thrilling. First, they lost a son, and then they were noted down by the Emperor. The Fang family was probably doomed!
Fang's Mother, who had learned of everything, angrily went to find Fang Zhiyi. Fang Zhiyi was unafraid and merely kept raising the ring in his hand, causing Fang's Mother to not even dare to utter a harsh word.
Under the Emperor's decree, the wedding of Fang Congyun and Jian Xiaoyu was approaching. Both families now felt as terrible as if they had eaten shit, but neither dared to back out of the marriage.
The only happy person was probably Jian Xiaoyu.
When Fang Zhiyi brought up wanting her dowry maid, Jian Xiaoyu hardly refused. To her, a maid was just an object; giving her away was no big deal.
Peng Huan'er felt a bit uneasy looking at the frivolous Fang Zhiyi, even imagining a tragic end for herself.
However, Fang Zhiyi just took her wandering around all day long.
Peng Huan'er also found that this young master was somewhat different. Although he spent money extravagantly, he liked to interact with commoners. He could strike up a conversation with people from all walks of life, completely lacking the demeanor expected of a young master from an aristocratic family.
No one suspected anything. After all, Fang Zhiyi wasn't much better before, just that he seemed a bit crazier now.
Fang Zhiyi would certainly not wrong himself. Anyway, no matter what he encountered, he would just flash that ring. The Emperor hadn't specified under what circumstances it could be used.
Moreover, he didn't use this authority to oppress others, but instead spent all day wreaking havoc in the Fang family's properties.
When the Emperor learned of this, he just laughed it off. He became even more certain that this Fang Zhiyi was an idiot.
The Fang family now acted very cautiously, afraid of angering the Emperor and bringing disaster upon themselves. They could only grit their teeth and endure Fang Zhiyi's actions, even simply pretending not to see them.
"After Congyun is married, we will find an excuse to send him away!" Fang's Mother said.
Fang's Father pondered for a moment and nodded, a murderous intent appearing on his face.
"Once he is far away from the capital, it will be hard to say whether he lives or dies."
"Until then, let's treat him better for the time being. This will at least somewhat salvage some face for the family."
People outside talked enthusiastically about the marriage between the Fang and Jian families, and Fang Zhiyi, as the biggest victim, also attracted plenty of attention.
The gossip changed versions every day, almost evolving into the head of the Fang family indulging his younger son Fang Congyun in snatching Fang Zhiyi's fiancée.
Even with the Emperor's bestowed marriage, people still preferred to listen to the sensational versions.
But before this matter was settled, Fang Zhiyi caused new trouble on his end.
He took over one of the Fang family's shops, claiming he was going to do some profitable business. The shopkeeper wanted him to leave quickly, but seeing Fang Zhiyi take out the ring bestowed by the Emperor, the shopkeeper could only obediently put on a smiling face.
When Fang's Father heard about this, he was so angry he almost died of a heart attack. Fortunately, Fang's Mother persuaded him, and they just let him be. As long as they endured this period, everything would be fine. Even to keep up appearances, Fang's Mother sent someone to deliver a sum of money to her son.
Such behavior indeed brought results, and rumors of the Fang family's domestic harmony gained the upper hand.
"Young Master Fang, what kind of lousy business is this?"
A young man from an aristocratic family came from afar to watch a joke, but was somewhat curious about Fang Zhiyi's empty shop.
"Could it be you're selling air?"
The other rich kids behind him burst into laughter. Although their aptitudes were average, they were still many times better than Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi pointed at him with a smile, "Short-sighted."
"What did you say?"
Fang Zhiyi slapped the ring the Emperor had given him on the table. "What? Can't I say it?"
Now everyone knew that Fang Zhiyi had such a thing on him. Seeing the ring was like seeing the Emperor, so they could only obediently endure it.
"You... Hmph." That aristocratic young man was about to leave.
But Fang Zhiyi's foolish stubbornness flared up, "You stop right there!"
"What else do you want? Don't think just because the Fang family is powerful, offending..." That aristocratic young man clearly knew about the Fang family offending the Emperor.
"I said you are short-sighted, you don't even know what my shop is for."
The man, both angry and amused, simply walked in. "Come on, let me hear what kind of business you're doing." His face was full of mockery.
Fang Zhiyi looked around somewhat mysteriously, and then showed off with a face full of pride: "I've set up a direct passage to the Western Regions."
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.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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."
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
