Scarlet Heart Sect!
What a bunch of unlucky bastards.
Chen Yi was going to stake out that Sect Leader Yu again.
Before setting off, Chen Yi first returned to Baiyun County Town; he still had some minor matters to handle.
"Creak..."
The old courtyard door was gently pushed open by Chen Yi.
Chen Yun, who was hanging clothes to dry in the courtyard, turned to look.
"Fourth Brother, I didn't see you all morning. Where did you go to play?"
"I bought the large mansion of the Zhang family."
Hearing this, Chen Yun's brain clearly couldn't process it for a moment.
"Zhang Manor? You mean Landlord Zhang, the one who owns the most farmland in our county?"
"Exactly."
In the third simulation, after Shen Qingshan was taken away by the Shen family, this Landlord Zhang had bullied his Third Sister's family.
In that simulation, Chen Yi had slaughtered everyone in the Zhang Manor, leaving no one alive.
Chen Yi was a man who clearly distinguished between gratitude and grudges.
In reality, he had no grudge against Landlord Zhang yet, nor even any interaction, so naturally, there was no need to get so angry.
But as a landlord, the man had surely done his fair share of bad deeds.
Therefore, Chen Yi took Landlord Zhang's money and used it to buy the Zhang Manor.
The specific operation was to take Landlord Zhang's bank notes into his own hands at a speed that mortals simply could not see, and then use this money to buy the Zhang family's large mansion.
The Zhang family was large and prosperous, and moving out of the blue would be very troublesome.
So Old Zhang initially refused.
But Chen Yi offered too much.
"Good heavens! That foolish boy is actually willing to spend so much money to buy my Zhang family's decades-old mansion? This sum is comparable to my entire life's savings!"
Landlord Zhang said as such.
Of course it was.
It was his life's savings to begin with.
At this moment, Landlord Zhang had lost his house and his savings, leaving only a large family of hungry mouths to feed.
Let him have a headache over that.
What?
You ask what if he discovers a problem with the transaction and looks for trouble with Chen Yi?
Looking for trouble with a Martial King with a mortal body?
Then he would be way too brave.
Chen Yun finally snapped back to reality.
"Fourth Brother, where did you get so much money? Although our Chen family comes from humble beginnings, we absolutely cannot do anything illegal or underhanded. Our parents are gone, and as your sister, I absolutely cannot let you go astray..."
Chen Yun started lecturing again.
But Chen Yi didn't find it annoying at all right now; instead, he was happy to listen.
Because in the simulation that had just ended...
He had witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Chen Yun passing away.
At this moment, he cherished the time when Chen Yun was still young.
"Don't worry, Third Sister. This is my master's money. The old man entrusted me to purchase a mansion so that he'll have a place to stay when he returns from his travels, right?"
Chen Yun was half-believing and half-doubting.
"It's that mysterious master of yours again. You two haven't been master and disciple for long, but your relationship is quite good."
"That's just fate... By the way, I want you and brother-in-law to move in as well. You know the Zhang family's large mansion; it can house over a hundred people. It would be too lonely for me to live there all by myself."
Chen Yun politely declined Chen Yi's good intentions.
After all, Chen Yi was Chen Yun's maiden family.
Bringing her husband to live with her maiden family would be no different from a matrilocal marriage for Shen Qingshan.
In this era, a man marrying into his wife's family did not have a good reputation.
Chen Yun would rather follow her husband through thick and thin than let him suffer such humiliation, even though she knew Chen Yi absolutely didn't mean it that way and just hoped the family could live together.
Chen Yi officially moved out of Shen Qingshan's house and moved into the newly renovated Chen Manor.
This was fine too; he would have more freedom.
Otherwise, wherever he went to do missions later on, his Third Sister would always worry.
Chen Yi picked up Da Chun from the Yuelai Inn and had him move into the Chen Manor as well.
He also arranged for Da Chun to serve as the first head butler.
The thirty-eight servants of the manor were all managed by Da Chun.
When Chen Yi led Da Chun into the Chen Manor, the servants had already lined up on the left and right in the large courtyard, standing neatly and respectfully.
"Greetings, Master Chen!"
Although young, Chen Yi was now a Master too.
"Da Chun, you will live in that room from now on. Three bedrooms and two living rooms!"
"Brother Yi, it's too big. How can I live in such a large house all by myself?"
"Live in the master bedroom from the first to the tenth of the month, the second bedroom from the eleventh to the twentieth, and the guest bedroom from the twenty-first to the thirtieth!"
"How about I just squeeze in with Black Wind?"
"He lives in the stable, why would you want to join in on that..."
The Myriad Soul Banner came out to join the fun.
"Buddy, you've struck it rich! So where do I live?"
"You live in my heart."
The Myriad Soul Banner felt depressed.
He had wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but he didn't expect Chen Yi to see right through him, giving him absolutely no chance.
The joy of moving to a new home could not go uncelebrated.
But Chen Yi didn't make it too complicated either.
In this huge county town, he actually only knew his Third Sister's family, plus Mei Sanniang, the proprietress of the Yuelai Inn.
Over the past year, Mei Sanniang had taken very good care of Da Chun.
Although she was paid to do it, she didn't just go through the motions because Da Chun was foolish; she raised him to be chubby, fair, and perfectly clean.
Chen Yi's housewarming banquet only invited his Third Sister's family and some people from the Yuelai Inn.
However, there was one person who came uninvited.
After Magistrate Cao—who had collaborated with Feng Yucheng to create unjust and false cases—was ruthlessly played to death by Chen Yi's fierce maneuvers, the newly appointed magistrate was surnamed Chen, named Chen Cang.
In the third simulation, Chen Yi had even had a bit of interaction with this guy.
On the day the Chen Manor celebrated the housewarming, Chen Cang came uninvited and even prepared generous gifts, bringing along several horse-drawn carriages.
"Congratulations, congratulations! For Young Master Chen's housewarming joy, I, Chen, have come uninvited. Oh! We even share the same surname. If we count back a few generations, we might just be one family!"
Counting back, they definitely weren't one family.
Because everyone in Chen Yi's village was a descendant of the reincarnated Nine Provinces Cauldrons.
Chen Cang felt that someone who could casually throw around massive amounts of money to buy the large Zhang family mansion, and at such a young age, must have a significant background.
He believed that Chen Yi was either extremely wealthy or extremely powerful in martial arts.
No matter which one it was, he had to build a good relationship with him.
Otherwise, as a newly arrived magistrate, it wouldn't be convenient for him when managing the local area.
Chen Yi smiled and didn't say anything, simply welcoming him to take a seat.
With Chen Yi's current strength, a connection like a county magistrate was actually the magistrate climbing the social ladder to reach him; Chen Yi just treated it as making a friend.
Chen Cang was wearing casual clothes and came in acting very familiar.
Upon seeing Shen Qingshan, he enthusiastically greeted him.
"Banner Officer Shen, look at you! Your brother-in-law is moving into a new home—such a big event, yet you didn't even tell this official. Doesn't that make us seem like strangers!"
Shen Qingshan said,
"After Feng Yucheng's incident, the higher-ups haven't sent a new Chief to take office. I've been covering many matters for the county's Demon Slaying Division, so I was busy and momentarily forgot to mention this matter to Magistrate Chen."
"Hahaha! No matter, no matter! Fortunately, this Baiyun County isn't big, and this official's information network is still considered well-informed!"
Shen Qingshan was now forced to act as the acting Chief.
The people in the county division had all been currying favor with him recently; everyone felt that the position of the next Chief would definitely be his.
The higher-ups were just waiting for his cultivation realm to break through.
After all, it wasn't quite appropriate to be the Chief of a county's Demon Slaying Division without reaching the Soul Tempering Realm.
However, Chen Yi knew that according to the deductions in the fourth simulation, Shen Qingshan would become far more than just a county Chief.
He would go to the commandery city to become a General Banner Officer, and eventually, he would even serve as a General of Great Qian!
But, in the next simulation, and even in reality...
Chen Yi would prop him up to an even more unattainable position—the Patriarch of the Shen Family!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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!

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.”