Direct line to the Supreme Command of Daxia’s military!
Beep—
The call connected after only a single ring.
Within the holographic projection appeared the figures of the Supreme Commander of Daxia’s military and the highest-ranking official in charge of the Ministry of Finance.
Both men wore exceptionally grave expressions. Clearly, they had already received the devastating news that a Demon God had descended at the northern border.
“Old Huo.”
The Supreme Commander’s voice was filled with profound exhaustion and grim resolve.
“Qin Fuhai and Chu Zhan are ready to sacrifice themselves for the nation.”
“Activate the ‘Spark Plan’ immediately. Take Su Yu and a group of the top young geniuses into the underground shelters…”
“To hell with hiding!”
Huo Zhenshan interrupted the Supreme Commander without the slightest courtesy, his spit almost spraying across the holographic screen.
“Listen to me!”
“Right now! Immediately! Transfer every bit of liquid capital in the national treasury!”
“Put it all into Su Yu’s personal account!”
The two men within the holographic projection froze simultaneously.
The highest-ranking official from the Ministry of Finance furrowed his brows, his face full of confusion.
“Old Huo, have you gone mad?”
“With the Demon God descending and humanity on the brink of destruction, what do you need money for at a time like this?!”
“Can money kill a Demon God?!”
“It can!!!”
Huo Zhenshan let out a thunderous roar.
“Su Yu said so himself!”
“As long as he has money, he can blow that damned Demon God to pieces on the spot!”
“Stop wasting time! Transfer the money immediately! That’s an order! It’s humanity’s final hope!”
Silence.
A brief dead silence fell over the other end of the call.
The Supreme Commander and the minister exchanged glances, both seeing shock and absurdity in the other’s eyes.
But when they saw the bloodshot eyes of Huo Zhenshan—eyes filled with madness and absolute conviction—the Supreme Commander drew a deep breath.
“Fine.”
“I’ll trust you this once.”
“And I’ll trust that miracle-making young man as well!”
The Supreme Commander turned toward the minister.
“Mobilize the funds!”
“All of them!”
The order was issued.
At that moment, the entire machinery of Daxia began operating at an astonishing speed.
However, in the world of martial arts, gathering a massive amount of cash was far more difficult than anyone could have imagined.
Martial artists—especially those who had reached the Grandmaster or Martial King realm and above—didn’t care much for ordinary paper currency.
The hard currency they traded in consisted of high-grade magic cores, rare spirit herbs, extraterrestrial meteoric iron, and various cultivation resources capable of directly increasing one’s vital energy and blood.
Martial Saints had even less liquid cash under their names. They conducted most transactions through barter, and the national treasury’s reserves were likewise composed primarily of these tangible strategic resources.
“Liquidate them!”
“Dump every low-grade resource that can be converted into cash on the international market!”
“Stop the cash flow of all major military-industrial corporations and forcibly withhold their funds!”
“Freeze the corporate accounts of all major conglomerates and requisition them temporarily!”
One red-headed directive after another flew out from the Supreme Command like snowflakes.
The central artificial intelligence of Daxia was pushed beyond its limits by the overloaded calculations. Wisps of smoke even began rising from it.
Countless bank presidents were forcibly roused in the dead of night. They stared at the streams of financial data cascading away like waterfalls, cold sweat pouring down their backs.
Five minutes.
It took only five minutes.
The entire financial system of Daxia was pushed to the brink of collapse.
Deep within the Ten Thousand Mountains.
“Ding.”
A crisp notification sounded from the phone in Su Yu’s pocket.
Huo Zhenshan was panting heavily, as though he had just survived a life-and-death battle.
He turned toward Su Yu.
His cloudy old eyes were filled with blood vessels.
“We’ve gathered it…”
Huo Zhenshan’s voice was hoarse.
“We’ve temporarily put together one hundred trillion in funds!”
“This is only part of it. There are still many high-grade resources in the national treasury that, for various reasons, can’t be converted into cash and transferred immediately.”
“If we had half a day more, turning it into one quadrillion wouldn’t be a problem!”
“But this is everything Daxia can produce in liquid capital within the shortest possible time.”
Huo Zhenshan stared intently at Su Yu, his Adam’s apple bobbing with difficulty.
“Is it enough?”
“If it isn’t, we can wait a little longer. More money is still on the way.”
Su Yu said nothing.
He slowly took out his phone and tapped the screen.
The string of zeros in the bank’s text message was enough to make any ordinary person suffer cardiac arrest on the spot.
One hundred trillion.
A full one hundred trillion Dragon Coins!
“Enough.”
Su Yu calmly uttered two words.
Then, he summoned the system with a thought.
Time to spend money!
“System.”
“Recharge one hundred trillion.”
“Use it all to deduce my vital energy and blood!”
Ding.
Recharge successful.
One hundred trillion Dragon Coins deducted.
One hundred trillion years of cultivation obtained.
Deduction space activated.
Boom!
The familiar sensation of weightlessness swept over Su Yu’s consciousness like a tsunami.
The surrounding Ten Thousand Mountains, the anxious Huo Zhenshan, the Demon God far away at the northern border…
Everything was utterly swept away at that moment.
Su Yu’s consciousness was once again dragged into that gray, boundless void—an absolute nothingness without up, down, left, or right, where the passage of time did not exist.
The deduction space.
One hundred trillion years.
What kind of concept was that?
Earth’s lifespan was only around 4.6 billion years.
The universe itself was only about 13.8 billion years old.
Yet Su Yu was about to sit alone in this realm of absolute silence for one hundred trillion years!
It was a stretch of time long enough to drive even a steadfast god completely insane and shatter their mind.
But Su Yu’s gaze remained as calm as a stagnant pool.
He sat cross-legged in the void.
There was not the slightest hint of impatience.
The Grand Void Origin Blood Art began circulating through his body along a route so profound it defied description.
Hum!
Deep within his heart.
That single drop of Origin Blood, already fully condensed and radiating a scarlet glow, began to hum with delight.
The long deduction of one hundred trillion years officially began.
Ten thousand years.
One hundred thousand years.
One hundred million years.
Ten billion years…
Time lost its original meaning here.
Su Yu seemed to have become an eternal stone statue.
Without fatigue, mechanically, again and again, he circulated the cultivation art.
He drew the endless gray energy of the deduction space into his body, transforming it into incomparably pure vital energy and blood.
Then, he compressed that energy to the absolute limit—hundreds and thousands of times over.
Ten trillion years passed.
A muffled boom came from within Su Yu’s body.
A second drop of Origin Blood slowly condensed into existence within his heart.
Its scarlet light illuminated his nearly transparent internal organs.
Twenty trillion years.
The third drop of Origin Blood took shape.
Thirty trillion years.
The fourth drop of Origin Blood!
…
The years left no trace.
Throughout this suffocatingly long deduction, Su Yu was not merely increasing his vital energy and blood.
His state of mind, his will, and his understanding of the laws governing this universe were all undergoing earth-shattering transformations.
He watched as the drops of Origin Blood within his body continued to increase.
He watched as they spontaneously arranged themselves within his heart into a profound formation.
It resembled a miniature galaxy.
Slowly rotating.
Fifty trillion years.
The sixth drop of Origin Blood.
Eighty trillion years.
The ninth drop of Origin Blood.
Until—
The full one hundred trillion years were finally exhausted!
Boom!!!
Inside Su Yu's body, a terrifying rumble that shook all of ancient history erupted, as if a new world was being forged right then and there!
The tenth Source Blood drop!
It coalesced with a thunderous crash!
Hum——!
A total of eleven scarlet Source Blood drops linked end to end in Su Yu's heart chamber, forming a flawless perfect ring.
A terrifying, indescribable life force that surpassed the very limits of this world's laws
burst forth from this ring
and instantly swept through every inch of Su Yu's body!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
