Qin Hao looked at his old man's "beg me" expression, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably. Ten thousand years, the old geezer really dared to ask for that!
"System, take back the Nine Tribulations Sword!"
Qin Hao wasn't going to spoil this bad habit. Trying to jack up the price? Even if I can't subdue this Karmic Luck Dao Beast, I have other ways to obtain karmic luck. Without my Nine Tribulations Sword, where else are you going to find a supreme Dao artifact?
"You..." Qin Wuya was momentarily left speechless. He looked at Qin Hao in astonishment, clearly not expecting this little brat to be so decisive as to directly take back the Nine Tribulations Sword.
Qin Hao shrugged with a look of indifference:
"Dad, we agreed before that if you help me subdue this Karmic Luck Dao Beast, I'd extend your lease for a month. Now it seems we haven't reached an agreement. Since that's the case, I'll take the sword back first. When your attitude improves, I'll give it back to you."
Qin Wuya's face darkened. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "He's my own son after all, I'll avoid beating him if I can."
He took a deep breath and held up one finger: "One year. Extending the lease for a year should be fine, right? One month is simply too short."
Qin Hao thought for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, one year it is. Tell me, how can I subdue this Karmic Luck Dao Beast?"
After negotiating the terms, Qin Wuya explained that with Qin Hao's current situation, he couldn't subdue this Karmic Luck Dao Beast at all. To make this beast serve Qin Hao, he had to choose someone from Su Qingyue and the other girls to subdue the little beast first.
"As long as any of them subdues this little beast, it can naturally gather karmic luck for you."
"Your karmic luck is too low. Moreover, this Karmic Luck Dao Beast is an entity that shouldn't exist. Its appearance in this world is entirely related to that Lin Bei."
Speaking up to here, Qin Wuya paused and asked, "Kid, you've met that guy too. What do you think of him?"
Qin Hao shook his head: "Just average. Stronger than others, but still a bit lacking compared to me."
Hearing this, Qin Wuya patted Qin Hao's shoulder with a serious expression: "But I think he's stronger than you in certain aspects. He isn't an enemy. Get to know him properly, and stop revolving around women all day. You should expand your social circle too."
Qin Hao chuckled. Revolving around women? Me? It has always been women revolving around me!
After bidding farewell to Qin Wuya, Qin Hao immediately returned to his residence. He informed Su Qingyue and the others about the matter of subduing the karmic luck beast. Upon hearing they could help Qin Hao, the girls were eager to try.
Qin Hao took them to the Nine-Revolution Linglong Pagoda. Unlike its dismissive attitude towards Qin Hao, when facing Su Qingyue and the others, the Karmic Luck Dao Beast tried its absolute best to show off.
Three days passed in a flash. Ultimately, the little beast chose Su Qingyue as its master. This outcome was within Qin Hao's expectations; after all, Qingyue's karmic luck was the highest among them.
"Out of so many daughters of destiny, only Ruyan's karmic luck is on par with Qingyue's. Tsk, speaking of which, I really miss Ruyan a bit. I wonder when that Ancient Immortal Battlefield will open. A family should be neat and complete."
After subduing the Karmic Luck Dao Beast, the first command Su Qingyue gave it was to help Qin Hao gather karmic luck. Although the little beast looked extremely reluctant, it had to obediently comply since its master had spoken.
Qin Hao opened his information panel:
[Karmic Luck: Six Dou Six Sheng (Opportunities appear frequently, cultivation is smooth)]
At this moment, with the help of the Karmic Luck Dao Beast, Qin Hao's karmic luck was slowly rising with a faint momentum. Although it wasn't much, it won in endurance!
[Ding! You have a new rental order. Do you want to accept it immediately?]
The notification sound in his mind made Qin Hao stiffen. He twitched his mouth: "Dog System, I'm really a bit tired. One order a month, I really can't handle it."
[Ding! Who told you to take private orders yourself? I offered you a month of rest, but you didn't want it.]
Qin Hao's face was full of black lines. What do you mean I didn't want the rest time? I had amnesia at the time and inexplicably took an order, who could I reason with?
[Dog Host, could it be that you... can't do it?]
As soon as these words came out, Qin Hao coldly snorted. A goading method? Hmph, I'll fall for it anyway.
"Accept the order! Let me show you whether I can do it or not. This is nothing!"
[Client Name: Ji Ruxue]
[Identity: Little Princess of the Myriad Demon Kingdom]
[Order Request: I want to taste what humans are like.]
[Client Rating: Massive Potential (Myriad Demon Dao-Devouring Body) Current Karmic Luck: 5 Shi (Emperor Luck)]
[Myriad Demon Dao-Devouring Body: Automatically compatible with myriad demon bloodlines. Any demon race bloodline or divine beast essence blood can be integrated 100%, without conflict or backlash.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accepting the order. You have obtained Ji Ruxue's identical Myriad Demon Dao-Devouring Body. After the order is completed, subsequent rewards will be issued based on the rating.]
Before Qin Hao could carefully read the information, a scorching power exploded from deep within his bone marrow. Dark golden patterns emerged on his skin, like ancient totems, spreading from his chest to his limbs.
Qin Hao's bones were growing, his muscles were restructuring, and his blood turned from red to gold, then from gold back to dark red.
The physical transformation lasted for a full incense stick of time. When the last trace of the dark golden pattern sank into his skin, Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes. In the depths of his dual pupils, there was an extra indescribable color, like a kaleidoscope, and also like an abyss.
Su Qingyue and the others noticed Qin Hao's anomaly and immediately understood. Their man had received another order!
Instantly, the girls surrounded Qin Hao.
When Qin Hao opened his eyes, there were six faces in front of him.
Su Qingyue stood at the very front, looking cold and clear, but something was burning in the depths of her eyes. Jiang Xinyao crossed her arms over her chest, the smile on her lips looking dangerous no matter how you looked at it. Shen Suning was still gentle and soft, but her fingers were twisting the corner of her clothes.
Xia Lingxi lowered her head, her face flushed red. Qin Kexin puffed her cheeks, still holding half a piece of pastry in her hand. Xu Siya stood at the very back, looking as if she wanted to say something but stopped.
"You took another order," Su Qingyue said. It wasn't a question, but a statement.
Qin Hao opened his mouth, but before he could explain, Jiang Xinyao took a step forward. "Fine, go ahead. We won't stop you. But there's a condition."
She extended a finger and poked Qin Hao's chest. The force wasn't heavy, but Qin Hao felt like that spot had been branded by a soldering iron. "You are not allowed to bring anyone else back!"
Qin Hao froze for a moment. Shen Suning nodded beside her, saying gently, "Yes, you can't bring any more."
Xia Lingxi softly added, "There's almost no room left in the house."
Qin Kexin chewed her pastry and mumbled indistinctly, "Exactly, exactly. That Xu Siya from last time hasn't even gotten her turn yet."
Xu Siya blushed at the back, but didn't refute.
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.”
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."
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
