The familiar lines, the familiar tone.
It was unmistakably Lin Ran.
When Lin Tianba saw it was his eldest son arriving, tears immediately streamed down his face.
"Xiao Ran, is that you, Xiao Ran? garbled noises..."
Lin Tianba had indeed been having a rough few days.
Two days ago, he had participated in Lin Jian's livestream, but afterward, not only did Lin Jian refuse to take him to the hospital, he escalated the abuse.
Before, Lin Jian had never resorted to physical violence, but ever since the product return scandal, the beatings had started.
Lin Tianba could only lament, "The child has turned bad."
And this morning, Lin Jian became even more volatile—for reasons everyone could probably guess.
The products sold during the second livestream hadn't even reached customers yet before a flood of refund requests poured in.
Lin Jian finally snapped.
The business partners pulled out their gamble agreement, demanding compensation from Lin Jian—or else they'd send him to prison.
Cornered and desperate, Lin Jian was capable of anything in his rage.
This morning, he made Lin Tianba personally experience what it meant to be a 'cuckold on display.'
Liu Yuemei had initially resisted fiercely, but as the guests grew more creative, she began to lose herself in it.
The blatant thrill of moral transgression unleashed her pent-up excitement.
Lin Tianba, meanwhile, was so furious he coughed up blood.
When Lin Jian returned, he berated him for making a mess with the blood and beat him mercilessly—so badly that Lin Tianba lost control of his bladder.
And since neither mother nor son was willing to clean him up, the stench lingered.
Seizing the opportunity to exploit Lin Tianba's pitiful state, Lin Jian started another livestream.
He hoped to milk sympathy—and money—from his audience by showcasing his father's suffering.
"Dear family, yesterday some unknown person came in and beat up my dad. I failed to protect him—it's my fault. My dad was beaten so badly he lost control, his head swollen like a pig's. But I don’t blame my brother."
The netizens weren’t buying it.
[My Ex-Girlfriend Hates Lin Jian]: Oh really? That’s just perfect. You should know—everything happens for the best.
[Writing Fuel Isn’t Royalties, It’s Readers!]: Wait, why do I smell something through the screen? Look at the stain on Lin Tianba’s pants.
[Golden Family Members Everywhere]: Holy crap, you’re not wrong.
Lin Jian: "It’s all my fault. I couldn’t protect my dad."
[Luo Yao’s Biggest Fan]: Fault fault fault—all you do is whine 'my fault.' Shut the hell up already.
[Dang Tan]: Yeah, instead of helping your dad clean up, you just exploit his misery. What a filial son you are.
Two drops of artificial tears rolled down.
"It’s not that I don’t want to take care of Dad, but we’re so poor now, we don’t even have spare clothes. It’s freezing—he could die from the cold. I’m just useless, not like my brother who married so well."
The netizens were done.
[Time Management Guru]: No wonder my tolerance for green tea behavior has improved—Lin Jian’s been training me.
[Want to See Luo Yao in Shark Pants]: Lin Jian’s a master of passive-aggressive tea-speak. Every sentence claims he doesn’t blame Lin Ran, yet every sentence drags Lin Ran into it.
Lin Jian: "I’ve never blamed my brother for anything. I just envy him for having such a—who’s there?"
"Your living nightmare."
The moment Lin Ran appeared, Lin Jian’s brain short-circuited. He’d just been dissing Lin Ran on stream—now the man himself was here.
Lin Tianba immediately burst into snot and tears.
"Xiao Ran, is that you? Take me with you, son! I don’t want money or work anymore—I was wrong!"
For the first time, Lin Tianba truly regretted everything. He’d never imagined things could get this bad.
"If you just kneel and apologize to me, then take me away from this hell, I swear I’ll only be your dad from now on."
Everyone: ???
Is this a human being talking?
Even Lin Jian was baffled. At this point, Lin Tianba still thought Lin Ran would acknowledge him as a father?
When Liu Yuemei saw Lin Ran, she tensed up instantly. She was genuinely terrified of him now.
Especially after hearing about what Lin Ran and Luo Yao had been doing in Shanghai—it chilled her to the bone. She’d tried multiple times to convince Lin Jian to never mention Lin Ran again.
This could get them killed.
"Xiao Ran, what brings you here?"
Lin Ran frowned, refusing to step inside.
"Did you all eat shit or something? Why does it smell so—gags—disgusting in here?"
"I can’t take this. Uncle Fu, drag them out and shut down the stream."
Livestream comments:
[Chicken You So Beautiful]: Bro, Lin Ran, why do you always do this? I’ll pay, okay? Just let me watch!
[I’m Your Daddy]: If you’re gonna play like this, I’m donating to Lin Jian out of spite.
Once they were hauled outside, Lin Ran narrowed his eyes at them. He’d come today to pour salt on their already miserable wounds.
"Correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t you just say on stream that it’s so cold people could freeze to death?"
Lin Jian stared at him in shock, unsure whether Lin Ran was serious or just taunting him.
"Brother… we’re family."
"I don’t have a brother. You’re the mutt’s son."
Liu Yuemei felt insulted but had no retort.
"Xiao Ran, please let us go. I was wrong—I’ll never bully you again!"
Lin Ran was beyond done.
"Now you admit it? Too late."
Lin Tianba crawled on the ground, still begging.
"Son, just kneel and apologize, and we’ll let bygones be bygones, okay?"
Lin Ran: "......" Sometimes, absurdity is so extreme you can’t help but laugh.
"What—he—you—just stay tied to Lin Jian forever."
There was no point reasoning with someone like Lin Tianba. At a certain level of delusion, all you can do is laugh.
"I came to inform you—you’re being evicted."
Lin Jian’s eyes widened in panic. His concern wasn’t just about losing this place.
It was whether he’d have anywhere else to go.
After all, in everyone’s eyes, he was far from a good person.
"Who gave you the right? Just because you’re rich, you can do whatever you want? I paid rent—the landlord hasn’t said anything!"
Lin Ran smirked, as if to say, Exactly.
"You know I’m rich, yet you’re still running your mouth? As for the landlord... Jia Laoban."
Jia Laoban stepped forward, sneering at Lin Jian.
"Lin Ran owns this place. If he says you’re out, you’re out."
Lin Jian was stunned. Lin Ran grinned.
"Surprise, huh? I bought this place in advance. Did you really think anyone would take you in out of kindness? I just wanted front-row seats to your suffering. And honestly? It’s been very entertaining. Thanks for that."
This whole mess had been his personal entertainment during dull moments.
"Son, just kick out those two. Take me with you!"
What the actual—
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?!
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 + 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!
