Lin Ran finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked out, stopping mid-air.
He looked at his shoe and muttered to himself.
"This was a gift from Yao Yao. It wouldn’t do to get it dirty. Uncle Fu, you handle this."
Uncle Fu wore a bitter expression.
"Young Master Lin, I don’t want to get dirty either."
But complaints aside, he still delivered a kick, sending Lin Tianba tumbling far away.
Lin Ran clenched his fist. "All together now. Don’t kill them—just leave them half-dead."
Eighty-one minutes later, all three members of the Lin family were utterly broken.
They had never imagined enduring such torture in their lives—it was excruciating.
"Brother… please… mercy…"
Lin Ran curled his lips into a dragon-like smirk.
"Will you dare mention me in your next livestream?"
"Never again."
"Mentioning me is fine—I’ll just torment you more often. But if you dare disrespect my wife, you’re dead. Got it?"
"Y-yes…"
Lin Ran glanced at Lin Tianba, lying on the ground questioning his existence, and Liu Yuemei, who could no longer stand.
"Tianba, there’s something you should see. I actually admire you—even now, you’re still sticking with this woman."
He pulled up several videos—footage saved from the day Liu Yuemei and her son were thrown out of Suran Group.
"These are Liu Yuemei’s personal treasures. Back then, she was still the wife of Suran Group’s boss. Who would’ve thought? Tsk tsk tsk. Quite the wild one. If I’m not mistaken, this must be Lin Jian’s real father, right?"
Liu Yuemei stared at Lin Ran in disbelief, while Lin Tianba gaped at the phone.
He had always believed Liu Yuemei was at least emotionally loyal to him—and physically, before she borrowed money from Brother Dao.
But now…
"Liu Yuemei, you ruthless bitch—" Lin Tianba howled in agony.
Lin Ran watched his suffering with satisfaction.
Of the three, he hated this scumbag father the most.
Liu Yuemei stayed silent. Today, Lin Ran had merely torn off her veil of decency. The truth was, she and Lin Tianba could never go back to how things were.
"By the way, didn’t you lose 100 million last time at Brother Dao’s place? Did you pay it back?"
At this, not just Lin Tianba, but even Lin Jian stared at Liu Yuemei in shock.
Liu Yuemei’s eyes widened—how did Lin Ran know?
"That’s a lie! I borrowed money to save your father, then the Liu family scammed me!"
Lin Ran tilted his head.
"Oh? Is that what you told Lin Tianba? You’re something else. Should I call Brother Dao over to confirm?"
Boom.
Their minds reeled.
The implications of Lin Ran’s words were staggering—he could command Brother Dao.
Which meant… everything Brother Dao had done to them might have been a setup.
"Was it you?" Liu Yuemei pointed at him, horrified.
Lin Ran nodded.
"Me. I told Brother Dao to lend you money so I could take a cut. I thought that would teach you a lesson, but you actually paid it back."
"Doesn’t matter. Later, I had Liu Ruxue trick you into demanding repayment from Brother Dao. After all, you and Lin Jian had saved up 50 million in private funds—losing it all to the Liu family’s scam must’ve stung."
"And then you got hooked on gambling at Brother Dao’s place and lost 100 million? Damn, even I’ve never played stakes that high."
Lin Tianba was shattered.
"So… this is the truth?"
Lin Ran shook his head.
"No. The truth is, you’ll die a miserable death in the future."
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing the murderous rage in Lin Jian’s eyes directed at Liu Yuemei, Lin Ran laughed in delight.
"Throw them all out. Dump them in the snow. Whether they live or die is up to fate."
"Yes, sir."
This time, Lin Ran showed no mercy—not that he ever had, but today was especially brutal.
Whether the three Lius survived the freezing cold with no one daring to take them in… well, that wasn’t his concern.
If they died, good riddance.
If they lived, more entertainment for him.
The choice between peace and drama? He left that to the heavens.
As they left, Jia Laoban followed, returning the place to its original owner.
The owner never expected to make so much money in just ten days—it almost scared him.
"Boss, maybe you should keep running this place. I don’t even feel right taking the money."
"What’s yours is yours. Young Master Lin doesn’t care about petty cash."
"Just one rule: if those three ever try to check in again, don’t let them."
"Got it! Easy enough. Thank you for the generosity, Boss. May fortune and love follow you always!"
Lin Ran patted his shoulder.
"Say that to the viewers, and I’ll give you another 200k."
"Absolutely! I’ll shout it every day—"
Lin Ran left, leaving the owner bewildered in the wind.
"Uncle Fu, scram off to Granny Wang."
"Right away, Young Master!"
Uncle Fu departed. The Lin family trio had already been discarded outside.
Lin Tianba was a picture of despair, as if the world had lost all color, now sulking in the snow like a tragic figure.
Lin Jian, however, had snapped. He seized Liu Yuemei by the throat.
"You bitch! Losing our money to scams was bad enough, but you gambled away 100 million? Do you know how much that could’ve solved? I’ll kill you!"
Liu Yuemei gasped for air, terror gripping her.
With her last shred of dignity ripped away by Lin Ran, she’d expected this outcome.
"Son… if I die… who’ll earn money… for you…?"
Lin Jian hesitated, then slowly released her.
The money was gone, but she was still useful.
His gaze was icy, as if she weren’t his mother—just a tool.
"Fine. You live."
"Now drag Lin Tianba. We’re leaving."
Liu Yuemei panted heavily. "Why bring him?"
Lin Tianba hadn’t spoken a word.
"He’s my prop for sympathy. Doesn’t need to walk or talk—just don’t let him die."
After a long silence, Liu Yuemei spoke.
"There’s… one last place we can go."
She’d resisted mentioning it, not wanting to disturb the man she truly loved—until now.
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.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
