Beneath Iron Gate Pass,
Zhang Shi and Wang Ming each led a mighty army to the pass.
Upon arrival, Wang Ming reined in his horse and turned to Zhang Shi. “General Zhang Shi, are you really certain you won’t enter Iron Gate Pass with me?”
“The garrison commander surrendered to Lord Duke, after all.”
“And the intelligence he handed over was meant for Lord Duke as well.”
“Since we both serve under Lord Duke, shouldn’t we share it?”
Zhang Shi merely cast Wang Ming a cool, indifferent glance, his expression cold and stern.
“Hmph. A gentleman does not eat food offered out of pity.”
“You, Wang Ming, go ahead and enter Iron Gate Pass.”
“As for me, Zhang Shi, I’ll camp outside the city.”
“But…”
“Don’t get too pleased with yourself. Before long, I’ll show you that laughing first doesn’t count. What matters is who gets to laugh last.”
With that, Zhang Shi turned without another word and led his troops off to one side. He set up camp three miles outside Iron Gate Pass. No sooner had he ordered the men to establish camp than he hurried off to make inquiries.
“How did that order of mine turn out?” he demanded.
“Has anyone come to offer their services these past few days?”
“Among those who did, does anyone know what happened to Lu Chaosheng?”
No one answered. Clearly, there had been no good news. Zhang Shi was nearly frantic with impatience when a fine steed came galloping toward them.
Lu Shuang, dressed in a demon-suppression uniform, leaped from the saddle. Her face was alight with delight as she called out to Zhang Shi, “General Zhang Shi, look who I’ve brought you!”
“Who?”
“A clerk.”
“A clerk?”
“That’s right!” Lu Shuang said. “A clerk who worked for Lu Chaosheng!”
After a pause, she continued solemnly, “This clerk saw the notice you posted and came looking for you. As luck would have it, I ran into him on my way back, so I brought him along.”
The excitement on Zhang Shi’s face visibly intensified.
He could barely contain his smile.
He knew it! He knew it!
His plan had worked! It had absolutely worked!
The few lessons he had painstakingly distilled from his experience on the battlefield were truly useful!
He quickly asked, “Where is he?”
“Bring him in at once.”
The man had been following behind Lu Shuang. At her summons, he entered Zhang Shi’s tent. He looked every inch a scholar, though he was no longer young—probably in his mid-thirties. He wore a beard, and his face bore several marks of life’s hardships.
There was a gray, lifeless cast in his eyes as well, making it obvious that things had not been going well for him.
“This humble one greets General Zhang Shi!”
The clerk immediately fell to his knees, his respectful posture tinged with fear. “This humble one happened to see the notice posted by General Zhang Shi. Upon learning that General Zhang Shi was willing to stand up for us common folk, I gathered my courage and came here…”
Before he could finish, Zhang Shi had already helped him to his feet. He asked eagerly, “You’re Lu Chaosheng’s clerk, aren’t you?”
“Yes. This humble one has served as a clerk under General Lu for several years. I know Lord Lu’s circumstances quite well.”
“Then you must know…” Zhang Shi was about to ask directly about Lu Chaosheng’s love affair, but the words died on his lips when he noticed the distrust in the clerk’s eyes.
He immediately changed tack.
“You served under Lu Chaosheng, yet you’ve still been trapped by a love-addled fool. It seems your situation is even worse than I imagined!”
“But when it comes to fighting love-addled fools and helping people escape their troubles, this general’s resolve is utterly unshakable. To put it simply…”
“I and all love-addled fools are sworn enemies!”
“So, if you have any difficulties, tell me about them. This general will certainly help you solve them.”
The clerk was overjoyed. “Thank you, General Zhang Shi.”
“Go on.”
“Well, General Zhang Shi, this is how things stand. I’m thirty-six years old and have never married. My family has been terribly anxious about it, so they’ve tried every possible way to find me a wife. Recently, they finally found a suitable woman. She runs a cosmetics shop and is thirty-three years old. I’m quite pleased with her, and she seems quite pleased with me as well. We were just about to discuss marriage, but…”
“I can’t afford the betrothal gifts!”
At those words, Zhang Shi’s first reaction was disbelief.
He knew that a clerk’s income would not be especially high, but this man was already thirty-six. How could he still be unable to afford the betrothal gifts?
He blurted out, “How much is she asking for?”
“Two hundred and eighty-eight taels of silver.”
“H-How much?” Zhang Shi stared at him in shock. “Why doesn’t she just rob you?”
Zhang Shi knew very little about marriage customs and betrothal gifts—one could even say he knew nothing at all. Still, he had heard enough to know that under normal circumstances, for an ordinary family like this, ten or twenty taels of silver would already be considered quite generous.
But two hundred and eighty-eight taels?
What difference was there between that and robbery?
Oh, there was a difference!
After all, robbery wasn’t nearly as quick…
…

e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

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!

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.”