Chomp, chomp.
Inside the dumpling shop, Fang Que quietly ate her dumplings.
Meanwhile, Ye Wangchuan was analyzing Su Fugui.
So far, he had only confirmed that the other party was a Child of Destiny, with a fierce and irritable personality, unwilling to back down.
As for intelligence… on one hand, he was clever enough to avoid provoking Ye Wangchuan; on the other hand, he had foolishly blurted out his name, identity, and even the existence of his system.
Moreover, Su Fugui had shouted "System, allocate points!" and immediately ascended to the early stage of the first level of cultivation.
Therefore, Ye Wangchuan concluded that Su Fugui must be a recently transmigrated Child of Destiny.
Then, Ye Wangchuan turned his gaze to the waiter nearby.
He was already dead.
No matter how frail Su Fugui appeared, he was still at the early stage of the first level of cultivation.
And he had targeted the waiter’s head, a vital spot.
For an ordinary mortal like the waiter, death was instantaneous.
Ye Wangchuan shook his head, feeling a bit regretful.
The waiter had been quite polite to him, and he had rather liked the guy.
He had originally thought about giving him a small tip, but now…
That chance was gone.
Just then.
“Huh? Waiter! What’s going on in the shop?”
A burly man walked in, his brow furrowing as he saw the waiter’s corpse.
Beside him, Ye Wangchuan was momentarily stunned.
He naturally recognized the owner of the dumpling shop.
His name was Ye Menghu, a descendant of the twenty-sixth adopted son of Ye Wangchuan’s grandfather.
The fact that this dumpling shop was located in the city center and had such exquisite decor spoke volumes about the owner’s status.
Given Ye Menghu’s wealth, he could easily have turned this dumpling shop into a luxurious restaurant.
However, Ye Menghu preferred a more down-to-earth atmosphere, deliberately keeping the shop in its current humble state.
But none of that mattered now. What mattered was…
“Who! Who dares kill an employee of my dumpling shop! Do they not have any respect for the Ye Family? I’ll tear them to pieces!”
Ye Menghu roared in fury.
It was unclear whether he was angry over the waiter’s death or the perceived slight to his authority, but he certainly looked menacing.
*Smack—*
Hearing this, Ye Wangchuan helplessly slapped his forehead.
Damn it! Just as I thought!
Ye Menghu was an early-stage minor villain, the kind who exists solely to give Su Fugui a big power boost.
Ye Wangchuan sighed.
If it were just him and Ye Bai being villains, it could be dismissed as a coincidence.
But with Ye Menghu added to the mix…
It was clear.
In this world, anyone with the surname Ye was a villain!!!
The once prestigious First Family of Chang’an had now become a gathering place for evildoers.
At this moment, Ye Wangchuan’s movement caught Ye Menghu’s attention.
Ye Menghu’s face lit up with a smile as he spoke.
“Wangchuan, what are you doing here?”
“I’m here to take my master out for dumplings.”
Ye Wangchuan explained.
Ye Menghu nodded, then quickly put on a serious expression and asked,
“Got it. By the way, Wangchuan, did you see who killed my employee? The Ye Family absolutely cannot let this slide!”
“I didn’t see clearly.”
Ye Wangchuan feigned ignorance.
He didn’t want Ye Menghu to go and gift Su Fugui a bunch of experience points.
“Tsk!”
Ye Menghu clicked his tongue, planning to ask the gossip-loving aunties nearby for information.
He didn’t suspect for a moment that Ye Wangchuan might be lying to him.
At this point, Ye Wangchuan spoke up again.
“Don’t bother asking around. Just take the waiter and go revive him.”
“Ah, right.”
Ye Menghu nodded, calling over a servant to carry the waiter’s body, preparing to take him for revival.
In this world, resurrection techniques existed.
And there were many varieties.
For example, if someone in a family died within seven days before the Heaven Rank opened, their body could be preserved.
Once the Heaven Rank opened, the body could be thrown onto the Heaven Rank, and they would be instantly resurrected!
One of the Ye Family’s elders was a medical cultivator.
As long as the corpse wasn’t missing more than half of its body, she could bring them back to life.
Of course, resurrection techniques also had their limitations.
The higher the cultivation level of the deceased, the greater the cost of resurrection.
The lower the integrity of the corpse, the greater the cost of resurrection.
These two limitations applied to almost all resurrection techniques.
The reason for reviving the waiter was simple.
If word got out that even a servant or slave of the Ye Family could be revived after death, the family’s reputation would skyrocket.
The servants and slaves, knowing how well the Ye Family treated them, would work even harder.
And what would the Ye Family have to pay for this?
Almost nothing!
Reviving a mortal who had died less than an hour ago was a trivial matter for the medical elder.
After Ye Menghu left.
Ye Wangchuan took out the Ye Family token.
This time, instead of tapping it twice, he tapped it four times.
After the fourth tap, the white character “Ye” on the token turned gray.
“Hey, where did that beggar who caused trouble at the entrance of Ye Menghu’s dumpling shop go? You should know his location.”
“Young Master Ye Wangchuan, he headed to the commercial street and is walking toward a clothing store. He might be planning to buy some new clothes.”
A hoarse voice responded.
Ye Wangchuan nodded and deactivated the token.
This was a fantasy world, so there were no surveillance cameras.
Instead, the Ye Family had planted informants throughout the city, hidden in the shadows, observing everything.
Ye Wangchuan had just been speaking to the central hub of these informants.
At the same time, Fang Que finished her last dumpling.
“Master Fang Que, I noticed your robe looks a bit plain. How about we go check out the clothing store?”
“Hmm? Sure.”
Fang Que nodded without hesitation.
She knew that Ye Wangchuan was just using this as an excuse to go to the clothing store.
After all, he had activated the token’s speaker mode earlier, making no effort to hide the conversation.
……
“The system gives me a thousand gold coins a day… let’s see… that’s equivalent to a hundred million on Earth!!!”
“Holy crap! This system is insane! A hundred million a day!”
“And for every hundred gold coins I spend, I get a strengthening point!”
“Not only do I have money, but spending it also makes me stronger! This is pure bliss!”
On the commercial street, Su Fugui muttered to himself as he studied the system.
The system’s functions were simple and straightforward, but incredibly powerful!
Soon, Su Fugui arrived in front of a clothing store.
According to his original body’s memories, a woman from the caravan had bought her clothes here.
That woman had often looked down on Su Fugui.
“Hmph, it’s just some clothes.”
Su Fugui sneered, glancing at the thousand gold coins in his system inventory.
He stepped forward, ready to enter the store.
Inside the store, the tall, heavily made-up shopkeeper was busy introducing clothes to other customers.
Suddenly, she noticed Su Fugui about to enter and immediately scolded him.
“Hey! Hey hey hey! Beggars aren’t allowed in here to beg! These clothes are worth more than your life! If you dirty them, you can’t afford to pay for it!”
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."
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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.”
