“Oh, you think I can’t afford these clothes?”
Su Fugui sneered in response to the shopkeeper’s mockery.
In his system space, he had a full thousand gold coins.
A single gold coin alone was equivalent to 100,000 dollars on Earth!
Enough to shock this clueless shopkeeper senseless!
With that thought, Su Fugui ignored the shopkeeper’s taunts and strode into the shop.
The first thing he did was casually grab the white gown displayed at the entrance.
He then used the gown to wipe his hands and face.
The pristine white gown was soon stained with dirt.
Su Fugui couldn’t help but inwardly complain about how long it had been since his predecessor had bathed.
The shopkeeper screamed as she saw the gown being ruined.
“Ahhh! What are you doing! That gown is made of rare silk! It’s worth nine hundred silver coins! Can you even afford it?”
“Hah, a mere nine hundred silver coins? Let me show you what real—”
Before Su Fugui could finish his sentence.
“Su Fugui??”
A beautiful young woman with a decent figure pointed at Su Fugui from inside the shop.
Her eyes first showed surprise, but then turned to disgust as she took in his appearance.
At that moment, a tall and handsome man approached and asked,
“Babe, do you know this beggar?”
“Of course, he’s that broke guy Su Fugui I told you about, the one from the caravan.”
The young woman chuckled.
“Oh, so it’s that toad who thought he could eat swan meat! Hahaha!”
The tall man immediately joined in the mockery.
Su Fugui looked over, feeling a surge of anger rise within him.
He naturally knew who this woman was.
Mu Li, his predecessor’s ex-girlfriend!
This story went back to his predecessor’s memories of heading to Chang’an.
At the time, Su Fugui’s predecessor had encountered a caravan heading to Chang’an.
The wilderness was fraught with danger, filled with all kinds of beasts.
To avoid being killed by the beasts, Su Fugui begged the caravan to take him to Chang’an.
But why would the caravan take on a burden for free?
In desperation, Su Fugui offered a rare jade bracelet to join the caravan.
And in the caravan, he met Mu Li.
Mu Li was the daughter of a merchant. Her family wasn’t wealthy, but they could afford to live stably in the outer ring of Chang’an.
Initially, Mu Li thought Su Fugui was rich since he could produce a rare jade bracelet, so she dated him for a while.
But later, Mu Li found out that the bracelet was something Su Fugui had been born with. He was actually penniless, owning nothing but the bracelet, which disgusted her.
Mu Li immediately broke up with Su Fugui and even insulted him.
Given his predecessor’s personality, Su Fugui swallowed his anger and didn’t bother Mu Li again.
Who would have thought they’d cross paths again now?
The moment Su Fugui saw Mu Li, an inexplicable rage surged within him.
He knew it was the lingering resentment from his predecessor’s death.
“Oh, who do we have here? It’s the gold-digger herself. You barely broke up with me before jumping into another man’s arms, tsk tsk.”
Su Fugui clicked his tongue and glanced at Mu Li’s stomach, shaking his head.
“Probably dirtier than me.”
“Su Fugui! Are you asking for trouble?”
Mu Li was instantly triggered by Su Fugui’s actions.
Though, to be fair, Su Fugui wasn’t entirely wrong.
Mu Li turned to the tall man beside her, clinging to his arm and whining,
“Baby, he’s bullying me~ boo hoo~”
“Don’t cry, sweetheart. I’ll get revenge for you!”
The tall man tenderly ruffled Mu Li’s hair and stepped forward to confront Su Fugui.
Mu Li immediately looked smug.
“Su Fugui, do you know who my boyfriend is? He’s Tang Mo, from the Tang Family!”
“As a family of Chang’an, their wealth is beyond what a pauper like you could ever imagine!”
Su Fugui chuckled and replied, “Oh, so it’s the Tang Clan. Does your family have anyone who knows that… uh, entanglement thing?”
Though Tang Mo didn’t understand what Su Fugui meant by “entanglement thing,” the mocking tone was clear.
He immediately looked down on Su Fugui and taunted,
“A beggar in Chang’an? Let me tell you, every piece of clothing here costs anywhere from tens to thousands of silver coins. Can you even afford it?”
“What if I can?”
“If you can, I’ll kneel and call you dad! But if you can’t, I’ll rip your filthy mouth apart and break both your arms!”
Tang Mo spoke with confidence, not taking Su Fugui seriously at all.
The terms of the bet were also heavily skewed in his favor.
This exchange successfully drew the attention of some passersby who came to watch the spectacle.
But Su Fugui just sneered.
With his thousand gold coins, buying clothes was nothing.
He could even buy the entire shop without breaking a sweat!
Unfair? Hilarious, he couldn’t possibly lose!
“Haha! So you think this rag is something precious?!”
Su Fugui said.
In the next moment, he grabbed a red cheongsam from the entrance and threw it on the ground, rubbing his dirty feet on it.
“Just wiping my feet.”
This scene left Tang Mo and Mu Li stunned.
The shopkeeper, who had been trying not to interrupt Tang Mo earlier, couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Ahhh! That’s the Phoenix Cheongsam! Handcrafted by a master, worth eighteen hundred silver coins! How dare you, you filthy beggar!”
The shopkeeper, her eyes red with rage, lunged at Su Fugui to tear him apart.
But in the next second.
Clink!
Su Fugui reached into his pocket and casually tossed eight gold coins onto the ground.
The golden coins rolled across the floor, making a crisp sound.
“Pick them up, mutt.”
Su Fugui coldly ordered the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper froze for a moment.
Then, instead of getting angry at the insult, she immediately dropped to the ground like a dog and started picking up the coins.
After picking up one, she held it up and felt the pure spiritual energy flowing within.
“It’s real! These are real gold coins!!!”
The shopkeeper was utterly shocked!
This tiny thing in her hand was worth more than what an ordinary person could earn in a year!
And yet, this man had casually thrown out eight of them!
“Ha, haha, hahaha!”
The shopkeeper laughed maniacally as she crawled on the ground, meticulously searching for the coins.
Meanwhile, Tang Mo and Mu Li stood there, dumbfounded.
Wait, you’re actually rich?
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
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.”
