Inside the clothing shop.
Stunned!
Shocked!
Terrified!
Petrified!
After witnessing Su Fugui casually throwing around money,
whether it was Tang Mo and Mu Li, or the passersby who had gathered to watch,
everyone's jaws dropped so wide they could fit a fist inside.
Tang Mo never expected that the other party could actually produce money—
and so much of it!
Didn’t that mean… he would have to kneel and call him "Dad" in public?
Meanwhile, Mu Li was overcome with deep regret.
Why!
Why!
Why was Su Fugui so rich!
And even if he was rich, why had he deceived her into thinking he was poor?
Was it to test whether she truly loved him for who he was?
If she were still Su Fugui’s girlfriend, wouldn’t all that money be hers now?
Regret!
Endless regret flooded Mu Li’s heart!
Su Fugui was quite satisfied with their reactions.
He cast a disdainful glance at Tang Mo and taunted,
"What did someone say earlier? Something about kneeling and calling me 'Dad' if I could afford these clothes?"
"Hmph! It’s just a mere eight gold coins. Is that all you’ve got?"
Tang Mo gritted his teeth and tore a corner of his robe, carefully retrieving ten gold coins from it.
These ten gold coins were emergency funds given to him by the Tang family. They were not to be used unless absolutely necessary!
But Tang Mo couldn’t care less anymore!
Was his dignity worth less than ten gold coins?!!
Tang Mo flashed a triumphant smile and said to the shopkeeper, who was on the ground picking up the coins,
"I’ll give you ten gold coins! You’re not to sell those clothes to that filthy beggar!"
The shopkeeper’s eyes lit up immediately. "Yes, yes, yes!"
The onlookers shook their heads in resignation.
Looks like the beggar is out of luck~
He couldn’t possibly have more money, could he?
As expected, a great family is still a great family.
Even if the Tang family is at the bottom of the hierarchy, their wealth is still beyond the reach of ordinary people…
Clink!
At that moment, Su Fugui casually tossed out twelve more gold coins!
"Stupid dog, who gave you permission to look up? Keep picking them up."
Su Fugui spoke coldly.
His words caused—
Stunned!
Shocked!
Terrified!
Petrified!
Whether it was the onlookers or Tang Mo and Mu Li, everyone was once again utterly shocked!
Who… who exactly is he?
Could he be a young master from a powerful family who enjoys playing the fool?
Tang Mo’s mind was so overwhelmed that he began to speculate wildly.
Meanwhile, Mu Li was filled with even more regret!
Judging by Su Fugui’s casual attitude of throwing out twenty gold coins,
it seemed the family behind him might not be weaker than the Tang family!
She had traded a watermelon for a sesame seed!
Regret! Endless regret!
Seeing this, the shopkeeper’s face lit up with even more joy as she continued to pick up the coins from the ground.
A few of the onlookers couldn’t resist and tried to snatch the coins,
but after the shopkeeper unleashed her first-level cultivation aura, no one dared to touch the money.
Tang Mo nervously swallowed and quietly put the ten gold coins back into his pocket.
Then he rubbed his hands together, forced a stiff smile, and cautiously asked,
"May I ask, sir, what is your family name?"
Tang Mo wanted to confirm which family’s prodigy he had offended.
"Hmph, trying to suck up to me now is useless! You’re calling me 'Dad' today, no matter what!"
"As for my family name, listen carefully."
"I’m Su Fugui, and I don’t change my name whether I’m sitting or standing!"
Su Fugui confidently boasted.
The next second.
"Su? Which family is that?"
"Uh, I don’t know."
"Must be a hidden family, or maybe a family from Yanjing City?"
The crowd murmured among themselves.
After all, the Ye family’s annihilation of the Su family had happened thousands of years ago.
The event was so ancient that ordinary people naturally wouldn’t know about the Su family.
Even Ye Wangchuan of the Ye family only learned about the Su family when Ye Zhentian bragged about his achievements.
"Huh?"
Hearing the crowd’s conversation, Su Fugui couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
What’s going on?
Based on his experience reading transmigration novels on Earth,
the surname "Su" should be a prestigious one, whether in male-oriented or female-oriented novels.
It should be on the same level as surnames like Ye, Lin, Qin, and Xiao.
Why is the Su surname less well-known here than Tang?
But none of that mattered! He had transmigrated, not entered a novel! It’s normal for things to differ from Earth’s stories!
Su Fugui ignored this trivial matter and coldly said to Tang Mo,
"Still not kneeling?"
"You…! I don’t know what family the Su family is, but are you really willing to provoke the Tang family? Maybe we can cooperate…"
Tang Mo stubbornly replied.
With so many people watching, he was still unwilling to kneel.
"Cooperate my ass! Kneel, now!"
Su Fugui suddenly dashed in front of Tang Mo and raised his hand.
The next second.
Slap!
A crisp sound of a slap rang out.
Tang Mo’s head jerked to the side, and he fell to the ground.
When he looked up, there was a bright red handprint on his face.
Tang Mo felt the searing, almost numb pain on his face and tried to speak,
but as soon as he opened his mouth, several broken teeth fell out.
"Kneel!"
Su Fugui looked down at Tang Mo with an icy, commanding tone.
Tang Mo’s entire body trembled.
Partly from the pain, but mostly from fear!
Tang Mo was 1.9 meters tall, with a solid, muscular build.
Yet even he had been sent sprawling and lost half his teeth from a single slap by the skinny beggar.
What did that mean?
It meant the other party’s cultivation was at least at the first level!
And if Su Fugui hadn’t held back, he could have killed Tang Mo with that slap!
Tang Mo trembled uncontrollably and instinctively looked at Mu Li, saying,
"Darling… I…"
"Oh, Tang Mo, don’t talk to me. I don’t want Su Fugui to misunderstand."
Mu Li’s words struck Tang Mo like a bolt of lightning.
Tang Mo wanted to curse at Mu Li,
but seeing Su Fugui’s raised hand again…
Crack!
"Da… Dad!" Tang Mo knelt on the ground and weakly said.
"Can’t hear you! Louder!" Su Fugui demanded.
"Dad—!" Tang Mo said through gritted teeth.
"I said louder!" Su Fugui still wasn’t satisfied.
"Dad!!!!!!" This time, Tang Mo practically roared it out.
The loud "Dad" echoed clearly for all the onlookers to hear.
Only then did Su Fugui nod in satisfaction.
"Now scram."
As soon as Su Fugui spoke, Tang Mo scrambled out of the shop on all fours.
The onlookers burst into laughter.
Tang Mo bit his lip, his eyes filled with resentment.
Su Fugui! Su Fugui!
I’ll make you pay! You’re done for!
With these bitter thoughts, Tang Mo disappeared into the distance.
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.”
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."
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
