[Successfully collected protection fees from fellow junior sect members, leaving them completely baffled. This conforms to villainous behavior. Reward: Villain Points +0.03!]
[Successfully collected protection fees from fellow junior sect members, leaving them completely baffled. This conforms to villainous behavior. Reward: Villain Points +0.07!]
......
Listening to the continuous chime of system prompts, Mo Tianxiao felt a wave of physical and mental satisfaction. Although the Villain Points awarded per person were minuscule, the sheer volume more than made up for it.
If he extorted every single disciple in the sect, he would easily rake in a few hundred Villain Points, wouldn't he?
Better yet, he didn't even have to do the dirty work himself. It was purely passive income.
If he did this once a month—no, once a week—he could earn a few thousand points a month and tens of thousands a year. His power would absolutely skyrocket!
Thank goodness he was the Eldest Senior Brother of the Demonic Sect, and his master was the Sect Master. Otherwise, pulling off such a scheme would be quite difficult.
"Now that I've fleeced the regular sect disciples, it's time to sheer the real prize—my junior sister."
With that thought in mind, Mo Tianxiao set off directly for Nangong Wan's residence.
As fellow personal disciples of the Sect Master, Nangong Wan naturally enjoyed the same privileges as Mo Tianxiao, and their cultivation abodes were located quite close to each other.
Before long, Mo Tianxiao arrived at the entrance of Nangong Wan's abode. "Junior Sister Wan'er, have you gone to rest yet?"
A moment later, a beautiful silhouette appeared in Mo Tianxiao's line of sight. Nangong Wan's fair, delicate face carried a hint of confusion. "Senior Brother? Is there a reason you've come looking for me so late at night?"
"Junior Sister, this is my first time visiting. Aren't you going to invite your senior brother in for a cup of tea?"
Mo Tianxiao wore a frivolous, nonchalant expression. He didn't actually have any real business with Nangong Wan. He merely wanted to tease her a bit and see just how much value he could squeeze out of a Child of Destiny.
"Please come in, Senior Brother."
Not overthinking the matter, Nangong Wan invited Mo Tianxiao into her abode.
Compared to the luxurious decorations of Mo Tianxiao's abode, Nangong Wan's dwelling appeared far more modest. It looked much like an ordinary room, though it was spotlessly clean.
A simple, unadorned bed sat in plain view, meant for her daily rest.
A faint, elegant fragrance lingered in the air, similar to the natural scent that wafted from Nangong Wan herself.
After entering the abode, Mo Tianxiao unabashedly looked around, inspecting the place as if he were patrolling his own territory.
Nangong Wan found his behavior a bit puzzling but didn't dwell on it. She simply poured him a cup of tea and placed it on the table.
"Senior Brother, did you seek out Wan'er for an important matter?"
Hearing this, Mo Tianxiao turned around and leaned in close to Nangong Wan. Staring at her with eyes as deep as the starry night sky, he took a deep breath. "Junior Sister, you smell so wonderful~"
"Could you grant your senior brother a tiny little wish?"
These sudden, forward words caused Nangong Wan to freeze in place. Her mind grew dizzy and a deep blush instantly crawled across her face.
Why would Senior Brother say something so cheesy and intimate?
A man and a woman alone in a room together... Could it be that Senior Brother wants to...
Nangong Wan's mind was completely scrambled. Should she agree to his request?
Senior Brother had helped her so much in the past. If she rejected him now, wouldn't that be a bit ungrateful?
Gazing at Mo Tianxiao's handsome, elegant face and those seemingly affectionate eyes, Nangong Wan realized she didn't feel much resistance in her heart.
As his junior sister, she really ought to listen to whatever her senior brother says, right...?
"O-okay."
[Caused the Destined Heroine to feel deeply embarrassed. This conforms to villainous behavior. Reward: Villain Points +200!]
The sudden system prompt made the corners of Mo Tianxiao's mouth curl into an uncontrollable smirk. As expected of a Child of Destiny—just a casual bit of teasing was enough to instantly net him two hundred points.
"Huh? What did you say, Junior Sister?"
Mo Tianxiao's attention had been entirely absorbed by the system prompt, so he hadn't caught Nangong Wan's mosquito-like whisper.
"I said okay. Whatever wish you have, Senior Brother, as long as it's within my power, I will definitely fulfill it!"
Nangong Wan's eyes were filled with determination. She had already made up her mind; Senior Brother had helped her so much that no matter what he desired, she would make it happen—even if it was exactly what she was imagining.
If it was her senior brother, she wouldn't necessarily mind.
"I haven't even told you what my wish is yet, and you've already agreed?"
Mo Tianxiao looked at the blushing Nangong Wan in sheer astonishment, finding it somewhat hard to believe.
If he remembered correctly, wasn't his junior sister supposed to have a cold and aloof persona?
Did getting her revenge really change her personality this drastically?
"As long as it can help you, Senior Brother, I am willing to do anything." Nangong Wan's tone was unwavering.
Ever since she was young, her parents had taught her to repay kindness with gratitude. Her senior brother had helped her, so it was only natural and right that she should help him in return.
"Even that kind of thing is okay?"
Mo Tianxiao slowly leaned in closer. Reaching out, he gently pinched Nangong Wan's soft, squishy cheek, staring deeply into her eyes as he asked the question.
"If it's you, Senior Brother... then, y-yes."
Nangong Wan tightly clutched the hem of her clothes with both hands. She tilted her head up slightly and squeezed her eyes shut, waiting with bated breath for what was about to happen next.
Looking at Nangong Wan's plump, rosy lips, Mo Tianxiao swallowed hard. His junior sister truly had an unexpectedly appealing contrast to her usual self.
"Since you're so willing, Junior Sister, could you give my shoulders a massage? They've been feeling a bit stiff lately."
"Eh?"
Nangong Wan opened her eyes, only to find her senior brother sitting perfectly straight in a chair. He wore a tranquil, indifferent expression, as if he had entirely skipped the whole process and directly entered the sage mode.
"A... a shoulder massage?"
"Senior Brother, your wish was just a shoulder massage?"
Nangong Wan thought she had misheard him. He came looking for her in the middle of the night just to ask for a massage?
"Is that not okay? Junior Sister, you were the one who said you'd grant any wish. Don't tell me you're backing out now?"
"Of course not. It's just a shoulder massage, after all. You've done so much for me, Senior Brother; something this small is nowhere near enough to repay your kindness."
With a faint trace of hidden resentment in her eyes, Nangong Wan walked up behind Mo Tianxiao. She rested her slender, fair jade-like hands on his shoulders and began to gently knead them.
[Caused the Destined Heroine to feel resentful. This conforms to villainous behavior. Reward: Villain Points +200!]
"Is the pressure okay, Senior Brother?"
"Not bad at all. A little more force would be even better, though."
Mo Tianxiao closed his eyes in pure enjoyment, feeling wonderfully smug on the inside. His junior sister truly was a treasure trove of points. He would definitely have to visit her more often.
Whether or not he could successfully survive the Great Emperor's Mystic Realm two years from now would completely depend on his junior sister's contributions.
"Senior Brother, if it's just a wish like this, you can come looking for me anytime," Nangong Wan said softly.
"Is that really okay? Won't it interfere with your cultivation?"
Mo Tianxiao hadn't expected Nangong Wan to say such a thing. If he could come over every single day, wouldn't that mean he could farm an endless amount of points from her?
"It's fine. Taking a little time out of each day won't affect my cultivation."
Compared to her senior brother's immense kindness, this tiny bit of repayment was simply insignificant.
Besides, back when she was driven by revenge, she had spent nearly every day cultivating bitterly and had never taken the time to truly understand her senior brother.
Now that her great vengeance had been fulfilled, she would be spending a very long time with her senior brother. Who knows, they might even become Dao Companions in the future. Therefore, taking this time to understand each other was incredibly important.
Cultivation relied on four essential pillars: Wealth, Companions, Methods, and Land. Not a single one could be lacking.
Here in the Netherworld Demonic Sect, as the personal disciple of the Sect Master, she practically had no shortage of Wealth, Methods, or Land. The only thing she lacked was a Dao Companion.
In Nangong Wan's heart, if she were to choose a Dao Companion, then her senior brother, Mo Tianxiao, was naturally the prime candidate.
"Since you insist, Junior Sister, I'll be troubling you from now on."
Since Nangong Wan didn't mind his company, he would come over every day. He certainly wasn't going to stand on ceremony.
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."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
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.”
