[Establishing the perfect Eldest Senior Brother image, cultivating deathsworn, gaining sect disciples' recognition +1, aligns with villainous behavior, Villain Points +2!]
[Establishing the perfect Eldest Senior Brother image, cultivating deathsworn, gaining sect disciples' recognition +4, aligns with villainous behavior, Villain Points +9!]
[Selling pills to fellow disciples and earning ten times the profit, treating sect disciples like leeks to be harvested, aligns with villainous behavior, Villain Points +3!]
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Listening to the continuous notification sounds echoing in his mind all morning, Mo Tianxiao's mouth curled into an involuntary smile.
Although he could mute the system notifications, he chose not to. Instead, he treated them like heavenly music, humming a tune in high spirits.
He had not expected this method to actually work. The Villain Points he had spent recently were all earned back in just one morning, and the number was still climbing.
He estimated that he would continue to receive a substantial amount of Villain Points every month from now on.
"I really have to thank my junior brothers and sisters for their hard work."
"Senior Brother Mo! I am here!"
Li Yu's voice rang out from outside the cave dwelling, his tone thick with excitement.
"Come in."
Mo Tianxiao waved his hand, opening the barrier at the entrance.
In the next instant, Li Yu rushed in, completely unable to hide the thrill on his face.
"Senior Brother! Twenty million! We sold nearly twenty million Spirit Stones worth of pills in a single day!"
With trembling hands, he placed several fully loaded spatial rings in front of Mo Tianxiao.
"Senior Brother, this is almost catching up to the Alchemy Hall's monthly sales!"
Since the day he was born, Li Yu had never seen so many Spirit Stones, not even in his wildest dreams. Tens of millions of Spirit Stones in a single day—wasn't this faster than robbing?
Robbing carried risks, but selling pills was practically effortless.
"Calm down, this is just our junior brothers and sisters doing us a favor."
Mo Tianxiao took the spatial rings, sighing with emotion. Alchemy was truly wonderful. By mastering it, one at least never had to worry about a lack of funds.
Truth be told, developing the Cultivation Pill had cost him a great deal of mental energy. He had failed no less than a thousand times before finally perfecting the formula.
"Take these two million. From now on, I am leaving the pill sales to you. You can take a ten percent cut of the Spirit Stones we earn for your own use."
Mo Tianxiao generously transferred two million Spirit Stones to Li Yu.
Working for him naturally came with plenty of benefits.
"Senior Brother, this is too much. I haven't even finished using the Spirit Stones you gave me last time."
Li Yu swallowed hard, forcing down the greed in his heart as he pushed the spatial ring back. "Senior Brother, I haven't really done much to help. Any random disciple could do this little task for you. I would feel guilty taking this much."
Although the two million Spirit Stones were highly tempting, he knew his place well. He was merely an errand boy for his Senior Brother. Truthfully, he felt somewhat embarrassed receiving such massive rewards every time.
"Enough, just take it when I tell you to. I will need you to handle many things in the future. I am not giving you these Spirit Stones to hoard; use them well to raise your cultivation base.
You need to understand your current status. Within the sect, you act as my representative. With only a Golden Core cultivation, how are you supposed to follow me and achieve great things in the future?"
Mo Tianxiao scolded Li Yu briefly. He genuinely felt that this underling was highly capable and wanted to properly nurture him, knowing Li Yu could likely solve many problems for him down the line.
"I understand, Senior Brother! I will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"
With a resolute gaze, Li Yu accepted the two million Spirit Stones. He never expected to be valued so highly by anyone in his life; the Eldest Senior Brother was the first person to treat him this well.
From this day forward, he swore to cultivate diligently, striving to become his Senior Brother's right-hand man in the future!
"Alright, go rest for now. Come back here in a month to pick up the next batch of Cultivation Pills."
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
Li Yu cupped his fists and turned to leave.
After Li Yu left, Mo Tianxiao returned to the alchemy room, locking himself inside to furiously concoct more pills.
He and Nangong Wan had a total of two stalks of Dragon Blood Ginseng. Each batch required a fingernail-sized piece, so he estimated they only had enough to last the next few months.
He needed to quickly research which heavenly materials and earthly treasures could replicate the effects of the Dragon Blood Ginseng to further improve the Cultivation Pill.
At the same time, he needed to build an assembly line apparatus for producing the pills. Relying solely on himself to concoct them was simply too exhausting.
Alternatively, he could hand the production method over to the elders of the Alchemy Hall, letting them assist with the concocting while giving them a share of the profits.
This was a matter worth considering. He would find time later to discuss it with the First Elder of the Alchemy Hall.
Meanwhile, in the Elder's Hall.
The First Elder looked at the gathered elders and chuckled, "I thought Tianxiao was going to set some harsh conditions, but I never expected he just wanted to earn some pocket money on the side."
"This is not as simple as pocket money. Disciples from my Alchemy Hall also went today. They said that the Cultivation Pill Tianxiao developed can increase a cultivator's training speed by up to thirty percent, and more importantly, it has no pill toxins.
I truly never imagined that Tianxiao possessed such talent in alchemy.
It's just that he doesn't seem to understand the market price of pills. A pill with such effects should sell for at least twenty to thirty thousand each."
The Alchemy Hall Elder shook his head, feeling somewhat regretful for Mo Tianxiao, who clearly could have made much more money.
"What do you know? Do you think everyone is like your Alchemy Hall, selling things at such exorbitant prices? Tianxiao is being considerate of the sect's disciples. Do you think it's easy for them to earn money?"
Another elder immediately retorted.
Hearing this, the Alchemy Hall Elder instantly grew displeased. "How is it expensive? It's been this price for years, and my Alchemy Hall already offers a massive discount to our own disciples."
"If my Alchemy Hall took our pills outside to sell, we could make far more money. Do you not realize that an alchemist's most valuable asset is their technique? Do you understand technique?"
"Alright, alright, there is no need to argue over such matters."
The First Elder spoke up to stop the two elders' bickering.
"It is a good thing that Tianxiao considers the disciples. A sect is only truly strong when its cohesion is strong. Seeing Tianxiao act like this puts my mind at ease."
"Indeed, Tianxiao is the heir appointed by the Sect Master himself. He will definitely be able to carry the banner of our Demonic Sect!"
The Second Elder chimed in repeatedly, his tone filled with approval for Mo Tianxiao.
"Is that so? Old Second, I remember when the Sect Master passed our Demonic Sect's Great Emperor inheritance to Tianxiao, you were the very first to object, weren't you?"
On the other side, a slightly aged elder looked at the Second Elder with a teasing expression.
Hearing this, the Second Elder's expression froze. Recalling how he had nearly wet himself in fear from the Sect Master's sword strike back when he opposed the decision, his old face could not help but turn slightly red.
"You talk too much! Has it been too long since I last sparred with you?"
"Hahahaha..."
The numerous elders could not help but laugh out loud. Fortunately, the Second Elder had taken the lead back then, allowing them to dodge a bullet. Otherwise, if they had recklessly contradicted the Sect Master like hotheads, they might have been the ones wetting themselves in fear.
"Alright, back to business. I called you all here today because we received a letter from the Yaochi Heavenly Palace. They stated that in three years, they will send their younger generation to our Demonic Sect for a sparring exchange.
What are your thoughts on this matter?"
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.”
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)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
