Chen Chang'an had just finished his cultivation session when Shen Yunfei came to confront him with accusations.
Seeing the banner in Shen Yunfei's hand and the long list of names, Chen Chang'an smiled and said, "I used them."
"I was worried that the resources these people gave you might be problematic, so I tested them for you first."
"Hmm, not bad. These people are fairly honest—none of the resources they sent had any issues."
"I left some for you. Look at how stingy you're being."
With that, Chen Chang'an tossed a spatial ring to Shen Yunfei. After all, among these people, Shen Yunfei had received the most investments, so leaving him nothing would have been unreasonable.
Shen Yunfei inspected the resources inside the spatial ring and nodded in satisfaction.
"Wait a minute!"
"Is this all you're giving me?"
"How much did you take for yourself?"
"Chen Chang'an, can you at least act like a decent person?" Shen Yunfei said angrily.
"Fine. Then first, return everything you've eaten, drunk, and borrowed from me all this time, and I'll give you back the resources."
Chen Chang'an's words immediately shut Shen Yunfei up. Return them? With what?
How many resources would it take to fill the hole left by those 100,000 top-grade immortal spirit stones?
"Look, I was just joking with you. Why so serious?"
"You're too rigid—no sense of humor at all," Shen Yunfei said with a forced laugh.
"That kid Yun Zhilan—still hasn't come out yet?"
"Counting the time, it's been over a year, right?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Yeah, about a year and three months. At this rate... Yun Zhilan might actually be aiming for first place this time," Shen Yunfei mused.
"Difficult."
"Meng Xiaohui also entered the Heavenly Pride Tower after you. His strength surpasses Yun Zhilan's."
Meng Xiaohui?
Hearing this, Shen Yunfei was stunned. Since Meng Xiaohui had appeared only after they entered the Heavenly Pride Tower, he hadn't known about this.
"So, does that mean first place still belongs to Meng Xiaohui?" Shen Yunfei said helplessly.
"Not necessarily."
"Don't forget—I haven't participated yet," Chen Chang'an said with a faint smile.
"I thought you weren’t planning to."
Chen Chang'an's absence from the Heavenly Pride Tower had led Shen Yunfei to assume he had no interest in the rankings.
But now, it seemed he did intend to enter.
"When are you going?" Shen Yunfei asked curiously.
"Hmm... whenever I feel like it."
"Alright, I’ll go with you then. I’m really curious to see what kind of results you’ll achieve."
"By the way, there’s something else I’ve been wondering about. Can you clear it up for me?"
Seeing Shen Yunfei’s inquisitive gaze, Chen Chang'an was puzzled. What could he be curious about?
"Go ahead."
"Da Huang... does he always sit like that when cultivating?"
"Back straight, sitting more rigidly than I do?"
"Is his body structure even built for that?"
When Shen Yunfei returned and saw Da Huang in the middle of cultivation, he was baffled. A dog sitting that properly—was it really necessary?
"Personal preference. Why do you care so much?"
"Let them keep cultivating. They’ll probably take a while longer."
"Aren’t you joining them?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Nah, no rush. Breakthroughs in cultivation don’t happen overnight."
"You think everyone’s as freakish as you?"
"From True Immortal Realm First Layer to True Immortal Realm Peak in just a year?"
"I’ve never seen anything like it," Shen Yunfei sighed.
"Fine. Since there’s nothing else, let’s head to the Heavenly Pride Tower."
"Sure."
Just as Chen Chang'an and Shen Yunfei were about to leave for the Heavenly Pride Tower, the tower itself was in an uproar.
The Heavenly Pride Rankings had updated—and this time, two names appeared simultaneously.
First place and second place!
"First Place: Meng Xiaohui, Cleared Floors: 50, Time Taken: 1 year, 3 months, 5 days."
"Second Place: Yun Zhilan, Cleared Floors: 49, Time Taken: 1 year, 3 months, 6 days."
The update sent waves of excitement through the crowd. One had cleared 50 floors, the other 49—both had achieved unprecedented results.
Especially Meng Xiaohui, who had broken through the 50th floor, earning the right to compete in a higher-tier Heavenly Pride Ranking!
For the first time in the history of the Profound Heaven Domain’s Heavenly Pride Rankings, someone had attained this qualification!
Though Yun Zhilan hadn’t reached the 50th floor, his strength was nothing to scoff at. After all, he still had time to push further.
"Meng Xiaohui actually did it!"
"Yeah, looks like the Meng family is about to produce a true prodigy who’ll soar to greatness."
"From now on, the Meng family’s position in the Profound Heaven Domain will be unshakable."
"But Yun Zhilan isn’t far behind. Given time, he might not be that much weaker than Meng Xiaohui."
"A single step is still a gap. At their level, catching up isn’t easy. He’s a monster, but Meng Xiaohui is one too!"
"Ah, I envy their talent."
"Envy is pointless. Some are born to stand above the rest, while the rest of us are destined for mediocrity."
As the crowd buzzed with discussion, Meng Xiaohui and Yun Zhilan emerged from the Heavenly Pride Tower at the same time.
Their eyes met—Yun Zhilan looked surprised, while Meng Xiaohui wore a confident smirk.
"With me here, you’ll never take first place," Meng Xiaohui declared.
"I’m only 23,000 years old—younger than you. Don’t celebrate too soon," Yun Zhilan shot back without backing down.
"Hmph."
"You’ll be stuck in the Profound Heaven Domain, while I’ll soon leave to compete in a higher-tier Heavenly Pride Ranking."
"You’ll never catch up to me." With a cold snort, Meng Xiaohui turned and walked away.
Meng Xiaohui was already over 28,000 years old. In a little over a thousand years, he’d turn 30,000—losing his eligibility for the rankings.
Yun Zhilan wasn’t bothered by his words. He still had over 6,000 years left. Surpassing Meng Xiaohui was only a matter of time.
"Brother Yun, congratulations on securing second place in the rankings."
Just then, Chen Chang'an and Shen Yunfei approached.
Seeing them, Yun Zhilan smiled. "No need to tease me. I was so confident about taking first place, but now..."
He laughed at himself, but no one mocked him for coming in second. His strength had already proven he was capable of claiming the top spot.
After all, Yun Zhilan had surpassed Meng Xiaohui’s achievements at the same age—a fact no one could ignore.
"By the way, take these."
"They’re all yours."
Chen Chang'an tossed Yun Zhilan a spatial ring, leaving him puzzled.
When he saw what was inside, his eyes widened in shock. "Brother Chen, what’s the meaning of this?"
"Pulled in some investments for you. Been holding onto them this whole time."
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhilan was utterly shocked. Never had he imagined that Chen Chang'an would still be willing to help him.
"Brother Chen, you... you're truly kind!"

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.”

or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?

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.