Ten thousand top-grade immortal spirit stones?
"Sorry, we're closing the bets," Shen Yunfei quickly said after snapping out of his daze.
Are you kidding me?
Ten thousand top-grade immortal spirit stones—if they lost, they'd have to pay out a hundred million!
Even if Shen Yunfei sold himself and Yun Zhilan together, they wouldn’t be able to scrape together that many immortal spirit stones.
Yun Zhilan was also panicking now. If they lost, wouldn’t the family head skin him alive? The Yun family couldn’t cough up that many spirit stones either.
"Oh?"
"Closing so soon?"
"Or is it…?"
The people from the City Lord’s estate smirked at Shen Yunfei and Yun Zhilan but didn’t finish their sentence.
"Ahem, our resources are limited. We can’t afford to pay out too much, so we have to close the bets."
Shen Yunfei’s explanation made sense to the crowd, and some even thought the two had good character—knowing their limits.
If it had just been Shen Yunfei running the bets, not many would have participated. But Yun Zhilan’s involvement had reassured everyone—the Yun family’s reputation was solid.
"I see. Never mind, then."
The City Lord’s people chuckled before turning and leaving.
Watching them go, Shen Yunfei and Yun Zhilan both let out a sigh of relief.
"That was way too intense. I’m never doing this again," Yun Zhilan muttered, still shaken.
"It doesn’t make sense. Every time Chen Chang'an pulls something like this, he makes a killing. But when I try, I nearly crash and burn?" Shen Yunfei fell deep into self-doubt.
"Hmm… Maybe the method isn’t the problem. Maybe it’s the person?"
Yun Zhilan’s soul-crushing question nearly made Shen Yunfei lose his composure. If he weren’t outmatched, he’d have loved to argue this out properly.
"Does the Heavenly Pride Rankings only update after everything’s over?"
Shen Yunfei’s sudden question caught Yun Zhilan off guard. "Why do you ask?" he asked, puzzled.
"I have a feeling Chen Chang'an’s results should already be enough to make the rankings."
"If it updates in real time, we’d be able to see his progress."
Hearing this, Yun Zhilan frowned and instinctively glanced toward the Heavenly Pride Rankings.
"The rankings update in real time. Didn’t you know that? You’ve been in there before," Yun Zhilan asked curiously.
"No? Why?" Shen Yunfei was confused.
"When you enter the Heavenly Pride Tower, you get two choices—update your results when you exit, or update them as you go."
"Most people just stick with updating at the end."
"You’ve been inside—how could you not know this?"
"Uh… I didn’t notice?"
"Now that you mention it… I think there was something like that. But I was too focused on climbing the tower to pay attention."
"So if Chen Chang'an chose real-time updates, the rankings would—"
Before Shen Yunfei could finish, a wave of shocked exclamations erupted near the Heavenly Pride Rankings!
The commotion drew everyone’s attention, including Shen Yunfei and Yun Zhilan. The two exchanged a glance before flying toward the tower without hesitation.
"Holy crap, I didn’t even notice earlier—something felt off."
"Fifteenth floor?! Chen Chang'an’s already reached the fifteenth floor?!"
"He actually chose real-time updates? That’s some insane confidence in his own strength."
"No kidding. Who else could climb that fast in such a short time?"
"Did anyone notice when he first appeared on the rankings?"
"Nope. Didn’t expect the rankings to update so soon—wasn’t paying attention."
"Same here. Who’d have thought he’d pick real-time updates?"
"I only noticed when the fiftieth name changed. Looked closer and saw Chen Chang'an’s name there."
"Holy—!"
"Sixteenth floor?!"
"That’s… way too fast!"
Chen Chang'an’s rapid ascent to the sixteenth floor left everyone stunned. Even Yun Zhilan, who’d mentally prepared himself, couldn’t help but feel his heart pound.
Yun Zhilan noticed Meng Xiaohui’s grim expression as he stared at the rankings. Both of them knew full well they hadn’t cleared the fifteenth and sixteenth floors that quickly.
"Looks like your first place isn’t safe anymore," Yun Zhilan taunted.
"Hmph. Why are you so happy?"
"If I lose first place, you’ll drop to third. And it’s not like you’re the one taking the top spot—what’s there to gloat about?" Meng Xiaohui sneered.
"But the new number one is my friend," Yun Zhilan shot back with a smirk.
"You—!"
"Tch. What’s the big deal? Rushing like this—he won’t have any stamina left."
"I didn’t go that fast because I was conserving strength. He’s burning through everything just to show off—no real benefit." Meng Xiaohui scoffed.
"Oh really?"
"Then explain how he’s already reached the twentieth floor."
What?!
Twentieth floor?!
Yun Zhilan’s words struck Meng Xiaohui like a bolt of lightning. That fast?
Even if he pushed himself, he knew he could never reach the twentieth floor in such a short time.
And Chen Chang'an’s climb showed no signs of slowing—twenty-first, twenty-second, twenty-third…
Within half an hour, he’d already reached the fortieth floor.
By now, the crowd had gone numb, watching the rankings shift in real time.
Zheng Nantian of the Lingyun Sect had just exited the Heavenly Pride Tower when he noticed everyone fixated on the rankings. A smug grin spread across his face.
"Impressed by my results, are they?"
"Hahaha!"
"Wait, Meng Xiaohui and Yun Zhilan are here too?"
"Did they get shocked by my performance?"
Zheng Nantian had been feeling triumphant, but seeing the stunned expressions on Yun Zhilan and Meng Xiaohui’s faces made him pause.
Were his results really that mind-blowing?
"You two look like you’ve seen a ghost. My ranking’s that surprising?" Zheng Nantian walked over and asked.
The looks Yun Zhilan and Meng Xiaohui gave him in response were downright dismissive—as if he’d just spouted nonsense.
Annoyed, Zheng Nantian checked the rankings—and froze.
"No way!"
"How is this possible?!"
"Why am I only fifth?!"
His eyes darted across the list. First place: Meng Xiaohui. Second: Yun Zhilan. Third: Wu Daoxuan of the Wu family. Fourth… Chen Chang'an?
Who the hell was Chen Chang'an? How was he ranked above Zheng Nantian?
"Who is Chen Chang'an?"
"Which one of you is Chen Chang'an?" Zheng Nantian demanded, bewildered.
"Who is he? Remember what you said earlier?"
"What did I say?"
"You suggested letting him try climbing the tower, and now he has."
"The results prove that forty floors... are truly effortless before him."
"Because he's already... surged straight to the forty-fifth floor!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
