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!"
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.”
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.
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."
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
