Chen Chang'an?
The Meng Family was utterly shocked. They never expected Chen Chang'an to show up at their doorstep on his own.
What was even more terrifying was that no one had sensed his arrival—not even the Meng Family's Ancestor, whose face was now frozen in disbelief.
Chen Chang'an had appeared out of thin air. Completely, undeniably, out of nowhere.
Ignoring their stunned expressions, Chen Chang'an casually walked over and took a seat.
"I heard you all want me dead?" he said, cutting straight to the point.
Huh?
He knew, and yet he still came?
"Chen Chang'an, don’t think that just because we can’t touch you within the boundaries of Apex City, you can act with such arrogance," the Meng Family Ancestor said coldly.
"Are you brave enough to step outside the city with us?"
"Outside the city?" Chen Chang'an smirked. "Why not here? I think this place is quite suitable."
"Hmph! Are you afraid?"
"You should know that within Apex City, we can’t take action against anyone on the Apex Rankings. If not for that, would you dare come here seeking death?" the Ancestor sneered.
"Oh? Can’t take action, you say?"
"Not necessarily."
With a cold laugh, Chen Chang'an reached out, and Meng Xiaohui’s body flew uncontrollably into his grasp.
The Meng Family’s expressions twisted in horror. Meng Xiaohui was their family’s greatest hope!
"Chen Chang'an, what are you doing?!"
"You’d better think carefully. Even if the City Lord’s Manor has chosen to invest in you, breaking the rules will cost you their protection!"
"Release Xiaohui!" the Meng Family roared in fury.
Rules?
What rules?
Chen Chang'an glanced at Meng Xiaohui, whose eyes burned with helpless rage, and chuckled.
"Do you know what rules are?"
"Rules mean that the strong make the truth."
"You don’t dare break them because you’re not strong enough."
"But I’m different."
"I dare."
Before anyone could react, Chen Chang'an clenched his fist—and in front of the horrified Meng Family, Meng Xiaohui exploded into a mist of blood.
"Xiaohui!!"
"Chen Chang’an!!"
"You reckless bastard!"
"Kill him!"
The Meng Family never imagined Chen Chang'an would be so brazen as to strike within Apex City itself. But since he had broken the rules first, they no longer had any reason to hold back.
"Did you sense that?"
"Yeah, it’s coming from the Meng Family’s direction."
"A fight? Who’s bold enough to challenge the Meng Family?"
"In Apex City, aside from the City Lord’s Manor, who else would dare—"
"Chen Chang'an?"
"Does Chen Chang'an have a grudge against the Meng Family?"
"Not sure."
"But wait—Chen Chang'an is ranked first on the Apex Rankings. The Meng Family wouldn’t dare move against him here. Maybe it’s not him?"
Though the commotion wasn’t earth-shattering, everyone in Apex City was far from ordinary. They could sense the disturbance clearly.
No one knew who was fighting the Meng Family, but soon, silence returned to their estate.
"Well?"
Chen Chang'an looked at the Meng Family Ancestor with a faint smile. "Is this the outcome you wanted?"
"You… just who are you?"
Again with this question. Couldn’t they come up with something new?
"Does it matter who I am?"
"Never mind, I don’t have time for this."
Chen Chang'an had spared the Ancestor’s life for one reason—to search for fragments of the Law. But the old man was clearly untrustworthy. Rather than waste words, it was easier to just extract the memories directly.
"W-what are you doing?!"
The Ancestor’s heart pounded as he met Chen Chang'an’s gaze, a terrible premonition gripping him.
"I need answers. Asking you is too tedious. A soul search will do."
A soul search?!
For the Ancestor, that was worse than death.
"Ask me anything! I’ll tell you everything!"
"Don’t search my soul—please!"
Against Chen Chang'an, the Ancestor stood no chance. Their earlier clash had been brief, but Chen Chang'an had crushed them effortlessly.
The Ancestor knew he was doomed, but he wanted to die with dignity. After all, he was once the strongest in the Profound Heaven Domain.
"You’re willing to talk? Too bad I’m not interested."
"Enough nonsense."
Chen Chang'an restrained the Ancestor and performed the soul search—only to be disappointed.
The Meng Family… had no Law fragments?
How could the rulers of the Profound Heaven Domain not possess even one?
This was completely unexpected. Unless… Chen Tian had arranged it this way?
"If there’s nothing here, then I have no reason to stay."
After reducing the Ancestor to a drooling husk, Chen Chang'an ended him with a single strike.
When he returned to Apex Tower, he found Lu Xiaoyun waiting.
"Killed them all?" Lu Xiaoyun asked bluntly.
"Obviously. It’s not like they were going to invite me to dinner."
"With their strongest gone, the Meng Family won’t last long. Their enemies will wipe them out soon enough."
"You’re leaving, aren’t you?"
Chen Chang'an nodded. With no Law fragments here, there was no point staying.
"In that case, is there anything you’d like me to handle before you go?"
Chen Chang'an gave him a strange look. Wasn’t the City Lord’s Manor supposed to remain neutral? What could he possibly ask them to do?
"If I tell you, will you do it?"
"No."
"But I can have someone else do it."
"Let me guess—you want the Huan Hua Immortal Sect looked after, right?"
"And that old acquaintance of yours, Shen Yunfei—he needs protection too, doesn’t he?"
"What else?"
"Yun Qingluan’s parents?"
"Anything beyond that?"
Chen Chang'an sighed. This bastard’s intelligence network was too thorough. He clearly knew every connection Chen Chang'an had in the Profound Heaven Domain.
If he already knew, why bother asking?
Trying to earn favor?
"Actually, yes. One more thing."
"Since the City Lord’s Manor is investing in me, how about some more resources? The more, the better."
Lu Xiaoyun’s eye twitched.
"You used up all those resources already?!"
"You’re even more wasteful than I thought!"
"I… I don’t have much left, but I’ll give you what I can."
"Once you make a name for yourself in Flowing Clouds Domain, resources will come pouring in."
"When are you leaving?"
His tone practically begged Chen Chang'an to leave immediately.
"No rush. The others are still cultivating."
"How about preparing another feast for me?"
"Hey, it doesn't have to be fancy—I'm not picky. Don't walk away!"

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.”

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."

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!