"You already saw everything, and now you're even touching her?"
Xuan Wudao never expected Chen Chang'an to have such a scandalous past.
This was Changsun Xixue we were talking about—just a lustful glance from someone would be enough to get them killed, yet Chen Chang'an had actually touched her.
Probably only because he was Chen Chang'an. Anyone else would’ve been reduced to a pile of bones long ago.
Admiration, envy, even a hint of jealousy—these emotions filled Xuan Wudao to the brim.
"Da Huang, keep going, give me the details," Xuan Wudao asked eagerly.
"Didn’t you say you were going home?"
"Get lost already, why are you so nosy?" Chen Chang'an snapped irritably.
"Ah, no rush. Let’s hear the story first."
How could he leave without finishing such an amusing tale?
Gu Xian'er stood nearby, her face slightly flushed. Who would’ve thought that Chen Chang'an, who always seemed so proper, had such a romantic escapade?
Though a little embarrassed, she was equally curious—what exactly had happened, and what had he touched?
"Da Huang, you’d better shut up," Chen Chang'an said sternly.
"Why? You already did it, why can’t I talk about it?" Da Huang shot Chen Chang'an a disdainful look.
To be fair, it had all been a coincidence, a complete accident.
Back then, Chen Chang'an and Da Huang were roughhousing when Da Huang got carried away and swatted Chen Chang'an, sending him flying.
As luck would have it, Changsun Xixue—then just a girl under twenty—had just finished hunting a demon beast and was covered in blood. She’d found a small stream to wash up.
With a splash, Chen Chang'an plummeted from the sky and landed right in front of her.
When someone falls into water, their instinct is to flail around, grabbing at anything to steady themselves.
And wouldn’t you know it, Chen Chang'an flailed—and actually grabbed something.
When he finally steadied himself, he saw Changsun Xixue standing before him, her face crimson, her gaze icy.
He looked down. Well, damn. The spot he’d grabbed was… a little too sensitive.
Chen Chang'an tried to explain, but Changsun Xixue wasn’t having it.
For three whole months, she hunted him relentlessly, until Chen Chang'an finally vanished without a trace.
But even after all these years, Changsun Xixue never gave up on finding him.
What Chen Chang'an couldn’t figure out was why the story had morphed from "she wants to kill him" to "she wants to marry him."
Had the rumors twisted over time?
The story itself wasn’t particularly thrilling, but when it involved Chen Chang'an and Changsun Xixue, it became far more entertaining.
Xuan Wudao stared at Chen Chang'an with a look that said, You absolute pervert.
"Why are you looking at me like that? It was an accident, just an accident," Chen Chang'an said helplessly.
"Save it. I don’t buy it."
"Five thousand years ago, Changsun Xixue’s cultivation was weak, but yours wasn’t?"
"You couldn’t control your fall? And you just happened to land right in front of her?"
"Even if you did, with your skills, you could’ve stabilized yourself easily."
"Did you really need to grab something to steady yourself?"
"Admit it, you did it on purpose."
Xuan Wudao scoffed. This guy had the audacity to play innocent after taking advantage? Who did he think he was fooling?
"What if I had no cultivation at all five thousand years ago?"
No cultivation five thousand years ago?
Yeah, right.
"Chen Chang'an, do you take me for an idiot?"
"You’ve lived for ten thousand years. If you had no cultivation five thousand years ago, how’d you survive? Are you telling me you’re naturally immortal?"
At that, Chen Chang'an nodded repeatedly. Fine, fine, I admit it. Just stop ruining my reputation.
Seeing him nod, Xuan Wudao sneered. "If I believe that, I’m the biggest fool in the world."
"Nobody’s born immortal."
"You just saw how beautiful Changsun Xixue was and took your chance."
Chen Chang'an hadn’t expected Xuan Wudao to dismiss the truth so easily.
"Da Huang, stop laughing like an idiot and back me up here."
Da Huang was thoroughly enjoying this. Why would it help explain? This was way too entertaining.
"You can save your explanations for when you meet Changsun Xixue again."
"I’m leaving now. Don’t worry—as your friend, I won’t send word to Changsun Xixue that you’re in Langya."
"Absolutely not!"
After Xuan Wudao left, Chen Chang'an sighed. It seemed he’d better wrap things up in Langya quickly.
Knowing Xuan Wudao, he’d definitely send someone to tip off Changsun Xixue. After all, he wouldn’t forget the humiliation of three thousand years of begging anytime soon.
"Let’s go."
"Yes, Young Master."
Chen Chang'an, Gu Xian'er, and Da Huang set off to investigate families or sects in Yunchuan that had existed for over five hundred years.
Meanwhile, Chen Yunxuan had begun his journey to the Northern Region alone.
Northern Region, Blood Shadow Sect
"Halt! State your business!"
Chen Yunxuan glanced at the gatekeeper and replied calmly, "I heard your sect leader has reached the peak of the Divine Ability Realm’s first stage."
"I’ve come to test my skills against him."
The Blood Shadow Sect disciples paled.
This kid was only sixteen! And he dared challenge their sect leader?
"You’ve got some nerve. Do you even know where you are?"
"You know our leader is a Divine Ability Realm expert, yet you’re here to throw your life away?"
"Some brat who still smells of milk—you must have a death wish!"
As they moved to attack, Chen Yunxuan shook his head. "You’re no match for me. Don’t waste your energy."
No match? What a joke!
"Let’s see what you’re made of!"
One disciple lunged at him.
Chen Yunxuan flicked his wrist, sending the man flying.
"So strong!"
"How… how is a sixteen-year-old this powerful?"
"No matter how strong he is, he can’t beat our leader!"
"Right, don’t let him intimidate you!"
"Everyone, attack together! There’s no way we can’t take down one brat!"
"Charge!"
They rushed him. Chen Yunxuan sighed and unleashed his full strength. In an instant, over a dozen Blood Shadow Sect disciples lay sprawled on the ground.
"Who dares cause trouble at my Blood Shadow Sect?!"
A furious roar echoed as a crimson figure descended from the distance.
It was the Blood Shadow Sect leader himself.
When he saw Chen Yunxuan, he paused.
Such a young face… and such unfamiliar energy.
"Who are you?" The Blood Shadow Sect leader frowned and asked.
"Chen Yunxuan of the Chen Family. I've come to seek your guidance!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
