On the way here, Chen Chang'an had imagined a hundred possible scenarios he might face, but he never expected it to turn out like this.
Is this really the Qi Family?
Are you sure this isn’t some grand restaurant?
"You guys… switched careers to business?"
"Qi Family Grand Restaurant?" Chen Chang'an glanced at the bewildered Qi Fang beside him.
"I… I don’t know either." Qi Fang was starting to question his own existence. He even wondered if he had come to the wrong place.
"What are you all doing?" Qi Fang asked the crowd in confusion.
"No idea. The Ancestor’s orders."
The Ancestor’s orders?
What on earth is the Ancestor thinking?
Could it be… a strategy to catch them off guard—courtesy before hostility?
"Ahem!"
"Let’s just go see the Ancestor first," Qi Fang said awkwardly, glancing at Chen Chang'an.
"Fine."
"I’d like to see what he’s up to myself."
Chen Chang'an’s nosy instincts kicked in again. He couldn’t make sense of the Ancestor of the Qi Family’s actions.
Had the events of the past driven him mad?
Under Qi Fang’s lead, Chen Chang'an soon arrived at the courtyard where the Ancestor resided.
Before even stepping inside, Chen Chang'an sensed fluctuations of spiritual energy—dishes and wine that bore a striking resemblance to the delicacies of the Xuantian Domain’s Heaven’s Proud Tower.
Is this… an invitation to dine?
Weird.
Too weird!
"Ancestor, I’ve brought the honored guest."
The Ancestor of the Qi Family ignored Qi Fang, instead smiling warmly at Chen Chang'an.
"Brother Chen, after all these years apart, we finally meet again."
"Please, have a seat."
"I’ve prepared this meal for you. I hope it’s to your liking."
To his liking?
This feast was leagues better than what he’d eaten at the Heaven’s Proud Tower—several tiers higher, in fact. Disliking it was out of the question.
But Chen Chang'an couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.
Was this a case of "an eye for an eye"? Was he planning to drug him too?
The Ancestor waved his hand, signaling Qi Fang to leave, then smirked at Chen Chang'an. "What? Afraid to eat?"
"Worried I poisoned it?"
The Ancestor was clearly teasing Chen Chang'an about the past incident where he’d been drugged. But damn it, Chen Chang'an felt a little aggrieved—it wasn’t even him who had done it!
"There’s nothing in this world I fear."
Chen Chang'an shrugged and took a seat. Even if the food was drugged, his body wouldn’t react. What was there to worry about?
"Big bro, there’s no seat for me."
"And me! Don’t forget me!"
Da Huang and Yi Tuo looked around and realized no spots had been prepared for them. They weren’t happy.
What’s the meaning of this?
Species discrimination now?
"And these are…?"
The Ancestor had noticed them the moment Chen Chang'an arrived. Though he found them odd, he hadn’t paid them much mind.
"Da Huang, my mount."
"Yep, that’s me. And this is Yi Tuo, my mount."
"Right, I’m Yi Tuo. Uh… I don’t have a mount."
The Ancestor gave Chen Chang'an a strange look. What kind of entourage was this? A dog as a mount was one thing, but a mount with its own mount?
"Fine. Guests are guests."
The Ancestor sighed but waved his hand, conjuring two more chairs.
"That’s more like it."
"You’re pretty considerate, kid. Not bad."
The Ancestor didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at Da Huang’s praise. Should he thank him?
"Da Huang, can you move your damn ass? You’re sitting on me!"
Huh?
Who said that?
The sudden voice startled the Ancestor. He hadn’t sensed anyone else here. Who was this?
Looking under Da Huang’s rear, he saw nothing—except for a dog chain.
The dog chain can talk now?!
A talking dog? A talking turtle? The Ancestor wouldn’t have batted an eye. But a talking dog chain? What the hell?
"Shut up. You don’t get a say," Da Huang snapped.
"No! I want to eat too!"
Under the Ancestor’s stunned gaze, the dog chain transformed into a human—a child no older than eight or nine.
Seeing Little Earthworm take human form left not just the Ancestor but even Chen Chang'an and the others speechless. It really could shapeshift?!
Da Huang shot Little Earthworm an envious glare before his eyes gleamed with a new idea.
"And this is…?" the Ancestor asked curiously.
"He’s—"
"Ahem! This is my godfather, so naturally, I’m his godson," Little Earthworm cut in before Chen Chang'an could explain.
Godson?
Making your godson act as a dog chain?
That’s just absurd.
But remembering Chen Chang'an’s past antics, the Ancestor found it oddly fitting. This was exactly the kind of thing he’d do.
"Ah, might as well add another chair."
The Ancestor chuckled wryly and conjured yet another seat. He’d expected only Chen Chang'an, but now there was a dog, a turtle, and even a godson.
Once seated, the Ancestor looked at Chen Chang'an and asked, "I heard you reincarnated?"
"Does that mean you’re no match for me now?"
He knew about the reincarnation? Or did all his old enemies know?
"Whether I am or not, why not test it out?"
"I don’t think I’m any weaker," Chen Chang'an replied with a confident grin.
"Hahaha!"
"That’s the Chen Chang'an I remember—always brimming with confidence."
"Come, let’s eat first."
Chen Chang'an still couldn’t figure out the Ancestor’s intentions, but he wasn’t about to pass up a good meal.
After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Chen Chang'an was thoroughly satisfied, yet his curiosity remained. What was the Ancestor plotting?
"Brother Chen… thank you."
Huh?
What now?
Thank you?
Seeing the Ancestor’s sincere gaze, Chen Chang'an was baffled.
Drunk already?
No way. They’d barely started.
"I truly mean it."
"If not for you, I’d never have discovered another joy in life."
"If not for you, I might never have… broken through to the Immortal Emperor realm."
Oh?
A breakthrough?
He leveled up just from losing his virginity? Damn, that’s some good luck!
"At first, I was furious. But later, I realized your good intentions."
"You did all this… for my sake, didn’t you?"
"By the time I wanted to thank you, I heard you’d reincarnated."
"But thankfully, you’re back now," the Ancestor said gratefully.
Damn.
A blessing in disguise?
"Ah, no need to thank me. It was the least I could do."
"Brother Chen, have you regained your past memories?"
"No."
"Then how…?"
"I know my own character. If it wasn’t for your benefit, I’d never stoop to such shameless acts."
"Brother Chen, you really went through so much for me."
"Hey, no need for formalities. We’re brothers. Even if misunderstood, I don’t mind."
"Brother Chen…"
"My good brother!"
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
