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!"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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?"
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...
