It must be said, the idea Qi Shiyuan came up with in the heat of the moment was truly compelling.
Chen Chang'an would not be confined to the Liuyun Domain—that was a foregone conclusion. As for how high he would rise in the future, no one could say for sure.
It was highly likely that Chen Chang'an would become one of the top powerhouses in the Primordial Immortal Domain.
In fact, the odds were overwhelmingly in his favor—as long as he didn’t meet an untimely end, it was practically guaranteed.
A promise from a top-tier Immortal Emperor was worth its weight in gold.
Tempting!
At this moment, everyone was already feeling the pull of temptation.
No one could guarantee that their own faction would remain prosperous forever. If a crisis of annihilation were to arise in the future, this promise would be a lifeline—a chance to rise again.
"Good, this is an excellent wager."
"Chen Chang'an, do you agree?"
Agree?
Was that even a question? Chen Chang'an had been waiting for these people to nod—why would he refuse?
Even if he lost, so what? It was just a promise. If the demands were too unreasonable, he could always just renege.
After all, integrity wasn’t exactly his strong suit.
"I agree."
"Good. Then, if we lose, what do we owe you?"
"If you lose, it’s simple. Right now, I’m only at the fifth level of the Golden Immortal Realm, so I need a massive amount of cultivation resources."
"How about this—you pool together enough resources to support my cultivation all the way to… the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm."
"What do you think?"
Resources to reach the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm? That didn’t seem like too much, did it?
To these people, the resources needed to reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm were negligible. If he’d asked for the Immortal King or Immortal Emperor Realm, they might have hesitated.
But the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm? A trifle.
"That’s it?"
"I thought you were going to demand something exorbitant."
"We can easily spare these resources."
"What do the rest of you think?"
"I’m fine with it. Compared to a promise, this is nothing."
"Hahaha, I like this wager. No matter how you look at it, we’re not at a disadvantage."
"By the way, how exactly are we betting?"
"What counts as a win or a loss?"
They took the bait!
These people had finally taken the bait!
Thankfully, there was a mole helping out—otherwise, it would’ve been tough to fool these old foxes. Every last one of them was shrewd as hell.
"How about we use the Heavenly Pride Rankings as the basis for the wager?"
"I’m about to enter the Heavenly Pride Tower. If I take first place, I win."
"If I don’t take first place, you win."
"How’s that?"
The moment these words were spoken, everyone frowned.
"Bullshit!"
"You’re basically guaranteed to win! I’m not doing it!"
"Me neither!"
"Are you seriously unaware of your own combat power?"
"A million in combat power—you taking first place would be the least surprising thing ever!"
"No matter how badly we want your promise, we’re not stupid enough to bet when we know we’ll lose! Do you think we’re idiots?"
Rejected!
Flat-out rejected, without a moment’s hesitation.
As expected!
They were getting harder and harder to fool.
The higher one’s cultivation, the clearer their mind—the less prone they were to impulsiveness.
These old-timers were all seasoned veterans who wouldn’t act without guaranteed gains.
What now?
Chen Chang'an felt a headache coming on. Were the resources he’d nearly secured about to slip through his fingers?
No!
Absolutely not!
Chen Chang'an glanced at the Heavenly Pride Rankings. The person in first place was Ye Beixuan, a peerless prodigy from the Ye Clan, one of the Nine Great Immortal Families.
This person had cleared all ninety-nine floors in just three hours—an astonishing speed.
"Is this Ye Beixuan really that impressive?"
Chen Chang'an’s sudden question left everyone stunned. Was Ye Beixuan impressive? Was that even a question?
The perennial holder of the top spot on the Heavenly Pride Rankings—how could he not be impressive?
He was the undisputed number one among the younger generation in the Primordial Immortal Domain, a monstrous talent with terrifying combat power, the idol of countless cultivators.
"Why do you ask?"
"Ye Beixuan’s prowess is beyond question."
"He reached the Immortal King Realm at just five thousand years old and attained the peak of Immortal King by ten thousand."
"Now… he’s probably not even twenty thousand years old, though his exact cultivation level is unknown."
"But given his freakish talent, even if he hasn’t broken through to the Immortal Emperor Realm, he’s at least a half-step Immortal Emperor."
"You have to understand—for ordinary people, reaching the peak of the Immortal King Realm takes millions of years, if they ever get there at all."
"Ye Beixuan did it in five thousand."
"Such terrifying speed is unmatched."
"He’s also universally acknowledged as the future leader of the Nine Great Immortal Families."
Even the people of the Liuyun Domain couldn’t help but admire Ye Beixuan. A figure like this was no ordinary existence.
They had lived and cultivated for so long, yet they remained stuck at the Immortal Emperor Realm, with no one able to break past the third level—as if some curse prevented anyone in the Liuyun Domain from surpassing it.
But as they pondered this, their gazes suddenly shifted to Chen Chang'an. Before, there had been no such exceptions—but now, it seemed there was one.
The only thing was, the disparity between Chen Chang'an’s cultivation level and his combat power was absurd.
A fifth-level Golden Immortal with combat power rivaling an Immortal Emperor—who would believe such a thing if they heard it?
If this hadn’t happened in the Liuyun Domain, even they wouldn’t have believed it.
"If someone as formidable as him took three hours to clear ninety-nine floors…"
"Then let’s bet on whether I can clear all ninety-nine floors in under one hour."
"What do you say?"
Clear ninety-nine floors in under an hour?
Was… that even possible?
At Chen Chang'an’s words, everyone frowned, momentarily unsure how to respond.
"When Ye Beixuan cleared the ninety-nine floors in three hours, what was his cultivation and combat power at the time?"
"If I remember correctly, Ye Beixuan was at the peak of the Immortal King Realm when he challenged the tower. But when he tested his combat power, he had just broken through to Immortal King, so… it’s unclear."
"Given his monstrous talent, his combat power at the peak of Immortal King would definitely rival that of an ordinary Immortal Emperor—probably in the millions."
"If that’s the case, then Chen Chang'an clearing ninety-nine floors in one hour… seems unlikely, doesn’t it?"
"Right. With similar combat power, even Ye Beixuan took three hours. No matter how outrageous Chen Chang'an is, he can’t possibly do it in one. I’d say clearing it in two hours would already be incredible."
"So, do we take the bet?"
"I’m in. I don’t believe he can clear it in one hour."
"What about the rest of you?"
"I don’t think he can do it either."
"Old Qi, why are you laughing?"
"Nothing, nothing! I’m just happy thinking about Chen Chang'an losing!"
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."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
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.”
