Qi Shiyuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter, and when everyone noticed, he panicked and quickly made up an excuse.
Others might not know, but Qi Shiyuan was well aware—Qin Shengtian of the Holy Yuan Immortal Dynasty was a genuine Immortal Emperor at the third-tier realm. Yet, in front of Chen Chang’an, he didn’t even get a chance to fight back.
With Chen Chang’an’s combat prowess, clearing the Heavenly Pride Tower would be as easy as child’s play.
One hour?
Qi Shiyuan suspected Chen Chang’an would need no more than half an hour.
Even though he lost this bet, he had already won—dragging so many people down with him. As for him… his resources had long been plundered clean by Chen Chang’an, so what did he have to fear?
"Old Qi, you’re being a bit too obvious," someone teased.
"How can you start gloating already?"
"Even if he’s about to lose, we shouldn’t look too happy, right?"
"Exactly, we should stay calm and composed."
"Chen Chang’an, you’re truly a freak of nature—perhaps even more so than Ye Beixuan—but you’re still a bit too arrogant."
"Still, don’t worry. We’ll honor our word. If you lose, we won’t ask for much—just one promise each. We won’t take advantage of you."
Watching their smug faces, Chen Chang’an merely smiled faintly and said, "Gentlemen, I’ll head into the Heavenly Pride Tower now."
"We’ll see each other soon."
"Don’t be in too much of a hurry—I’ll be back before you know it."
Hearing this, the Ancestor of Wuji Hall chuckled. "Don’t be too fast, though. After all, a man shouldn’t finish too quickly. But, putting the bet aside…"
"If you can clear all ninety-nine floors within two hours, you’ll bring great honor to our Flowing Cloud Domain."
"So, I genuinely hope you achieve an outstanding result."
"Right, the bet is one thing, but this is another matter entirely."
Chen Chang’an nodded with a smile. If not for their somewhat encouraging words, he might have planned to bankrupt them all.
"Gentlemen, await good news."
As Chen Chang’an stepped into the Heavenly Pride Tower, Qi Shiyuan and the others couldn’t help but feel a little nervous.
"It’s begun."
"What do you think will happen if the top spot on the Heavenly Pride Rankings changes?"
"Isn’t it obvious? Everyone will immediately start investigating who Chen Chang’an is."
"And I suspect he’ll face two scenarios."
"Indeed. One—recruitment from the supreme factions. The other—targeted attacks from certain individuals."
"Those supreme factions have held their dominant positions for far too long. They’d never tolerate someone rising above them."
"Unless… he becomes one of them, or reaches a level they can’t afford to provoke."
"Do you think Chen Chang’an will accept their offers?"
Would he?
The group fell into contemplation. Only Qi Shiyuan turned to Da Huang and the other two, asking, "From what you know, what choice will Chen Chang’an make?"
"Him?"
"No idea what he’ll do."
"I just know he won’t take a losing deal."
"But I think you should warn them."
"My big brother will probably appear on the Heavenly Pride Rankings very soon."
Hearing Da Huang’s words, Qi Shiyuan froze. He knew Chen Chang’an was strong, but this was ridiculous!
How long had it been? Could he have already cleared eighty floors?
Qi Shiyuan instinctively glanced at the rankings and sighed in relief when he saw no change.
"You’re just trying to scare me."
"Brother Chen might be strong, but—"
Before Qi Shiyuan could finish, his lips twitched, and he swallowed his words.
Fiftieth place?
Damn it!
He’s already fiftieth?
He cleared eighty floors that fast?
Did he just fly up there?
"Ch-Ch-Ch—"
"Old Qi, what’s wrong? Chen what? Chen Chang’an? Didn’t he just enter the tower? Is he out already?"
"What are you looking at, Old Qi?"
"Did the rankings change again?"
"Holy shit!"
"Chen Chang’an? He’s on the list?"
At first, the others were puzzled by Qi Shiyuan’s horrified expression. But when they noticed the change in the rankings, they all looked just as stunned.
How long had it been?
They’d only been chatting for about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, and he’d already cleared eighty floors?
Even for a freak, shouldn’t there be limits?
Meanwhile, people in the other nine Heavenly Pride Cities also noticed the change in the rankings.
"Look! Someone’s updating their ranking in real-time!"
"That’s insanely fast!"
"How do you know it’s real-time? How fast?"
"How fast? A moment ago, he was fiftieth after clearing the eightieth floor. Now look."
"Huh?"
"Twenty-fifth place, eighty-ninth floor?"
"Damn, are you sure you just saw this?"
"Yeah, I literally just noticed. This speed is unreal!"
"Who the hell is this Chen Chang’an?"
"Ninetieth floor! Holy shit, he’s at ninety!"
"Another monstrous genius? Chen Chang’an? Has anyone heard of him before?"
"Never. Not a single rumor."
"This is too insane. Is he aiming for the top spot?"
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible. He’s rushing too fast—must be using some trick. He won’t even make the top ten."
"Are you listening to yourself?"
"He’s already fifteenth."
"And… he’s cleared the ninety-eighth floor."
"What? Ninety-eight already?"
While everyone was in an uproar, Chen Chang’an’s ascent never slowed.
Half an hour—at most half an hour—and he had already cleared ninety-eight floors, ranking fifteenth.
Of course, his time was record-breaking, but those above him had all cleared the ninety-ninth floor.
His rank wouldn’t change unless he conquered the final floor and claimed the top spot.
"We lost!"
"Damn it! No matter how we calculated, we still lost!"
"How is Chen Chang’an this monstrous? Is this why he chose reincarnation?"
"Watching this makes me want to reincarnate too. Maybe I’d come back just as freakish?"
"Give it up. Chen Chang’an is Chen Chang’an. He was already a monster in his past life—we can’t compare."
"With this, the Ancient Immortal Domain might truly face a storm."
As the crowd buzzed with shock, Chen Chang’an arrived at the ninety-ninth floor.
Admittedly, the Heavenly Pride Tower in Flowing Cloud Domain was no joke. If this were the Profound Heaven Domain, even Yun Zhilan and Meng Xiaohui probably wouldn’t make it past the fortieth floor.
However, on the ninety-ninth floor, Chen Chang'an encountered the last person he ever wanted to see.
"Chen Tian!"
"You bastard, you were waiting for me here, weren't you?"
"Fine, fine, fine!"
"Today, I'm going to beat the hell out of you!"

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."

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

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.”