Chen Chang'an inspected the spatial ring handed over by Ye Beixuan. To his surprise, it contained quite a lot of items—even more than what his brother-in-law Mu Yunhai had given him.
"Hmm!"
"You're a good man."
"Worth befriending."
"Better than him." Chen Chang'an nodded approvingly at Ye Beixuan.
Huh?
What does that mean?
Mu Yunhai, standing nearby, was stunned. Bro, can’t you tell who’s family here?
We’re blood relatives—he’s just some random guy.
"Brother-in-law, I’m your brother-in-law."
"You should be taking my side."
"Can you say something else for once? I know you’re my brother-in-law."
"Am I going to run away or disappear? Do you have to remind me every damn sentence?" Chen Chang'an snapped irritably.
"And you—what the hell are you snickering about?"
"What’s so funny?"
Chen Chang'an shot a glare at Da Huang. The bastard had been hiding in the corner, snickering ever since Mu Yunhai called him "brother-in-law." Chen Chang'an had ignored it at first, but the dog just wouldn’t stop laughing.
"Huh?"
"What’s wrong with me laughing?"
"I told you before—your master was raising you as a future son-in-law. You didn’t believe me."
"Now you see, don’t you?"
"But seriously, when did you two get together?"
"How come I didn’t know about this?" Da Huang looked at Chen Chang'an, puzzled.
"Go to hell!"
Chen Chang'an kicked Da Huang, sending him flying.
"Little worm, Yi Tuo."
"Come find me—we’re hitting the brothel."
Da Huang’s voice echoed in the sky as his figure vanished, followed closely by Little Worm and Yi Tuo.
"Brother-in-law… your dog visits brothels?" Mu Yunhai gaped at Chen Chang'an in shock.
The others also looked at Chen Chang'an with strange expressions. If a pet frequented brothels, surely the owner had something to do with it, right?
"No way! Isn’t Chen Chang'an the son-in-law of the Mu family? He visits brothels?"
"That’s… not very proper. Quite unbecoming, really."
"Do the Mu family know? Would they allow this?"
"Well… hard to say, hard to say."
Hearing the murmurs, Chen Chang'an sighed helplessly. He knew Da Huang had done this on purpose.
On one hand, the dog genuinely wanted to visit a brothel—after thirty years in seclusion, it was practically bursting with pent-up energy.
On the other hand, this was pure revenge for that kick.
"My apologies for the spectacle, everyone."
"This dog of mine fell into bad company in his youth and picked up some… unsavory habits."
"Now, I can only guide him—I won’t restrict his freedom too much."
"After all… even dogs need love, don’t they?"
Chen Chang'an smiled amiably.
"Right, right!"
"You’re absolutely correct, Young Master Chen."
"Indeed, Young Master Chen’s character is beyond reproach—he treats even his pets with such kindness."
"It’s the dog’s bad influences, nothing to do with Young Master Chen."
"Exactly! We all trust Young Master Chen’s integrity."
Satisfied with their responses, Chen Chang'an nodded and withdrew his friendly smile.
"Brother Chen, shall we… begin?" Ye Beixuan asked eagerly.
"Sure."
"But… this place isn’t ideal."
"Let’s take it up there."
Chen Chang'an pointed toward the void. At their level, sparring in the open skies was far more convenient—no need to hold back.
"Agreed."
Ye Beixuan nodded, then vanished in a flash, soaring into the void.
"Brother-in-law, can we come watch?" Mu Yunhai asked excitedly.
"Stay put."
"No telling how this will go."
"Could be over very quickly."
Before he even finished speaking, Chen Chang'an disappeared.
"Over quickly?"
"My brother-in-law’s stamina… isn’t great, huh?"
"Better find him a miracle doctor." Mu Yunhai stroked his chin, already plotting ways to improve Chen Chang'an’s health.
In the void, Chen Chang'an and Ye Beixuan stood facing each other. Ye Beixuan’s expression was tense, even nervous.
"No need for that."
"It’ll be quick."
Quick?
What does that mean?
Before Ye Beixuan could react—before he could even see Chen Chang'an move—an overwhelming force sent him flying.
At that moment, Ye Beixuan finally understood what Chen Chang'an meant by "quick."
Fast.
Unbelievably fast.
He hadn’t even had a chance to resist. No chance to fight back. Just… defeated.
"Do you feel the gap now?"
Ye Beixuan had barely steadied himself when Chen Chang'an appeared beside him.
"Thank you for holding back."
"If you had gone all out…"
"Would I still be alive?" Ye Beixuan asked.
He couldn’t shake the suspicion that Chen Chang'an wasn’t just stronger—he could have killed him instantly.
Ye Beixuan had trained relentlessly for years, reaching the half-step Immortal Emperor realm.
With his strength, fighting above his level was no challenge. He could defeat opponents below the third level of Immortal Emperor.
Even against a fifth-level Immortal Emperor, he could hold his own.
Yet Chen Chang'an, at only the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm, could obliterate him in an instant?
The gap was… incomprehensible.
The so-called "Number One Prodigy of the Ancient Immortal Domain" was nothing before Chen Chang'an.
"Don’t sell yourself short. You’re strong. Your talent is exceptional."
"Staying at the top among your peers proves that much."
"But don’t compare yourself to me."
"We’re different." Chen Chang'an said with a faint smile.
Different?
How?
Seeing Ye Beixuan’s questioning gaze, Chen Chang'an grinned.
"I’m handsomer."
Huh?
What—
Chen Chang'an’s words left Ye Beixuan speechless.
He’d expected some profound secret, but… this?
Bro, can you be serious for once?
"That’s it?"
After a long silence, Ye Beixuan realized there would be no further explanation.
"Isn’t that enough?"
"More than enough."
Ye Beixuan decided not to press further. If he kept asking, Chen Chang'an would probably just keep boasting.
He had no interest in listening to that.
When Chen Chang'an and Ye Beixuan returned to the city, the crowd immediately turned to them, eyes full of anticipation.
"So?"
"Old Ye, win or lose?"
"Look at his face—clearly lost."
"Did you two finish that fast?"
"What happened? Tell us!"
Ye Beixuan could only smile bitterly. If they knew the fight would’ve ended even sooner if not for their chat, what would they think?
"Incredibly strong."
"I couldn’t last a single exchange."
"Even if we all attacked together, we’d be wiped out instantly."
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] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
