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."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
