"Son!"
"Is that you, son?"
"Have you finally returned?"
The first words spoken by the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox Clan Leader left Chen Chang'an utterly dumbfounded.
What the hell?
Are you messing with me?
Is this some kind of joke?
Others might make wild guesses, but you’re the one involved here—how can you just play along like this?
"Stop!"
"I’m not your son, and I don’t have a habit of randomly claiming fathers."
"Take a good look—there’s no connection between you and me," Chen Chang'an said hurriedly.
"No!"
"I see it very clearly—you… are my son."
"Look, you resemble me so much when I was young."
"Even now, though I’ve aged, don’t we still share some similarities?"
"I’m certain—you’re my long-lost son."
"It must be you!"
"Who would’ve thought that after searching for you all these years, you’d return on your own."
"Son, our family is finally reunited."
Seeing the Clan Leader’s emotional display, Chen Chang'an was completely stunned.
The worst part? The two of them actually did bear some resemblance.
"Bro!"
"Now that you mention it, you do look alike."
"You’re not actually his son, are you?" Da Huang asked in surprise.
"Like hell I am!"
"You know my background better than anyone—do you really think that’s possible?"
"Is it?" Chen Chang'an snapped coldly.
"Well… that does make sense. But then how do you explain this situation?"
"Would he really mistake someone else for his own son?" Da Huang was also puzzled.
Logically speaking, this was the leader of the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox Clan—a Celestial Emperor!
Would he just randomly claim someone as his son for no reason? That didn’t add up.
"Big Brother, you really are my blood-related brother!"
"This is wonderful—I’ll have a real brother to keep me company from now on," the little girl said excitedly.
Chen Chang'an could only sigh in exasperation. How the hell was he supposed to explain this? No matter what he said, they seemed convinced he was their son.
"Son, is that you?"
"Have you come back?"
Great.
Another one!
If he wasn’t mistaken, this must be the Clan Matriarch of the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox Clan.
And damn, she was beautiful—stunningly so.
The kind of beauty that struck you at first glance—enchanting, mesmerizing, yet without any hint of vulgarity.
It was a strange feeling, but it was undeniably embodied in her.
"Let me say this one last time."
"I am not your son. I’m human."
"I only happened to run into this little girl and brought her home—that’s all."
"If you keep trying to claim me as your son, I swear I’ll lose my temper," Chen Chang'an said coldly.
Seeing his anger, the Clan Matriarch quickly replied, "Alright, alright. As long as you stay, we’ll agree to whatever you say."
"You’re not. You’re definitely not."
"Is that better?"
Admittedly, she played the role of a mother longing for her child, willing to humble herself just to keep him around, perfectly.
If Chen Chang'an were even slightly gullible, he might’ve fallen for it.
But he wasn’t that stupid.
Something strange was going on—they wouldn’t act like this without a reason.
"Wahhhh!"
"Such a touching scene."
"Indeed, the Clan Leader and Matriarch have gone to great lengths to reunite with their son."
"Ah, what wouldn’t a parent endure for their child?"
Chen Chang'an felt like he was about to explode. What the hell were they getting so emotional about?
"There are too many people here. Let’s talk somewhere else," Chen Chang'an said flatly.
"Of course, of course."
The Clan Leader smiled and waved for the others to leave, then led Chen Chang'an to their private residence.
"Now that we’re alone, explain—why are you doing this?"
"Drop the act."
"I know I’m not your son, and so do you."
"If you keep this up, I’m walking out right now," Chen Chang'an said coldly.
Hearing this, the two of them withdrew their affectionate expressions and became serious.
"Chen Chang'an."
"We were just playing a little joke on you."
"So? Was it funny?"
Chen Chang'an!
They actually knew his name?
Damn it!
In an instant, two words flashed through Chen Chang'an’s mind—Chen Tian!
Was this another scheme orchestrated by that bastard?
Why did it feel like he was always living under that guy’s shadow?
"I didn’t find it funny at all."
"What part of that was supposed to be amusing?" Chen Chang'an retorted.
"Not funny?"
"You really lack a sense of humor."
What the—?
Now he was being looked down on for not appreciating their "joke"?
What kind of humor was this?
If I said I was your father, would you find that hilarious?
"Huh?"
"So he’s not my brother after all?"
"I really thought I had a brother now," Xiaoxiao pouted in disappointment.
"Xiaoxiao, you don’t have a brother. Your father and I only have you."
"Go play for now—we need to talk with your big brother."
"Okay, fine."
Xiaoxiao nodded dejectedly and walked away, glancing back every few steps.
Seeing her like this, her parents could only smile wryly.
"This child… she’s just too lonely."
"So, you two knew she snuck out, didn’t you?"
"You let her go so she’d run into me and bring me here?" Chen Chang'an asked.
He had found it strange from the start. Even if others hadn’t noticed, how could her parents—the Clan Leader and Matriarch—be completely unaware of their daughter’s disappearance?
Now it seemed intentional.
Though these parents were reckless—what if she had run into danger among the other demonic beasts?
"Everything is fate."
"She was the one who wanted to sneak out."
"Though if she hadn’t, we would’ve encouraged the idea."
"Chen Chang'an, aren’t you curious why we know your name?"
"And why we had our daughter lead you to Qingxuan Heaven?" the Clan Leader asked with a smile.
"Was it someone named Chen Tian who told you to do this?" Chen Chang'an asked.
Chen Tian?
At the mention of that name, Chen Chang'an noticed a flicker of unfamiliarity in their eyes.
They didn’t know Chen Tian?
So this wasn’t his doing after all?
"Oh, now that you mention it, I do recall a man named Chen Tian who once appeared in the Primordial Immortal Realm. He was incredibly powerful—even wiped out the demon race single-handedly."
"But I’ve never met him. During his rise, I remained in Qingxuan Heaven and never left."
"The reason we know you is…"
"We’ve been waiting for you for millions of years!"

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."

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.”

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