The Dongfang Family
Although the Dongfang Family couldn't be considered a superpower among the great clans, they were still a dominant force in their region. After all, the family boasted several experts at the Immortal Venerable realm—a strength that absolutely could not be underestimated.
"Brother Dongfang, if our two families were to join forces, we would undoubtedly rise to even greater heights."
"Our Wei Family’s Wei Linlin, and your Dongfang Family’s Dongfang Yin—both are rising stars among the younger generation."
"If they were to unite, it would undoubtedly be a great boon."
"What do you think?"
The Wei Family’s overall strength was slightly inferior to the Dongfang Family’s, but the gap wasn’t significant. Now that the Wei Family had taken the initiative to propose a marriage alliance, it was naturally a favorable opportunity.
Moreover, the Master of the Dongfang Family had heard of Wei Linlin’s talent and reputation—she was no less impressive than Dongfang Yin.
However, Dongfang Yin had a rather unsavory reputation—he was known for his womanizing habits, to the point of obsession.
This was something the Dongfang Family could do little about.
"I have no objections, but is Wei Linlin truly willing to marry Dongfang Yin?"
"That brat has some… undesirable tendencies."
The Master of the Dongfang Family was no fool—he laid out Dongfang Yin’s flaws upfront to avoid giving the Wei Family any grounds for complaint later.
"Hahaha!"
"We’re all men here—who doesn’t have some preferences in that regard?"
"Our Wei Family is well aware of this matter."
"As long as Dongfang Yin restrains himself in the future and doesn’t go too far, it’s acceptable."
"Wei Linlin knows about this as well, but for the sake of both families’ prosperity, she doesn’t oppose it," the Master of the Wei Family said with a smile.
Hearing this, the Master of the Dongfang Family finally relaxed. It seemed this marriage alliance would proceed without any issues.
"Master Wei, rest assured—I will remind Dongfang Yin to behave himself in the future."
"After all, if things get too out of hand, it would bring shame to both our families."
"But are you truly willing to let a rising star like Wei Linlin marry into our Dongfang Family?"
The Master of the Wei Family nodded with a smile. Though Wei Linlin was indeed a prodigy, the time required for her to fully mature was far too long.
And there was no guarantee she would even reach that point. Rather than waiting for her eventual rise, it was better to leverage her now to secure a powerful ally.
Besides, even after marrying into the Dongfang Family, Wei Linlin would always remain a member of the Wei Family. If the Wei Family ever faced trouble, she would never stand idly by.
No matter how one looked at it, this was a decision with no downsides.
"Very well, then it’s settled."
"Let’s discuss the date and finalize this matter as soon as possible."
"After all—"
"Master, the Young Master has returned."
Just as the two family heads were deep in discussion, a clansman suddenly arrived to report.
The Master of the Dongfang Family frowned slightly and said sternly, "No manners at all! Can’t you see I’m entertaining an esteemed guest?"
"Didn’t I say not to disturb us?"
"T-This… Master, the situation is somewhat unusual. Perhaps you should come and see for yourself."
Unusual?
This puzzled the Master of the Dongfang Family. His voice turned cold as he said, "Come in and speak."
"Yes."
The clansman pushed the door open, bowed respectfully to both family heads, and then said, "The Young Master has been captured. The perpetrator has come to our doorstep… demanding repayment of a debt."
What?!
Captured? And now they’re here to collect a debt?
"Good, very good!"
"Daring to demand repayment from our Dongfang Family?"
"I’d like to see just who has the audacity to do this," the Master of the Dongfang Family said coldly.
"Brother Dongfang, I’ll accompany you. I, too, wish to see who is so eager to court death."
"Very well."
Meanwhile, within the Dongfang Family estate, numerous clansmen had surrounded Chen Chang'an, their gazes filled with hostility and wariness.
Dongfang Yin was no ordinary figure—he was the Young Master of the Dongfang Family, the future successor to the family leadership.
Yet now, a mere youth had captured him and marched straight into the Dongfang Family to demand repayment?
This was nothing short of a blatant disregard for the Dongfang Family’s prestige.
"Hmph!"
"You dare capture our Dongfang Family’s Young Master and then come here to stir trouble?"
"Do you have a death wish?"
"Release him at once, or don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
An elder of the Dongfang Family, an expert at the Immortal Emperor realm, glared furiously at Chen Chang'an.
"Your family doesn’t seem very welcoming."
"Do you think I’ll still get my debt repaid?" Chen Chang'an asked Dongfang Yin with a smile.
"Yes!"
"Absolutely!"
Dongfang Yin forced an ingratiating smile before turning to his clansman and saying nervously, "Uncle, this is Chen Chang'an. Please, don’t act rashly!"
Chen Chang'an?
Dongfang Yin’s words stunned the Dongfang Family members. Why did that name sound so familiar?
Where had they heard it before?
"No way!"
"Chen Chang'an, the top-ranked genius on the Heavenly Proud Rankings?"
"How… how is he here?"
Soon, everyone realized just who Chen Chang'an was.
And with that realization, the way the Dongfang Family members looked at him changed completely.
This was a living legend—someone they had only heard of in tales. And now, they were standing before him?
"Are you truly Chen Chang'an?"
"But your cultivation is only at the peak of the Immortal King realm."
"It hasn’t been that long since Chen Chang'an claimed the top spot on the Heavenly Proud Rankings."
"How could your cultivation advance so quickly?"
Chen Chang'an’s cultivation level was, in the eyes of many, the biggest red flag—because it was impossible.
No one could advance two major realms in such a short time.
Even if Chen Chang'an was a peerless genius, a monster among monsters, this defied all logic.
No matter how monstrous one was, shouldn’t there be limits?
"Don’t think that using Chen Chang'an’s name gives you the right to act recklessly."
"In recent years, countless impostors have tried to pass themselves off as Chen Chang'an—without exception, they all met miserable ends."
"Do you truly believe our Dongfang Family is so easily fooled?"
It seemed there had indeed been many impersonators of Chen Chang'an over the years. However, pretending to be him wasn’t so simple.
Not everyone was as foolish as those idiots from the Primordial Chaos Immortal Sect, thinking they could deceive the world.
Low cultivation but overwhelming strength—this alone exposed most impostors.
The moment they acted, their true nature would be revealed.
Thus, when the Dongfang Family members saw a peak Immortal King claiming to be Chen Chang'an, they naturally assumed this was yet another impersonator.
Only, this one wasn’t even trying very hard—using the Immortal King realm to impersonate Chen Chang'an? Was this person out of their mind?
"Big Bro, they don’t believe you’re Chen Chang'an," Da Huang said with a mischievous grin.
"Remember this—this is what happens when people outsmart themselves."
"Whether I am or not isn’t for them to decide!"

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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.”

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

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."