Tianze City was home to the Good Luck Inn, a place whose name reeked of halfhearted effort.
The room was filled with the smell of cheap disinfectant. Chen Guan didn’t care. All he needed was somewhere to sleep.
His entire body sank into the mattress, and he slept through the night without a dream.
Until a furry tail gave his face a gentle smack.
“Hungry.”
The concise little word sounded right beside his ear.
Chen Guan opened his eyes and found himself staring into a pair of vertical pupils brimming with hunger.
…This leopard was getting harder and harder to please.
And bolder, too. It had even started offering wake-up calls now.
He sat up, glanced at the bright daylight outside the window, and yawned.
“Awwooo.”
Seeing that he was awake, Baobao hopped off his chest and walked to the door with elegant feline steps. Then it looked back at him, urging him along with its eyes.
Chen Guan resigned himself to getting out of bed. He took a roast chicken from his storage space, tore off a large chunk of thigh meat, and placed it in the food bowl.
The little creature immediately buried its head in the meal, its tail swaying happily behind it in small, lazy motions.
Chen Guan casually switched on the old television in the room.
After a burst of crackling static, the screen lit up. A stern-faced female news anchor was reporting the morning news.
“We interrupt this broadcast with an urgent news update. Late last night, downtown Yunlan City came under attack by an unidentified terrorist organization. Two commercial buildings were destroyed. Fortunately, the evacuation was carried out in time, and there were no large-scale civilian casualties.”
The broadcast switched to footage of the ruins around Eternal Plaza, still billowing smoke. Outside the cordon, frightened citizens and reporters stood packed together.
Chen Guan’s gaze remained fixed on the screen, but his hands never stopped tearing apart the chicken.
The anchor continued.
“According to further information obtained by this station, the mayor of Yunlan City was found dead in his home early this morning. Sources claim that the mayor’s death may be connected to last night’s terrorist attack.”
Gao Yan’s face flashed across the screen, etched with fury and exhaustion. Facing the camera, he declared in a hoarse voice that he would bring those white-masked criminals to justice.
Chen Guan casually tossed a piece of chicken skin he didn’t want into Baobao’s bowl, then turned off the television.
The only sound left in the room was the faint chewing of Baobao as it ate.
“Finished?” he asked.
“Burp.”
Baobao let out a satisfied belch, licked the grease from its mouth, and looked up at him with clear, innocent eyes.
“If you’re done eating, then get to work.”
Chen Guan stood up and stretched his limbs.
…
The Blackwind Mountain Forest District lay on the outskirts of Tianze City.
After the fall of a great demon, the area had become shrouded year-round in poisonous miasma. It was a forbidden zone for ordinary people, and consequently a paradise for many demon beasts.
Since clearing the area was difficult and the demon beasts never ventured beyond the mountains, the local government turned a blind eye.
Only when a demon beast of the fifth tier or higher appeared would they call in people to deal with it.
The B-rank mission Chen Guan had accepted was to hunt down a sixth-tier demon beast that had made its lair in the area: the Three-Eyed Venom Toad.
This kind of demon beast had thick, durable hide and could spew highly corrosive venom. For an ordinary sixth-tier fighter, it would be a considerable nuisance.
But for Chen Guan—a seventh-tier fighter who was anything but ordinary—it was practically effortless.
Following the information in the mission brief, he continued deeper into the forest. Before long, he stopped in front of a swamp.
In the muddy marsh, a head the size of a water vat and covered in disgusting pustules warily watched the uninvited guest. All three of its murky eyes were filled with savagery.
“Croak.”
The Three-Eyed Venom Toad issued a low warning, a massive venom sac swelling beside its mouth.
The moment Chen Guan heard that croak, his brow furrowed. He gave it no chance to croak a second time.
His figure left behind an afterimage where he stood. In the next instant, he was already above the toad’s head.
A pitch-black scythe sliced through the air with a faint hum, passing silently through its target.
Splurt.
The Three-Eyed Venom Toad’s enormous head split cleanly in two, like a watermelon sliced open. It didn’t even have time to scream.
Chen Guan touched down several meters away with a light step off the corpse, not a speck of dust clinging to him.
He walked over to the body and flicked the tip of his scythe beneath it. A demon core the size of a pigeon’s egg, glowing with a dark green radiance, flew neatly into his hand.
He took a picture and uploaded it, all in one smooth motion.
From entering the mountain to claiming his prize, the entire process had taken less than twenty minutes.
He put the demon core into his storage space and turned to leave, not even interested in giving the corpse another glance.
Baobao, sprawled across his shoulder, had remained languid from start to finish. Only when it caught the scent of blood did it flick its tail in annoyance.
…
Tianze City’s teleportation hall.
Chen Guan paid the fee. One by one, the silver patterns beneath his feet lit up, and dazzling white light swallowed his vision.
The sensation of weightlessness lasted only an instant.
When Chen Guan opened his eyes again, the familiar air of the academy greeted him.
It was early morning on campus. Sunlight filtered through the towering Chinese parasol trees, scattering dappled shadows across the ground.
Yawning, Chen Guan walked toward the academic building. A furry purple creature was curled up on his shoulder, sleeping soundly. Only he could hear its faint snores.
Quite a few students were already seated in the classroom. The air was filled with the aroma of breakfast buns and the low murmur of conversation. Everything was just as it had always been.
Chen Guan walked to his usual seat by the window. He had just taken his books out of his storage space when Wang Hanyue’s trademark booming voice came from the row ahead.
“Did you guys see the news this morning? Something huge happened over in Yunlan City.”
Wang Hanyue’s phone screen was pointed toward Long Ao, displaying aerial footage of the two ruined buildings in downtown Yunlan City. The scrolling caption beneath it was impossible to miss.
“Terrorist attack. Those bastards have some nerve, pulling something like this right under the Great Wall’s nose.”
He slammed a fist onto the desk with a bang, drawing the attention of several nearby students.
Long Ao folded his arms and stared at the wreckage on the screen, his expression grim.
“The news says they managed to evacuate in time, so there were no civilian casualties. Thank goodness for that,” a girl said, still shaken.
“Even if no one was hurt, this is still bad enough.” Wang Hanyue cursed angrily. “Just look at the damage. Every last one of those people should be arrested and shot, one by one.”
Resting his chin on one hand, Chen Guan gazed out the window, paying no attention to the discussion.
He even had the leisure to gently scratch Baobao beneath the chin with one finger, earning a contented purr from the little creature.
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)
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
