Jiang Che rented a temporary trial card for the Origin of a Celestial Emperor, granting him the combat power of a Celestial Emperor level for one month at a cost of 2 billion points.
It was expensive, but to Jiang Che, these points were nothing to worry about.
His system points were about to break the 600 billion mark. Even though he tried hard to spend them, the points seemed to have a reproductive ability, growing more and more.
"But don’t overthink it, Qingqing—this is time-limited, just one month," he said.
Yu Meiqing nodded lightly. Since Jiang Che could temporarily elevate her to a Sixfold Tribulation Celestial Emperor, he surely had the ability to make her a permanent Celestial Emperor.
But then she scolded herself—now that she had Jiang Che as her husband, how could she think so shortsightedly? A mere Celestial Emperor? How could that compare to the status of being Jiang Che’s wife?
Though Yu Meiqing had only recently become Jiang Che’s wife, she was already gradually becoming "Jiang-ified." In the face of such a gap in status, even immortals could abandon all dignity.
"Husband, do you have any children?" Suddenly, the woman pressed close to him, her fragrant breath brushing against him with every gasp.
"Uh... you want to have one too?"
Jiang Che’s scalp tingled. Why did everyone want to bear his child?
Was the declining birthrate in the Nine Heavens making him the ambassador for baby-making?
"Of course, husband. My age is no longer young—my soul is over 80,000 years old. It’s time for a child..."
"Cough, cough. Qingqing, I have some urgent matters to attend to. If you want to find me... just hold this token tightly and you can teleport directly to my immortal boat," Jiang Che said, handing her a token before pulling up his pants to flee.
Seeing him rush away in panic, Yu Meiqing laughed. She had originally thought someone of Jiang Che’s high status would have a peculiar temperament, and that serving such a master would take a lot of effort. But now, he seemed no different from an ordinary young man.
With her vast experience from watching countless "materials," she could easily handle him.
"Tsk, tsk. The heavens really favor me, letting me meet such a top-tier man," she murmured.
The woman lightly licked her thin lips, as if savoring something. Jiang Che was indeed an extremely capable existence. She had studied countless "cultivation materials" and was very familiar with the myriad races of the Nine Heavens. Whether among humans, demons, beasts, sea clans, or others, Jiang Che stood out remarkably.
She had struck gold.
Just then, she sensed something and slightly turned her gaze.
"Demon Monarch Lianxian, what business do you have with me?"
"You—" Demon Monarch Lianxian stepped out of the void, his demeanor extremely respectful.
He could already sense that this enchantress’s cultivation had far surpassed his peak, reaching at least the Celestial Emperor level.
What other tricks did Lord Jiang have up his sleeve, able to boost someone’s power so drastically?
"Desire Demon Emperor, congratulations on becoming Lord Jiang’s woman and rising to glory in one step," he said, even changing his address from "Demon Monarch" to "Demon Emperor."
"Can you tell me Jiang Che’s true identity?" Yu Meiqing asked.
"Heh... Demon Emperor, you jest. I’m nothing but a servant, only able to approach Lord Jiang through my daughter’s connection. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had this chance," he replied.
"Oh? Your daughter... Mo Lingxuan?" Yu Meiqing raised an eyebrow. "That girl... is she also Jiang Che’s woman?"
She wasn’t unfamiliar with Mo Lingxuan, who was born with a Demon Spirit Body, an excellent physique for cultivating the Path of Desire. Yu Meiqing had once intended to take Mo Lingxuan as a closed-door disciple, but Demon Monarch Lianxian had flatly refused.
"Demon Emperor, you don’t need to know who Lord Jiang is. You only need to know that even a Peerless Celestial Emperor fears him," Demon Monarch Lianxian said before vanishing.
As soon as he left, he hastily rushed to the Qingxian Pavilion.
"I must entertain Lord Jiang well! Can’t slack off on this... I wonder if Lord Jiang..."
But just as he was about to enter the top floor of the Qingxian Pavilion to notify the twelve flower courtesans to prepare for Jiang Che’s arrival, he heard bursts of laughter from above.
"Lord Jiang~ can you catch it? You couldn’t even catch the embroidered ball I threw!"
"Lord Jiang, how do you like the tea I’ve brewed? I cultivate the Dao of Tea, you know~"
"Cough, cough. Good tea, good tea!"
Demon Monarch Lianxian: "..."
So Jiang Che had arrived even before him?
With a mix of feelings, Demon Monarch Lianxian quietly withdrew, also setting up a protective barrier.
"Sigh... I wonder if all my efforts to curry favor with Lord Jiang will let me latch onto this golden thigh. Actually, I don’t ask for much—just that Lord Jiang treats my Xuan’er well..."
Just as he was wallowing in melancholy, a storage pouch flew through the air and smacked right into his forehead.
"Ouch... what the hell?"
He blinked and frowned. "A storage pouch?"
At the same time, Jiang Che’s faint voice echoed in his ears like celestial music.
"You did well. This is a reward from yours truly," Jiang Che said, fair in rewarding and punishing.
"This?!"
The man was thrilled. A treasure given by Lord Jiang! Even if it just contained some random items, it would recoup his efforts. Even a single top-grade longevity pill, extending life by 10,000 years, would be worth it.
But when he probed it with his divine sense, he froze!
"A storage pouch?" he muttered, pulling out the contents. Inside the storage pouch... was another storage pouch.
"Hmph, Lord Jiang is indeed cautious. Usually, only supreme treasures are stored with a double-layer method..."
Soon, his smile vanished. Inside the second storage pouch was yet another storage pouch. The same went for the third...
A hint was emerging!
Fifteen minutes later—
Demon Monarch Lianxian stared at the pile of storage pouches as big as a small mountain, his scalp tingling. One pouch had turned into hundreds of thousands!
This was insane!
He knew Jiang Che was mocking him, but he still wanted to see what was in the last one! Because from the moment the third pouch opened, the nature of it had changed.
"Oh! Got it! Got it! Finally not a storage pouch—holy crap, a storage ring!"
Cursing bitterly, he had to keep going. Even if he ended up with a common longevity pill, it would be worth it.
[Ding! Host tricked Demon Monarch Lianxian, earning 2 billion points.]
Up on the ninth floor, Jiang Che sang and danced with Demon Monarch Lianxian’s adopted flower courtesan daughters, while the poor monarch slaved away downstairs "opening boxes," cracking mentally.
As for where Jiang Che got so many storage pouches and rings...
Jiang Che had accepted so many gifts, all of them stored in storage pouches and storage rings. After Jiang Che collected the items, these storage magical tools naturally became useless, and then he turned them into a Russian nesting doll, which completely broke Demon Monarch Lianxian's spirit.
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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?!
