Jiang Che Wants to Curse

[Ding! Host has died. Now reviving...]

Jiang Che had died an uncountable number of times before finally succeeding in descending into the Primordial Era.

Almost the moment he arrived in the Primordial Era, he felt a natural sense of rejection—as if he was being expelled by the very Heavenly Dao of this entire world.

The Ancient Primordial Era?

Jiang Che slowly rose to his feet and began probing with his divine sense.

He was somewhat shocked. The map of this Primordial World was indeed massive—far larger than the Nine Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms combined, and yet it was filled with a wild, untamed aura.

When he had traveled upstream against the River of Time, he had briefly skimmed through the simple timeline and background of this so-called Primordial World.

This wasn't the traditional Primordial World of legend. There was no War of Lich and Demons, no talk of Heavenly Calamities. It was purely a chaotic, untamed land—a battlefield for myriad races, resembling a vast battlefield of gods and demons.

There were also no so-called Nine Heavens or the millions of fragmented provinces that came later. This was a single, colossal world—so immense that even an Immortal Emperor would need to use top-tier teleportation arrays to travel from one place to another.

Though the Nine Heavens were vast, an Immortal Emperor didn't need teleportation arrays. But the Primordial World was just too huge—and there were even forbidden zones left behind by the battlefields of ancient Primordial Gods.

The Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Era was far more powerful than that of the Nine Heavens.

In the Nine Heavens, an Immortal Emperor might be considered a top-tier powerhouse. But in the Primordial Era... Immortal Emperors weren't exactly everywhere, but there were at least over a thousand. As for Supreme Immortal Emperors, there were probably no fewer than a hundred.

For Jiang Che, this was excellent news!

Each and every one of them was a fat leek waiting to be harvested!

Jiang Che had grown accustomed to using his scam of a system. Earning points with it was the quickest method.

A hundred trillion points?!

How long would that take to earn?

But with so many high-level powerhouses around... everything became much easier.

The scam system had an upper limit—at most, it could squeeze out 2 billion points from a single person per encounter. And the amount depended on the target's cultivation level.

If the target was only a Fourth Calamity Immortal Lord, Jiang Che would have to annihilate his entire family to get 2 billion points out of him in one go. But if it was an Immortal Emperor—or better yet, a Supreme Immortal Emperor—just spitting on his face would be enough to trigger a 2 billion point payout.

More leeks meant easier harvesting.

"A hundred trillion points? Your daddy is coming!"

Jiang Che grinned, his smile filled with cunning.

This was the ancient Primordial Era. There were still about eight million years before the fall of the Primordial World and the establishment of the Three Realms and the Heavenly Court. Eight million years was more than enough for Jiang Che to earn that hundred trillion points.

And once he earned those points... the first thing he would do was wipe out that bastard River God!

He could sense that although that wretched River God hadn't followed him directly, he had already descended into this Primordial World, probably hiding inside some river and playing water ghost.

Jiang Che cursed under his breath. Then he stood up, ready to seek out every Immortal Emperor in the Primordial World one by one, mark their coordinates, and make it his daily morning routine to slap each one across the face!

No time like the present!

Jiang Che wasn't in a rush to lock onto them. After all, time stretched endlessly before him. He might end up staying in this Primordial Universe for at least a few thousand or even tens of thousands of years. If he got bored... well, he could always ride the River of Time downstream and leave.

"Traveler... I think I finally understand why that organization chose that name."

Invincible, with an endless lifespan, able to travel through the River of Time across the myriad realms at will, and immune to the backlash of karma. What else could one call such a being but a traveler?

...

Jiang Che wasn't in a hurry. He walked slowly for decades, finally found a large lake, built a wooden cabin with his bare hands, and settled down.

Day after day, when bored, he would just fish. He lived like a hermit. Sometimes, he would sit by the lake fishing for over a thousand years at a stretch, until his body was covered in dust and weathered like stone.

What? You're asking if he ever got bored?

Of course not!

This was Jiang Che we were talking about—the man who had spent a century tirelessly trying to get Di Zhao pregnant through dual cultivation. Did they have any idea the perseverance that required?

But soon, his peaceful life was shattered.

Two small-scale beast clans had declared war on each other, and the battlefield had directly encroached upon Jiang Che's territory. Neither clan was particularly powerful—their strongest members were only at the Great Emperor realm. But they fought with such ferocity that the sky darkened and the sun dimmed.

They nearly sent his wooden cabin flying.

"Damn it!!!"

Jiang Che cursed inwardly. He stood up, unleashing his full aura as an Immortal Emperor. The two Great Emperors of the beast clans were scared shitless upon sensing his presence.

"Oh? A Golden Fur Lion clan? And a Six-Eared Demon Ape clan?"

Jiang Che probed their bloodlines and traced them back to their origins. He quickly located the strongest beings in their lineage!

Primeval Truth Roar, Chaos World Demon Ape!

These two peerless demon emperors were both supreme immortal sovereigns, their bloodlines rich with ancient true blood, remnants of the primeval epoch.

After tracing the clues and finding the two beasts, Jiang Che strode up and, without a word, delivered a resounding slap to each of their faces!

The two demon emperors had been meditating in seclusion, only to be jolted awake by Jiang Che’s thunderous smacks. Rage erupted within them!

【Ding! Host has tricked the Primeval Truth Roar. Earned 20 points.】

【Ding! Host has tricked the Chaos World Demon Ape. Earned 20 points.】

Ah, the points from supreme immortal sovereigns are just too easy to farm. At this rate... one hundred trillion points doesn’t seem that hard at all! Just grab five hundred supreme immortal sovereigns, slap each one once a day, and you’d rake in a trillion points daily!

I could earn it all back in a hundred days!

Wait—

Jiang Che suddenly noticed something. Twenty points???

“You damn system... are you bugging out or what? How the hell is it only twenty points? Did you miss a ‘billion’ or something? This shoddy system... can it even get a bug?”

Yet, in response to Jiang Che’s query, the system remained silent.

“Hey, hey, don’t play dead on me, you lousy system... Twenty points instead of twenty billion points? You trying to work me to death, kid? One slap a day? My hand’s gonna break from the sheer grind, you know?”

Still, the system offered no reply.

Jiang Che stood frozen for a long moment before falling silent.

The system had vanished—or more accurately, it had fully merged with him. After issuing its final ultimate upgrade mission, the system had faded away completely.

In the past, when Jiang Che asked it questions, it would still respond. But now... it had fully become one with him.

“Ain’t this a massive rip-off? So the max points I can score per hit is just twenty? How long do I have to slave away at this damn rate?”

“This damn system set me up, didn’t it?”

Jiang Che cursed under his breath, but deep down, he felt no real fury—just a burning urge to cuss someone out.