“What the hell—”
The gray-robed River God crawled out, covered in dust, his expression extremely foul. The surging death energy from before had nearly beaten him to a pulp.
It was only because his rank was the same as Jiang Che’s that the death energy couldn’t finish him off. If it had been anyone else who hadn’t stepped into the Transcendence Realm... they’d have died eight hundred times over by now.
“Phew—” The River God sighed helplessly.
Even though he and this bastard Jiang Che shared the same rank, and Jiang Che couldn’t kill him outright, neither could he kill Jiang Che—unless he used his family to coerce him.
But “peaceful coexistence” was the core tenet of the Travelers’ Organization. Both of them had lived for untold eons, their hearts already as still as stagnant water. There was no reason to offend someone of equal standing.
“Jiang Che, I feel like your death energy is stronger this time than last time?”
The young River God wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“Of course it is. This time I used ten item cards; last time, only one. The power’s naturally different,” Jiang Che said nonchalantly.
“Is that so?” The River God scratched his head in confusion.
It clearly wasn’t. Jiang Che had been developing for twenty thousand years, his system points nearing one trillion, and the ultimate mission worth one hundred trillion points was one percent complete.
As the mission progress accelerated, Jiang Che’s rank was also steadily rising.
“No fun!” The River God suddenly shook his head. “I offered you my heart, and you drenched me with your piss! I gave you so many good things just to make a friend... and you’ve been nothing but lies from start to finish!”
“Did you just swipe something else from me?”
The River God said very sulkily, “System points, right? I didn’t expect... that you could actually steal points from me? Could your rank possibly advance even further?”
Having lived for eons, the River God was no fool. Over these twenty thousand years, Jiang Che’s rank improvement, though not massive, hadn’t gone unnoticed.
“Don’t tell me you were being serious? You’re still growing???” The River God felt a chill run down his spine. In all his eons of life, this was the first time he’d encountered such a thing.
You see, he knew almost all of the Transcendents in the Travelers’ Organization, but not one of them was like Jiang Che—already at the Transcendence Realm, yet somehow still able to slowly strengthen his rank!
For all the countless beings across the myriad worlds, the Transcendence Realm was like hitting the max level in a game, locked by the program’s code. The only difference was whose abilities were stronger or more practical, but everyone was immortal and indestructible.
But now... Jiang Che was already max level, so how could he still be gaining experience???
It was ridiculous!
“So... are you scared now?”
Jiang Che grinned. He could sense that this River God wasn’t a real enemy.
“I hold grudges. An eye for an eye, a clan for a tooth...”
River God: “...”
To be honest, Jiang Che had spooked him a little. Other people went with an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, but this bastard was out for blood at the slightest provocation?
Still, having lived for eons, he’d seen every storm under the sun.
The River God thought it over and finally shook his head helplessly. Even if Jiang Che’s rank was slowly rising, he still didn’t believe Jiang Che could break through the Transcendence Realm. In this current age, it was utterly impossible for a being beyond Transcendence to emerge.
...
The River God, feeling it was pointless, left.
Jiang Che, meanwhile, resumed his miserable grind of a career. Over these twenty thousand years, he hadn’t even touched a woman. Despite countless celestial maidens throwing themselves at him, Jiang Che, for the sake of maintaining harmony in his harem, chose to refuse.
Because he truly couldn’t take anyone else in!!!
Once he started, there’d be no stopping it. Then he’d return to the Nine Heavens with millions of beautiful women trailing behind him, and he could probably make Yu Wan’er so furious she’d go into labor on the spot!
But Jiang Che had restraint. He said no women... and he meant no women!
“My lord~~~ How about I massage your shoulders for you?”
The little spirit Qiong’er clung to him every day, constantly trying to seduce him.
...
Jiang Che spent an extraordinarily long time in the Primordial Era.
Nearly two hundred thousand years, witnessing countless upheavals in the Primordial World!
Countless demon clans slaughtered each other over territory and resources, and even some Immortal Emperors fell, which enraged Jiang Che!
Every Immortal Emperor was his precious resource to harvest!
Their lives no longer belonged to them—they were Jiang Che’s private property. Without his permission, no one was allowed to die!
Though Immortal Emperors and Immortal Lords were both harvest targets, their drop rates were worlds apart. An Immortal Emperor only needed a slight insult to yield 20 points, but making an Immortal Lord yield 20 points required much more effort.
Jiang Che had a full daily schedule. In the Primordial World, the myriad races had over a hundred Supreme Immortal Emperors and more than a thousand ordinary Immortal Emperors. Every day, even lining up for slaps on the face was a wait in itself...
[Ding! Current host points: 22 trillion...]
Almost one-fifth done. Not bad, not bad!
For Jiang Che, those hundreds of thousands of years were never lonely. His personality was never worn down by time.
Logically speaking, even a few thousand years would be long enough to grind away all youthful spirit in a person.
But not so with Jiang Che.
As for Qiong’er... Jiang Che didn’t take her as his woman, but since the girl had accompanied him for such an immense stretch of time, he gave her a Dao Source.
Qiong’er had originally been only an ordinary Immortal Lord, but Jiang Che directly gave her a Dao Source.
“Oh, I almost forgot one thing!”
Jiang Che slapped his thigh. He remembered Bai Susu!
Bai Susu seemed to be the Saintess of the Ancient Fox Clan, whose entire clan had been wiped out. Before the destruction, they sealed Bai Susu away using a Celestial Source.
Jiang Che decided to visit the Fox Clan to check on his future little wife.
After all, time was the one thing he had in abundance.
“Qiong’er! Do you know anything about the Fox Clan?” Jiang Che leaned back on his bed, glancing at the girl massaging his legs.
Qiong’er was still diligently serving him. She felt the lord must be impotent or had a preference for men, because how could a beautiful woman like her stay by his side for hundreds of thousands of years without him ever touching her?
“The Fox Clan? I’ve heard of them... but I think they were wiped out ten thousand years ago!”
Jiang Che: “...”
Jiang Che was speechless. It looked like he’d have to time travel again. After all, Bai Susu—that fox spirit—was the darling of his heart, a master of seduction. He had to make up for the loss of her entire clan.
Jiang Che immediately summoned the River of Time and leaped directly into it, heading upstream.
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?!
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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!
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.”
