Gu Lingfei was once again plagued by insomnia.
If it were just some ordinary noise, she could have put on her headphones and managed to fall asleep.
But even with earplugs, noise-canceling headphones, and her head buried under the covers, sleep still eluded her.
When she finally managed to drift off, she ended up having a dream.
And the subject of that dream was...
Too embarrassing! Gu Lingfei quickly adjusted her clothes, her face burning with shame.
Just then, Jiang Che knocked on her door. Since it wasn’t locked, he pushed it open and walked in.
"Feifei, it's time for dinner... Wait, what's going on with you?"
Jiang Che frowned as he asked.
Gu Lingfei: "..."
Just let the world end already!
She had never imagined she would lose her composure like this in front of Jiang Che.
"Ahem... Xiao Che, you should leave first! I'm fine."
It was clear that Gu Lingfei wasn’t good at lying.
Or rather, she wasn’t good at lying to Jiang Che.
After all, Gu Lingfei had built a business empire through her own efforts. She was the type who could charm anyone with her words.
But in front of Jiang Che, she couldn’t even tell a simple lie without stumbling over her words.
"Go already!"
Gu Lingfei forcefully pushed Jiang Che out of the room, then slumped to the floor.
Her image as the composed, mature older sister was completely shattered.
...
At the dining table, only Jiang Che and Gu Lingfei were present.
Qin Qiaoqiao was a sleepyhead and would likely sleep until noon.
Gu Lingfei, on the other hand, kept her head down, sipping her porridge, not daring to look up at Jiang Che.
She was feeling too guilty!
Just then, Jiang Che spoke up.
"Feifei, did you have a good dream last night?"
!!!
Gu Lingfei, already on edge, was nearly scared out of her wits!
Had she been sleepwalking? Or talking in her sleep? Had she exposed herself?
"N-no, not really. Work has been busy lately, so I must have slept pretty soundly. I don’t think I had any dreams."
Gu Lingfei wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Really?"
Jiang Che smirked. "Then why did you keep calling my name in your sleep last night?"
Gu Lingfei was done for.
Completely and utterly done.
Any hope of salvaging the situation was gone. Not only had she had *that* kind of dream, but she had also been talking in her sleep.
This was an epic-level social disaster!
"Xiao Che, stop messing around. I must have just been mumbling nonsense."
Gu Lingfei’s eyes darted around, avoiding Jiang Che’s gaze at all costs.
Her heart was in chaos.
"Oh, I see. So I didn’t know that Feifei liked me so much, huh?"
"Hmm?"
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. His Feifei, who appeared to be a cold and aloof beauty, was actually a complete novice when it came to romance. A few teasing words from him, and she was already flustered.
Gu Lingfei’s heart was in turmoil!
......
Chen Hao had been fired again.
"Why? I was just doing my job by stopping him. Jiang Che isn’t a resident of this community. Why couldn’t I stop him?"
Chen Hao shouted in frustration.
A chubby man in a suit glared at him.
"You’re just a security guard. How can you be so clueless?"
"Even if you don’t recognize a Maybach, you should at least recognize the license plate, right? A license plate with '99999' is something you don’t mess with!"
"You weren’t stopping a car; you were stopping your own future. Jiang Che stepped out of that car, and you stepped out of your job!"
"So, you’re fired!"
Chen Hao’s veins bulged on his forehead.
It felt like the entire world was against him.
From being a school security guard to a company security guard, and now a community security guard, he had never lasted more than a week in any of these jobs before getting fired.
"Damn Jiang Che! I’ve already reached the Perfect Stage of Dark Force. Once I break through to Transform Force, I’ll take your life!"
That’s right, Chen Hao had leveled up again!
He had come to realize that being a security guard was actually a blessing in disguise for him.
After being fired from the school, he had advanced from Middle Stage Dark Force to Late Stage Dark Force. After being fired from the company, he had reached Perfect Stage Dark Force.
"Break to build" had almost become his personal motto.
"And that Su Han... Next time I see you, I’ll pin you to the wall and beat you senseless!"
That bastard had dared to spit phlegm into his mouth!
He still remembered that disgusting, smoky-tasting glob of mucus lodged in his throat—it had almost killed him.
Just then, an arrogant voice rang out.
"So you’re Chen Hao, huh?"
Su Han clenched his fists. According to the intel from his informant, this Chen Hao was the eldest son of the Chen family and one of his enemies.
Before taking down the ancient martial arts Chen family, he would start by beating up this Chen Hao!
"It’s you???"
The moment Chen Hao saw Su Han, rage surged within him.
When enemies meet, sparks fly.
They immediately started fighting.
Perfect Stage Dark Force vs. Perfect Stage Dark Force.
At first, they used all sorts of flashy techniques, but eventually, it devolved into a simple brawl.
And then...
"What are you two doing? Hands up! Hey, hey... We’ve got two suspected ancient martial artists fighting at the west gate of Juhua Community. Requesting immediate backup!"
Chen Hao: "..."
Su Han: "..."
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?!
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.”
