"I come from the lower reaches of the river of time, having once traveled through the ancient primeval era, and now I pause briefly in this age... Little did I expect that upon my arrival, I would immediately receive the recognition of the demonic source."
Jiang Che spoke slowly.
"The ancient primeval era? So impressive? I heard that the primeval era gave rise to many powerful beings, and our demons were also a top-tier power back then..."
Yao Yue's eyes were filled with admiration. Although Jiang Che's physique was not as tall as her own, in her eyes, his presence was immensely majestic.
She... she wanted to bear the Demon Ancestor's child.
Yes, almost every woman who became infatuated with Jiang Che quickly wished to leave him a legacy.
"Traveling the river of time?" Yao Yue rested her chin on her hand. At her cultivation level, she could only pause briefly in the river of time; staying too long might drag her into another time dimension or even risk her life. The thought of someone roaming and traveling through time freely was beyond her imagination.
She could no longer fathom just how powerful Jiang Che truly was.
"Demon Ancestor, may your concubine... may I massage your legs?"
Even though Jiang Che rarely put on airs with her, Yao Yue felt deeply humble. Men as exceptional as him made all women feel inferior.
"Whatever suits you," Jiang Che said, ruffling Yao Yue's hair.
"De-Demon Ancestor, with your unmatched prowess across the ages—surely many women have adored you?"
Yao Yue knew very well that Jiang Che’s silver tongue and flirtatious skills were far too smooth, too practiced. There was no way he was some inexperienced novice.
"Of course. On the main timeline, I have many women, and some of them have even borne my children. As for you... you’d be number 427."
Jiang Che counted off without missing a beat.
Yao Yue was indeed the 427th he had conquered. The number was a bit large, though originally it had only been a few dozen—certainly no more than a hundred. The big surge came later, after he fell into the terrifying pit of the Demonic Love Sect.
When Yao Yue heard him say she was his 427th woman, she was utterly stunned and couldn't help covering her mouth.
Jiang Che shrugged helplessly.
Let them gossip. He was used to it by now; he didn’t care about the women chattering behind his back. Otherwise, even just Yu Wan’er’s nagging would be enough to drive him crazy.
"Only 427???!!!"
Instead of disappointment, Yao Yue’s face lit up with extreme joy, as if she had won the jackpot.
Jiang Che: "..."
Seriously? Are you making fun of me, girl?
But her joy didn’t seem fake.
"Demon Ancestor, am I truly just your 427th woman?"
"Of course."
"That's wonderful! You may not know this, but life for many cultivators in the demon realm is quite chaotic. For example, that Devouring Demon Emperor—he keeps a harem of thirty thousand beauties."
"Then there’s another demon emperor, you probably haven’t met him. His name is Abstinence Demon Emperor, with a lifespan of four hundred thousand years, and he claims a harem of forty million! As for those female demon sovereigns and demonesses you’ve met before, they also keep thousands of handsome young men. You... only have four hundred women. By comparison, you are absolutely pure and chaste!"
Jiang Che’s mind went blank after hearing this.
Are they joking or what?
The Devouring Demon Emperor—wasn’t that the old guy he just promoted to the Dao of Devouring? That old man had no skin left, nothing but skeletal bones wrapped in a gray robe, yet he still kept thirty thousand concubines?
What baffled him even more was... where did his life essence come from? His bone marrow?
And that Abstinence Demon Emperor? With a name like that, forty million concubines? Abstinence? Forty million? With a four-hundred-thousand-year lifespan, he basically added one woman every month? That guy was truly a legend—Jiang Che gladly admitted defeat.
And those female demon lords were certainly wild. Jiang Che felt almost ashamed to call himself the Demon Ancestor.
Still, he was curious—how did these demonic cultivators manage to couple without get drained dry by the difference in life essence?
Probably some special ability of the demon race.
Compared to them, he really was pure and chaste angel!
A smirk crept across Jiang Che’s face.
"Demon Ancestor... you mentioned you already have children. Could your concubine... possibly—?"
Yao Yue’s voice was full of pleading and humility.
"Of course. But not within the next ten-thousand years."
Yao Yue tilted her head, puzzled. "Why not?"
Jiang Che said nothing. If I get you pregnant now, with only you as a decent woman by my side, what am I supposed to do?
Sit around bored and lonely?
Meanwhile, on the other side...
After fusing with the Devouring Dao source, Devouring Demon Emperor fully grasped it in just a few days.
"Hahaha... Fellow Daoists, thanks to the Demon Ancestor’s blessing, I too have ascended to the Supreme Demon Emperor realm!"
The first thing Devouring Demon Emperor did after his ascension was to show off to the other demon emperors.
After all, before Jiang Che appeared, the twelve demon emperors of the demon realm had terrible relations with one another. They had been locked in internal wars for ten thousand years. Since they couldn’t conquer the human realm or the heavenly realm, they could only fight among themselves.
"You? Found a great Dao source? How is that possible? Hasn’t the source of Devouring Dao been stolen by the mythical beast Taotie since the ancient era? How could you have found it?"
One demon emperor was utterly shocked.
Destruction Demon Emperor—an absolute immortal emperor who had nearly perfected the Dao of Destruction, just one step away from its recognition. Once the strongest among the demons, even Devouring had to call him senior.
But now, everything had changed!
Destruction Demon Emperor was filled with endless resentment. It was one thing to have the suddenly appeared Demon Ancestor surpass him—that guy was genuinely unbeatable—but this old codger Devouring? How did he deserve this?
True jealousy: afraid your brothers will starve, but even more afraid they'll drive a luxury car (become too powerful).
"Damn! Devouring, are you secretly turning strong? You’re not here for revenge, are you? There’s no deep hatred between us!"
"Old fiend, don’t forget—we once shared a night of passion. How about we patch things up?" A hunched old hag slowly lifted her head, revealing a smile that hinted at of the bones beneath her aged flesh. Then, in an instant, she transformed from an old crone into a seductive young beauty.
A demon emperor who cultivated from a bone spirit into an immortal.
"Wait... old fiend, did you just say that it was Demon Ancestor who helped you reach the Supreme Demon Emperor realm?" Destruction Demon Emperor exclaimed.
Having known the Heaven-Devouring Demon Lord for over a hundred thousand years, he understood very well that with this old monster's talent, it was absolutely impossible for him to obtain the recognition of the Dao-Devouring Origin. There was only one possibility... he had taken a shortcut!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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?!
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...
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!
