Looking at Jiang Che in front of her, Xiao Mo Shang Xie’s young heart developed a massive psychological shadow.
“I… I don’t know! You… you…”
She didn’t dare act tough anymore. This terrifying big bad guy had already executed so many of her traveling sisters and younger female companions. The fact that she hadn’t wet herself proved she had extremely strong mental fortitude.
“Mo… Mo Shang Xie, my father calls me A Xie.”
Jiang Che looked at the little girl before him, so afraid of him, and couldn’t help but reveal a twisted smile. This feeling of scaring little brats was actually quite enjoyable. Maybe he, Jiang Che, was simply a bad seed by nature.
“Lord Demon Ancestor, please don’t eat me! I taste terrible—my meat is sour and not good at all!”
The young Mo Shang Xie was scared into tears by Jiang Che’s evil grin.
She sat on the ground, terrified beyond words.
“Heh—” Jiang Che let out a faint laugh, walked over to stand in front of Mo Shang Xie, and looked down at her from above. No one would ever guess that this sniveling little girl would one day become the legendary Sealing Demon Immortal.
“I won’t eat you. I’m the Demon Ancestor… not a demon.”
“Is there a difference?” the little girl muttered quietly to herself.
“What did you say?”
“N… nothing.”
Jiang Che sized up Mo Shang Xie, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes.
[Sealing Demon Dao Body: A top-tier Dao body based on the Dao of Sealing; the natural nemesis of all demonic paths. Once the Dao body reaches full mastery, it can seal even matchless Demon Emperors…]
See? The cultivation world never buries true geniuses—unless they die young.
A Sealing Demon Dao Body like Mo Shang Xie’s. At just eight years old, she already possessed terrifying divine power, strong enough to slap away quasi-emperor-level experts. That alone showed how fearsome she was.
Sacred Bodies, Immortal Bodies, and Dao Bodies—these three were as different as heaven and earth.
They represented three entirely different levels of existence.
A Sacred Body bore great fortune, but that fortune had its limits. It might bring many opportunities, but it didn’t mean true invincibility.
An Immortal Body was equivalent to the level of a destined ruler of a major heavenly domain, with countless opportunities. The path of cultivation might encounter many obstacles, but those obstacles would generally become stepping stones for growth.
As for a Dao Body—it was practically unmatched, approaching a perfect Dao fruit. It was a top-tier constitution that neither Heavenly Dao nor Great Dao could naturally create. Under normal circumstances, no accidents would occur; they would inevitably cultivate to the supreme, invincible realm.
But unfortunately, the few Dao Body-level girls Jiang Che had encountered—whether it was Tian Chan, who possessed the Righteous and Demonic Dao Fetus, Di Zhao, with her Fate Dao Body, or the current Sealing Demon Dao Body holder, Mo Shang Xie—had all met him instead!
Jiang Che’s level of existence had now gradually surpassed that of a traveler; Dao bodies were nothing more than toys before him.
…
“From now on, I will be your master. I will teach you the supreme demonic cultivation method, making you the sovereign of the Three Realms… how about it?”
Jiang Che stood with his hands behind his back, fully immersed in his role. He was ready to play at being a master for a while, raising a disciple just for fun. He was also curious… just how exactly had he managed to corrupt two disciples into becoming dark twisted versions of themselves?
“M… Master?”
Mo Shang Xie blinked a couple of times, but her eyes were still filled with fear of Jiang Che.
She was genuinely terrified of this guy.
“Of course, you don’t have the right to refuse.”
Jiang Che waved his hand and directly hoisted little Mo Shang Xie up.
The other demonic clan members present couldn’t help but feel a shock. What was going on? The Demon Ancestor was actually taking on a disciple?!
Was this… for real???
Destruction Demon Emperor, in particular, felt a huge storm brewing inside him. He knew well what the Demon Ancestor was capable of—creating Demon Emperor-level experts at will. Being recognized and taken as a disciple by him… that was limitless potential ahead!
Of course, there was also another possibility: that the Demon Ancestor was playing the long game. He wanted to personally raise a little girl into a beauty and start a master-disciple romance.
This kind of thing wasn’t uncommon among cultivators, especially high-level ones. Immortals had lifespans spanning hundreds of thousands of years; such a long existence couldn’t be spent entirely on cultivation. They had to find some amusement.
“Lord Demon Ancestor… if there’s nothing else, this old servant will take his leave?”
Destruction Demon Emperor deliberately tried to remind Jiang Che of his presence, as if saying: “Lord Demon Ancestor, please take a look at me! I found you such an excellent disciple—doesn’t this deserve a Destruction Dao Essence as a reward?”
“Alright, you may withdraw now.” Jiang Che waved dismissively.
[Ding! Host screwed over Destruction Demon Emperor, gaining 20 points.]
Destruction Demon Emperor’s mind went numb. Could it be that after all his effort… he had ended up working for nothing?!
“Lord Demon Ancestor… this old servant was planning to attack the Human Realm together with Devouring Demon Emperor and the others, but unfortunately…”
After hesitating for a long time, Destruction Demon Emperor finally voiced his true thoughts. He was too eager to advance.
“Heh… you really went around in circles. Why not just come out and say you want a Dao Essence to break through to Supreme Demon Emperor?” Jiang Che said with a cold laugh.
Destruction Demon Emperor was instantly embarrassed, but he couldn’t deny it—because he really did want it!
“Since you’ve been loyal, I will bestow upon you a Dao Essence. Since you cultivate the Dao of Destruction, I gift you this Destruction Dao Essence…”
Jiang Che effortlessly exchanged a Destruction Dao Essence from the system, acting as if it were no big deal.
The Greater Dao of Destruction ranked relatively high among the Three Thousand Great Daos, within the top thirty. Naturally, it was expensive, costing a whopping 120 billion points!
If it were the old Jiang Che, no matter how much Destruction Demon Emperor begged, he would never have spent so many points on an old man. But now, things were different—prices had devalued a hundred million times. A Dao Essence could be gotten for a mere 1200 points, and Jiang Che’s system points had already reached over ninety quadrillion!
“This—”
When Destruction Demon Emperor saw the Destruction Dao Essence, his whole being froze. His eyes were full of disbelief and shock.
It was real?!
To be honest, he hadn’t held much hope at all. After all, even though the Demon Ancestor was powerful, the Destruction Dao Essence wasn’t some cabbage.
But now… the Demon Ancestor had casually pulled out a Destruction Dao Essence!
This made things extremely intriguing!
When Devouring Demon Emperor asked for a Devouring Dao Essence, the Demon Ancestor had casually given him one. Now he himself wanted a Destruction Dao Essence, and the Demon Ancestor could provide it too. This meant that the number of Dao Essences the Demon Ancestor controlled had reached an unimaginable level.
This was absolute insanity!
You couldn’t even begin to imagine it. How could such a freak exist—someone who could freely control Dao Essences and produce as many as he wanted?
What nonsense was this so-called Heavenly Emperor?
He didn’t believe any Heavenly Emperor could possess such power!
“Demon Ancestor! Demon Ancestor… you are my second parent! This old servant will serve you with utter devotion and loyalty, even if it means my liver and brain covering the ground…”
Destruction Demon Emperor knelt very decisively, this time truly convinced. Lord Demon Ancestor was far too generous—something he had pursued for hundreds of thousands of years without obtaining, the Demon Ancestor simply tossed over and granted to him. This was no less than being reborn through a benefactor.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
