On the way home after school.
"Brother Jiang!"
"Young Master Jiang..."
Wang Zheng and Liu Tie ran up to Jiang Che with fawning expressions.
Jiang Che stopped and glanced at the two of them.
The tall and skinny one was Liu Tie, while the short and chubby one was Wang Zheng.
As lackeys of the richest heir, they were naturally rich second-generation kids themselves.
Wang Zheng's family was in the restaurant business, but that was just their legitimate front. Behind the scenes, they were involved in some grey-market operations like underground gambling dens and illegal fighting rings...
Liu Tie's father was in the fashion industry, with family assets worth several billion. These two were meant to serve as early experience points for the protagonist Lin Yu.
Fortunately... even after being beaten so badly by Lin Yu, they didn't hold a grudge.
Actually... to be more precise, they were just stupid!
"Young Master Jiang, it felt so good watching you deal with that Lin Yu today!"
"If he hadn't sucker-punched me, he would've been the one lying on the ground~ Coming to deceive and ambush us!"
Jiang Che was speechless.
It seemed the protagonist Lin Yu's intelligence-dampening aura hadn't affected these two, because their IQ couldn't possibly go any lower.
"From now on, don't fight with Lin Yu when you see him. Just make his life miserable. He definitely won't dare to start fights at school anymore."
Jiang Che's words hit them like an enlightening revelation.
"I get it, Young Master Jiang! I won't fight him, I'll just kick the hell out of him when I see him!"
"You idiot, didn't you hear what Brother Jiang said? No fighting... we need to make his life miserable, get it? Like peeing in his water bottle."
Wang Zheng and Liu Tie's smiles grew increasingly sleazy.
Jiang Che: "......"
If they weren't still useful to him, he would have kicked them both away long ago.
"Get lost! Don't bother me unless it's important."
Though they got the cold shoulder, the two just grinned sheepishly.
Different social classes, even though they were all rich kids.
But there was naturally a world of difference between those born in the center of Rome and those born on its outskirts.
......
Evening, at the Ye family home in Hangcheng.
"Yaoyao, have you had something on your mind lately?"
At the dinner table, Ye Mengyao's mother Lin Xue noticed something was off with her daughter.
"No way! I don't have anything on my mind!"
Ye Mengyao stabbed at the meat in her bowl with her chopsticks, her emotions written all over her face.
Lin Xue sighed softly, "I heard... you and Xiao Che had a fight?"
At the mention of Jiang Che, Ye Mengyao felt an inexplicable anger rise in her heart.
This guy was pursuing her before, so why did he stop now?
He seemed to be getting rather intimate with Wan'er, even asking her to be his tutor?
Just thinking about it made her uncomfortable.
"Mom, we didn't fight!"
But how could Lin Xue not understand her own daughter?
"Heh... it's written all over your face!"
Lin Xue tucked her hair behind her ear and took Ye Mengyao's hand.
"Yaoyao, I don't know what conflict arose between you and Xiao Che, but I've watched him grow up since he was little. His personality and looks are quite decent... I've heard about what's going on between you two. You can't keep stringing him along!"
Ye Mengyao bit her lip gently and said bashfully, "Mom, have you forgotten? I don't like having any contact with boys."
Lin Xue felt a headache coming on and spoke earnestly, "Won't you get used to it if you interact more? It's just a matter of habit... you just need to work on it gradually."
Ye Mengyao lowered her head in silence.
"Mom doesn't oppose puppy love. Look at me... I was pregnant with you when I was 18!"
"Ahem..." Ye's Father's face darkened beside them.
"What? I can't talk about your wild days?"
"No, what I mean is... don't corrupt Yaoyao. Dating is fine, but no early pregnancy!"
I can ride my motorcycle to steal someone else's daughter, but others can't steal my daughter! Such a clear double standard!
......
Lin Yu still ended up in detention, even though Ye Changkong had planned to get him out.
But after learning that Lin Yu had offended Jiang Che, he backed off.
After all, one was a super-powerful entity worth hundreds of billions, while the other was just a bodyguard he had hired, and it was this bodyguard who had started the trouble.
Even an idiot would know who to choose.
Now Lin Yu sat on the hard bed in the detention center... lost in thought.
"This isn't right. How is this different from what I imagined?"
How could he possibly end up in jail?
He was a master of hidden strength!
And he possessed godly medical skills that could bring the dead back to life and heal broken bones. Before he could even show his abilities... he got detained?
Something must be wrong.
At this moment, several other young men in the detention cell slowly got up from their beds.
The leader had dyed yellow hair, tilted his head, and had a sleeve tattoo. "Hey bro, what are you in for?"
Lin Yu didn't respond.
"My big brother's talking to you!"
The other followers rushed forward.
Lin Yu's lips curled into a slight smile.
He was finally going to show off!
"Lin Yu, you got into another fight? And caused serious injury? Young Master Jiang was right... you should be put in solitary confinement!"
"If you fight again, it won't just be a civil dispute! You'll go straight to prison!"
Lin Yu: "......"
His detention was extended by another week.
This made him question his life choices.
When he left the mountain, his assassin master had told him:
"Go forth boldly, and carve out your own path with these fists."
But in reality, using his fists only carved a path straight to the police station.
......
In the following days, Jiang Che could clearly feel that Ye Mengyao had changed.
She often found excuses to chat with him.
Like right now.
"Jiang Che, you did pretty well on this test. Congratulations."
Jiang Che replied flatly, "How could I compare to a top student like you?"
Faced with Jiang Che's sarcasm, Ye Mengyao just felt a bit uncomfortable.
"Jiang Che, didn't you say you wanted to find a tutor the other day? As class monitor... it's my duty to help you."
Ye Mengyao had mustered up all her courage to approach Jiang Che.
"Heh... did you come to brag about how well you did on the test?"
Jiang Che's words left Ye Mengyao speechless, biting her lip.
The proud young lady had always only cared about herself. Expecting her to consider others' feelings?
Almost impossible!
You can't spoil this kind of proud young lady!
In his previous life, Jiang Che worked as a driver for a senior official and was often looked down upon by the official's wife and proud daughter.
But in the end?
Both the official's wife and daughter came to see him differently.
"Alright, alright, I know you're in the school's top ten, okay? I'm just barely passing, I can't even get into a decent school. How could I compare to you?"
Jiang Che's words made Ye Mengyao feel even more blocked up inside.
She felt an inexplicable emptiness.
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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!
