Outside the hospital.
"Hehehe, this 100,000 yuan can keep me happy for another month."
The white-bearded old man looked at the 100,000 yuan that had just been deposited into his bank account, and his smile was so wide it could barely be contained.
Indeed, this old man was none other than the "Fake Miracle Doctor" Ai Shouying.
Although nearly 70 years old, he was still in excellent health. His greatest pleasure in life was being an extra in Hengdian, where he might catch a glimpse of some popular female celebrities and enjoy the free boxed meals provided by the film crew.
Just then, a voice filled with resentment suddenly rang out behind him.
"You old bastard, why did you impersonate me? It was clearly me who saved that woman!"
Lin Yu, clutching his buttocks and limping, rushed up to Ai Shouying, glaring at him with fury.
The old man put down his phone and sized up Lin Yu. "What? You got a problem with that?"
He picked his nose, looking completely unbothered, like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.
Lin Yu was on the verge of losing it.
After being kicked out of the hospital, he had planned to storm back in and demand an explanation, but the hospital had blacklisted him and wouldn't let him in.
He wanted to seek revenge on Jiang Che, but he knew full well... he was no match for that guy anymore.
From the kick Jiang Che had delivered earlier, Lin Yu had sensed a trace of Transform Force, an aura that belonged to someone of a higher level.
Transform Force crushes Dark Force!
Although Lin Yu was confident in his current strength, having reached the peak of Dark Force, he wasn't arrogant enough to think he could take on a Transform Force expert.
That's right... during those two weeks in the basement with "Brother Qiang," Lin Yu's strength had undergone a dramatic transformation. He had jumped two levels, going from mid-stage Dark Force to the peak of Dark Force.
He had become much more enlightened during that time.
But even with this breakthrough, he was still no match for Jiang Che, and that was what truly drove him to despair.
So, he could only vent his anger on this old man. After all, you pick the softest persimmon to squeeze.
Looking at Ai Shouying's sleazy appearance, Lin Yu was so angry he could kill.
"You old bastard, you teamed up with that Jiang guy to mess with me, didn't you? If I don't beat you so bad you need a cane today, I won't be a Lin!"
Lin Yu swung his fist. There was no one around, and no surveillance cameras either. Beating up this old man wouldn't be a problem.
Ever since coming down from the mountain, he had been constantly humiliated, bullied at every turn. He had never been able to show off properly, and every time he tried, he got slapped in the face.
It was driving him crazy.
Ai Shouying narrowed his eyes slightly. "Kid, are you trying to bully a 69-year-old man?"
"Damn right I am! Not only am I going to bully you, I'm going to beat the crap out of you!"
If he couldn't beat Jiang Che, he could at least take on some old geezer, right?
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to give the old man a beating. Of course... Lin Yu didn't use his Dark Force. If he accidentally killed the old man, he'd be in big trouble.
Ai Shouying's sleazy smile disappeared, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes. With a wave of his hand...
A terrifying burst of energy erupted, forming a shockwave that sent Lin Yu flying.
He slammed into the wall with a loud crash.
"Bang!"
Lin Yu was thrown into the wall yet again. If it weren't for the fact that he was the chosen one, anyone else would have been killed by now.
Lin Yu, dazed and trembling, struggled to his feet, looking at the old man with fear in his eyes.
"Energy... energy force? You're..."
For a moment, he had felt an overwhelming pressure from the old man, even more terrifying than his own master's.
His assassin master was at the peak of Transform Force. If this old man was stronger than that... there was only one possibility.
Internal energy transformed into Gang Force, erupting from within. At the very least, this old man was a master at the Gang Force level!
"Are you... a grandmaster?"
But Ai Shouying ignored him, returning to his sleazy old man demeanor. He picked his nose, dug out a big booger, and flicked it.
With the help of his energy force, it flew straight into Lin Yu's mouth.
"Idiot, is this what the Ghost Doctor Sect produces? You should just go home and sleep!"
"That old fool Lin Xiaotian, even his disciples are just little fools!"
Lin Yu was furious when he heard Ai Shouying call his master a fool, but he didn't dare show it.
This man was a grandmaster! He could crush him with a single finger!
"Old... old master, do you know my master?"
Without hesitation, Lin Yu dropped to his knees.
And then he started crying.
But unfortunately, Ai Shouying didn't listen to a word he said. He just patted his butt and walked away.
"Master, old master, please help me!"
Lin Yu broke down in tears. He had once thought that after entering the secular world, he would carve out his own path.
But reality had hit him hard.
Ai Shouying just sneered. "Big ambitions, small brains, fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. Trash!"
With that, he walked away. He had no intention of getting involved in Lin Yu's affairs.
What he needed to do now was... decide which foot massage parlor to visit tonight. He'd heard the one in the east of the city had some skilled masseuses...
"No—"
Lin Yu felt as if he had lost something important once again.
......
Jiang Che, on the other hand, had no idea that the old man he had randomly picked from the film crew was actually a grandmaster-level expert.
Leaning against the headboard, he glanced at Ye Mengyao beside him.
Ye Mengyao, noticing his gaze, lowered her head, looking nervous.
The proud Miss Ye had been so manipulated by Jiang Che that she was now constantly anxious.
Jiang Che sighed inwardly. This kind of insecure girl wasn't what he wanted.
"Mengyao, I think we need to talk."
At these words, Ye Mengyao's delicate body trembled slightly.
Ever since the birthday party, she had been in a daze, sometimes even losing sight of who she was. She was terrified of being abandoned by Jiang Che.
And with more and more girls around Jiang Che, she wanted to be jealous... but she didn't have the right to be, because she had rejected Jiang Che multiple times in the past.
"Jiang... Jiang Che, what do you want to say?"
Ye Mengyao's voice trembled slightly. Was Jiang Che going to dump her?
Was this the end?
She could tell that Jiang Che liked Wan'er more. In comparison... she felt utterly inferior.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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.”
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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.
