Jiang Che looked at Su Han's corpse, his mouth gradually twisting into a smirk.
Su Han's death was worth it—so many items dropped!
This also made him realize something: his system wasn't just limited to triggering choices.
After killing a "Child of Destiny," there would be a massive wave of rewards.
The rewards would be determined based on the evaluation score and the level of the Child of Destiny.
The more miserable the Child of Destiny was made by him, the higher the reward score, and the better the items obtained.
"Heh... So I really am the big villain, huh?"
Jiang Che let out a helpless sigh.
Though it sounded somewhat unscrupulous, for the sake of rewards...
So, Children of Destiny, brace yourselves!
I'm coming for you!
...
[Portable Peak-Level Martial Arts Puppet: A puppet that can be carried around, possessing the cultivation level of a Grandmaster at its peak. It is usually stored in a puppet ring.]
With a wave of his hand, a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared before Jiang Che, exuding a faint aura of killing intent.
A peak-level Grandmaster's cultivation was among the top-tier experts in the entire martial arts world of Dragon Country.
If no Supreme Grandmasters intervened, a Grandmaster was practically invincible.
This was perfect—no need to worry about some blind old monsters coming after him!
With a thought, Jiang Che stored the puppet back into the puppet ring.
It was like having a personal bodyguard, incredibly convenient, ready to use at any time!
As for Dong'er, that adorable little loli puppet, she was more of an exception. After all, you can't just keep giving away wives, right?
[Life-Extending Pills (a bottle): Contains 20 pills, each extending life by 10 years. Can be used infinitely.]
This was definitely a treasure. If used infinitely, wouldn't that mean... immortality?
This was eternal life!
Sure, being poor and immortal would be miserable, but what if you were rich and powerful?
Surrounded by beautiful wives and concubines, with no worries about lifespan—who could resist that? Building an immortal family... didn't seem so far-fetched.
Of course, there was also the final reward: [Epic Treasure Chest].
It was time for another blind box opening.
Treasure chests had strict rankings: [Fine, Excellent, Epic, Legendary, Peerless, Supreme].
"What are we waiting for? Open it!"
A burst of light erupted!
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for obtaining 'SSS-Level Chef Skill'.]
"Uh..."
Jiang Che's mouth twitched slightly. He thought he'd gotten something amazing, but it turned out to be a cooking skill?
Well, better than nothing.
After all, there were plenty of Children of Destiny out there—the leeks would never run out.
...
Jiang Che waved his hand, storing Su Han's corpse into his jade pendant space.
He then tidied up the scene.
With his status, even if he killed someone, it wouldn't cause too much trouble. But still, better safe than sorry!
After dealing with Su Han, Jiang Che walked out.
Once in the car, Bai Qiangwei, who had been waiting for a while, immediately clung to him.
"Jiang Che... I... I..."
The young girl was clearly not in a good mood, burying her face in Jiang Che's chest and inhaling his scent deeply. For her, Jiang Che was the only source of security now.
"It's okay. From now on, just stay with me in Dragon Country. Let the past be the past," Jiang Che said, patting her shoulder before gently kissing her forehead.
......
Evening.
Jiang Che realized the benefits of the SSS-Level Chef Skill.
They say that to conquer a girl, you must first conquer her stomach.
As a culinary god, Jiang Che whipped up four dishes and a soup!
The aroma made Yu Wan'er drool uncontrollably.
"Jiang... Jiang Che, did you really make this?"
The little loli sat on Jiang Che's lap, staring at the mouthwatering dishes on the table, her stomach growling.
She was shocked. Since when did Jiang Che know how to cook?
And... his skills were this exceptional?
Just the smell alone filled her with immense happiness.
"Heh... If I didn't make it, did you?"
"You—"
Yu Wan'er bristled, but just as she was about to get angry—
"Gurgle—"
The sound of her hungry stomach echoed, and her face turned bright red. She covered her belly with her small hands, glaring at Jiang Che.
"Hmph! Even if it smells good, it might not taste good!"
The tsundere Yu Wan'er turned her head away, pouting.
Jiang Che didn't say anything.
"Remember what you said! Once we finish eating... don't come crying for a bite."
"Hmph! I'll just eat chips tonight. I'd rather starve to death, jump off a building... than eat a single bite of your food!"
"You pervert, let me go! I'm not eating!"
Yu Wan'er kicked her short legs, trying to escape. This place was dangerous—if she stayed too long, she might really give in to hunger...
She hated being hungry. The feeling was terrifying. If she got too hungry, she might end up begging Jiang Che for food!
"Heh..."
Jiang Che ignored her protests, holding her firmly as he began to eat.
"Wow... this is so good!"
Bai Qiangwei picked up a piece of stir-fried beef with scallions and popped it into her mouth. Her eyes widened in amazement.
The moment it touched her tongue, the flavor exploded, bringing an overwhelming sense of happiness. This wasn't just physical satisfaction—it was psychological bliss.
"Jiang Che, you should try it too. It's amazing!"
Bai Qiangwei picked up another piece and fed it to Jiang Che.
Jiang Che nodded. The SSS-Level Chef Skill really had its perks—it was practically a cheat code for wooing women.
Plus, with so many women around him, having god-tier cooking skills meant he could cook for them often.
Though he was a villain, he wasn't heartless. They were his women, after all... he had to spoil them a little.
"So delicious," Jiang Che said, licking his lips after finishing the bite.
"Gurgle—" Yu Wan'er's stomach growled again, and drool dripped from the corner of her mouth.
"Let me go, you jerk! You're doing this on purpose!"
Yu Wan'er couldn't help but lick her lips, tasting the lingering flavor of the food. She... was even hungrier now!
Dong'er, on the other hand, stayed silent, quietly devouring the food. Her appetite was enormous, her stomach like a bottomless pit—reminiscent of a certain Saber.
[Nooo, save some for me! Jiang Che, you bully, taking advantage of me while Sister Yao isn't here! Wuwuwu—]
[Stupid jerk, your delicious food won't work on me! I'm so hungry!]
Poor Yu Wan'er was on the verge of tears.
Jiang Che glanced down at her. Tsundere to the core... so adorable!
He picked up a piece of lamb and brought it to her lips.
"Hmph, I won't eat it!"
Yu Wan'er's tsundere side flared up again.
"Heh... You little glutton, sure you won't eat? Tsunderes ruin their own lives, you know."
Little glutton...
The familiar nickname made Yu Wan'er's face flush. She glared at Jiang Che but, true to her tsundere nature, still opened her mouth and took a bite.
[You're the little glutton! You're the little glutton! You pervert!]
But as soon as the lamb entered her mouth, Yu Wan'er froze.
This flavor... was way too good!

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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!

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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.”