Weekends were dull and monotonous for Jiang Che.
“Jiang Che! Jiang Che! Wake up! The results are out!”
Ye Mengyao tugged at Jiang Che’s arm excitedly, forcing him awake.
“You little brat, asking for a beating, aren’t you?”
Jiang Che casually slapped Ye Mengyao.
“Ow~~~”
Ye Mengyao let out a soft whimper, her eyes slightly reddened, as if holding back tears, looking pitiful and delicate.
Jiang Che’s strength was no joke. After all, as a master of Transform Force, even without using internal energy, a slap from him was something a young girl like Ye Mengyao couldn’t handle.
Jiang Che sighed. Although Ye Mengyao had been playing hard to get before, she was now his woman, and he had to spoil her.
Ye Mengyao had been a rich young lady all her life—when had she ever been slapped by anyone?
“Alright, alright, stop crying,” Jiang Che said.
Ye Mengyao bit her thin lips. Though it hurt, her heart felt warm.
Since that birthday party, she could clearly sense the change in Jiang Che’s attitude toward her. The only problem was that he was a bit of a playboy.
Sometimes Ye Mengyao regretted it. If she hadn’t been so aloof before, maybe Jiang Che would belong to her alone. But now... there were more and more girls around him.
“Jiang Che! The results are out! Do you know how many points you scored?”
Once the pain subsided, Ye Mengyao remembered the main issue and quickly pulled out her phone.
Jiang Che merely glanced at her indifferently.
Of course, he knew his own results. This time, he hadn’t held back at all during the joint exam—he had gone all out.
With the help of the *Complete Knowledge and Skills* system, even a pig could have scored incredibly high. It really was as the saying goes... “I could do it too.”
His score was probably no lower than 740!
Mentioning the results, Ye Mengyao got excited again, brushing the messy strands of hair away from her forehead.
Her figure was subtly revealed, and the youthful aura unique to a young girl filled the air.
“Do you know? You scored 745 points! The school group chat is going crazy!”
Ye Mengyao shook Jiang Che’s arm with one hand.
“Except for the Chinese reading comprehension, where you lost 3 points, and the essay, where you lost 2 points, scoring 145, you got full marks in every other subject!”
“Calm down. It’s my score, not yours,” Jiang Che said coolly.
Ye Mengyao bit her lip, thinking about her past self... How ridiculous she had been to reject Jiang Che’s confession back then, using his poor grades as an excuse.
Now, Jiang Che’s grades far surpassed hers, and she had become the clown in this story.
“Jiang Che... back when I rejected you, I called you a slacker. You must’ve thought I was a clown, right?”
Ye Mengyao lowered her head.
Jiang Che smirked. “Indeed, at that time, you were nothing but a clown in my eyes.”
Ye Mengyao: “......”
Well, there goes my dignity!
Meanwhile, Yu Wan’er had also woken up. In truth, she had been awake for a while, but the bed was just too cozy. Of course... there was another reason—she didn’t dare to be the first one to get up.
She understood the principle of “the early bird gets the worm.”
“Hmph, I finally figured it out. You’ve been pretending all along, disguising yourself as a slacker!”
Yu Wan’er was still her usual bratty self.
Neither Ye Mengyao nor Qin Qiaoqiao said much. After all, they had both tutored Jiang Che before and knew he had been holding back. But they never expected... his grades would be this terrifying?
...............................
Jiang Che calmly got out of bed. “Ningshuang, help me get dressed.”
He had grown accustomed to ordering Chen Ningshuang around.
Soon, Chen Ningshuang entered the bedroom.
She had spent the entire night standing guard outside the door. As she walked in, her eyes darted around nervously.
*[You scoundrel! You’ll get your comeuppance someday.]*
At the same time, she spotted the girl she had been looking for.
Dong’er!
Sure enough, she felt an overwhelming aura of power emanating from Dong’er.
Of course, “overwhelming” was only relative to her. Jiang Che, on the other hand, could easily gauge Dong’er’s cultivation level—ahem, her strength!
“A grandmaster?”
For a moment, Chen Ningshuang’s breathing became heavy. This girl had actually reached the level of a grandmaster?
“What? Never seen a grandmaster before? Oh, right... your Chen Village never had one!”
Jiang Che teased.
*[Wait, how could Dong’er suddenly become a grandmaster? This makes no sense! I’ve checked her bone structure before. Although it’s slightly better than mine, there’s no way she could reach grandmaster level at such a young age!]*
Chen Ningshuang even began to doubt herself.
“Hehe... want to know how Dong’er became a grandmaster? I’ll tell you a secret... I helped her!”
Jiang Che flashed a mischievous smile.
Chen Ningshuang narrowed her eyes. “You? A good-for-nothing... I mean, an ordinary person, helping someone become a grandmaster? Who would believe such nonsense?”
Jiang Che simply shrugged, walked over to the bed, and picked up Dong’er with one hand. The little girl was light, probably weighing only around 70 pounds. To Jiang Che, she felt as light as a feather.
“Dong’er, tell her how you became a grandmaster!”
Dong’er was very obedient. She blinked twice, then looked at Chen Ningshuang and spoke seriously.
“Master used a secret technique to enhance my bone structure and internal energy. That’s how I became a grandmaster.”
It was the longest sentence Dong’er had ever spoken.
Chen Ningshuang: “......”
What the hell kind of secret technique is this? Enhancing someone’s bone structure? Although the Chen family of ancient martial arts wasn’t as powerful as the Jiang family, they were still one of the top ancient martial arts families in history.
One of the founding families of Tai Chi, their ancestors had produced top-tier grandmasters, and their family had many ancient texts. It was just that they had declined over time.
Chen Ningshuang had read many of these ancient texts since childhood, but she had never heard of any technique that could enhance a person’s bone structure.
Bone structure was something you were born with. Improving it later in life was nearly impossible unless you stumbled upon some rare, heavenly treasures. Otherwise, forget about it!
*[You think I’m stupid? Enhancing bone structure? You scoundrel, you’re just finding new ways to mess with me!]*
Jiang Che chuckled. Well, you guessed right!
I’m indeed finding new ways to mess with you.

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

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.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

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!