The next morning.
Jiang Yunli and her husband hurriedly arrived at the villa to pick up Jiang Che on their way to the Capital City.
Jiang Che got dressed and followed them.
"Son, can you tell me how you became a Transform Force expert? It must have been tough, right?"
As the daughter of the Jiang Family and the child of a grandmaster, becoming a martial arts expert wouldn't have been difficult for Jiang Yunli if she had wanted to.
But... she was too pampered since childhood, even finding a needle prick painful and unable to endure any hardship, so naturally, she never bothered to train in martial arts.
Thus, she didn't want to see Jiang Che suffer either!
"Cough... actually, it wasn't that tough. I had a master transmit his skills to me in a dream. He taught me a secret technique..."
As soon as Jiang Che said this, Jiang Yunli and Jiang Yuan were stunned for a moment.
But then they were speechless!
The truth was out!
They finally understood why their son had so many girls around him and why he had suddenly become so... unfaithful!
But they didn't mind. They didn't care how many women Jiang Che had or how strong he was.
They only cared about Jiang Che, their only son!
"Cough... son, does this technique have any drawbacks? Could it harm your body or the girls' bodies?"
Jiang Yunli asked seriously.
"No, you don't need to worry about that."
...
About two hours later, Jiang Che arrived at the Jiang Family in the Capital City.
The Jiang Family's influence was immense. Despite being a formidable ancient martial arts family, they were deeply rooted in the secular world.
A large plaque hung at the entrance with the character 'Jiang' written boldly!
Below the plaque was a small golden signboard!
[Martial Arts Champion, Number One in the World]
These eight wildly arrogant words.
This wasn't a self-proclaimed title by the Jiang Family but a glorious achievement earned by his grandfather, Jiang Yunhuang.
Once, after the founding of the Dragon Country, a martial arts competition was held, with tens of thousands of martial artists from across the country participating.
But in the end, Jiang Yunhuang took the top spot, defeating four seasoned grandmasters with his newly achieved grandmaster strength, securing the title of Number One in the World!
This cemented the Jiang Family's powerful position in the martial arts world of the Dragon Country.
...
Soon, Jiang Che met Jiang Yunhuang and others.
The Jiang Family was quite large, after all, Jiang Yunhuang had married over a dozen concubines, so how could it not be lively?
And almost all of them were martial artists.
"Haha... my daughter, Che'er, you've finally arrived."
Jiang Yunhuang laughed heartily, his laughter full of ease, and the old man instinctively ignored Jiang Yuan.
As a father, he couldn't muster any affection for the man who had seduced his daughter.
Jiang Yuan could only smile helplessly. The usually dominant figure in the business world had now turned into a meek lamb.
"Shoulu, let me tell you... Che'er has received a master's transmission and is now at the mid-stage of Transform Force... Wait? Late stage?"
Jiang Yunhuang's eyes widened in disbelief at his own perception!
How long had it been? At most a week or two?
Other elders of the Jiang Family also gathered around, pinching Jiang Che's arms and legs, utterly amazed.
"How is this possible? How could someone with such mediocre talent reach the Transform Force level?"
"Brother Yun, are you sure Che'er said he received a master's transmission in a dream? Could it be a master beyond the Heavenly Force?"
Several elderly women with youthful faces also came out, and the Jiang Family instantly became lively.
"Beyond Heavenly Force? Could it be... a martial arts deity? They shouldn't exist anymore!"
Clearly, as elders who had lived for sixty or seventy years, they had some understanding of certain secrets.
"But it doesn't matter, as long as my grandson can cultivate, that's enough, haha!" Jiang Yunhuang laughed out loud, clapping Jiang Che on the shoulder.
"Let's see who dares to mock the Jiang Family for having no successor! A 19-year-old at the late stage of Transform Force, breaking through the shackles of Heavenly Force and reaching the pinnacle of martial arts is not impossible!"
"Those old fellows, when I have time, I'll definitely slap their faces!"
Jiang Yunhuang took Jiang Che around to show off to the Jiang Family members.
Then Jiang Che glanced at Jiang Yunhuang. With his system, he naturally saw that Jiang Yunhuang didn't have much time left, probably only five to eight years at most.
As a villain, it was only natural to 'benefit' his family.
"Grandpa, are you about to die?"
Jiang Che's words immediately caused an uproar, but fortunately, there was no one else around.
Jiang Yunhuang glared at Jiang Che, "You little rascal, cursing me to die? You're really filial!"
The old man's beard trembled with anger, wishing he could slap Jiang Che against the wall.
"You can't fool me. This pill was given to me by my master. It can extend your life by ten years."
Jiang Che felt a bit helpless. Even as a villain, I have a ringed old man now?
Jiang Yunhuang's aura instantly changed. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the white pill in Jiang Che's hand.
The refreshing medicinal aroma penetrated his internal organs from a distance, even reviving some of his depleted functions.
He was stunned!
"Che'er... this is..."
Having lived for seventy years, he had seen all kinds of rare treasures. But now, he was utterly shocked!
He naturally recognized its value. Although he had never seen it before... every cell in his body was screaming... this was a good thing, to consume it!
"This is a Life Extension Pill, it can extend a person's life by ten years!"
"A Life Extension Pill? Extending life by ten years?" He was completely astonished.
As if remembering something, his heart instantly surged with excitement.
But soon, he suppressed his joy and spoke very seriously.
"Che'er, this is too precious. I can't accept it."
"I don't need it, and once the Life Extension Pill is taken out of the bottle, its medicinal power will quickly dissipate..."
Jiang Che curled his lips.
"Grandpa... you wouldn't want to see such a precious pill go to waste, would you?"
Jiang Yunhuang felt both amused and exasperated. What kind of extraordinary grandson had he ended up with?
"Fine, but I don't plan to use this pill myself. Che'er, can I give it to someone else?"
The old man asked almost pleadingly.
"Someone else?"
"Your maternal grandmother, my wife, doesn't have much time left... I want to use this pill to save her life."
Jiang Che: "..."
It seemed his grandfather was also a man of deep emotions. With only a few years left in his own life... he still thought of his wife?
Helplessly, he took out an entire bottle of Life Extension Pills from his pocket.
Although Life Extension Pills were extremely rare, Jiang Che wasn't stingy because... he could have as many as he wanted in the future!
Every time he killed a Son of Destiny, a treasure chest would drop!
And the Life Extension Pill was the guaranteed reward in every chest.
When he killed Su Han, his comprehensive evaluation was S-rank, and he received an epic treasure chest containing 20 Life Extension Pills, each extending life by ten years.
Above epic, there were legendary, peerless, and supreme...
The guaranteed Life Extension Pills would certainly be more, and the life extension would be even longer. The system's Life Extension Pills could be stacked infinitely without diminishing returns! So... he really didn't lack lifespan, okay?
The more he screwed over the protagonist, the better the loot!

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'!"

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.”

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!

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?