"Father, this journey is about to begin! I will not return until I step into the realm of a Grandmaster!"
Jiang Ruoxu's youthful face radiated determination and unparalleled confidence.
Jiang Yunwu looked at his confident son and let out a helpless sigh.
Ever since his son met Jiang Che last time, he had been utterly obsessed with training. He slept only four hours a day and didn't even bother with the homework assigned by his school. The boy's ego had taken a beating.
To be precise, it wasn't entirely Jiang Che's fault, but rather the young attendant beside him!
That silver-haired little girl. The Jiang family members all felt it clearly... she was a genuine Grandmaster in ancient martial arts!
They didn't examine her bone age, but judging by her appearance... she couldn't be much older than Jiang Ruoxu.
Such a young Grandmaster... It was a huge blow to Ruoxu.
"Ruoxu, that place is far too dangerous. I need to consult your grandfather..."
Jiang Ruoxu's face stiffened. "Father, there's no need to consult Grandfather. I just want to go out and experience the world alone..."
But the next moment, an abysmally rough voice boomed,
"Going to the Forbidden Martial Zone for an adventure? Have you finished your homework? Midterms are just a month away... What the hell are you thinking? Isn't our family big enough for you to explore?"
Jiang Yunhuang, smoking an old-fashioned pipe, walked in, radiating an intimidating aura.
"Grand... grandfather!"
Jiang Yunhuang glanced at his grandson. "We Jiang family have been practicing martial arts for generations. Except for your aunt, none of us have gone to college. Our descendants must be both scholars and martial artists. Exploration of the Forbidden Zone... Let's talk about that after the midterms."
Jiang Ruoxu: "......"
"Oh, I almost forgot the main thing!" Jiang Yunhuang suddenly remembered something.
He quickly called over the servants, and two of them each carried a towering stack of books.
"These are the unfinished assignments from when your cousin Jiang Che was in junior high. He sent them to you last week, along with his study notes..."
Jiang Yunhuang's words almost sent Jiang Ruoxu into a mental breakdown!
Those two stacks of assignments combined must be half a meter high!
Even if he wrote himself to death, he couldn't finish them all! That Jiang Che... what a jerk!
"Grandfather, what study notes? I know Jiang Che's grades! His midterm scores were even lower than your blood pressure! What kind of study notes could he have? Probably notes on eating, drinking, and having fun, right?"
Hearing Jiang Ruoxu's words, Jiang Yunhuang burst out laughing, quite carefree.
"Hahaha! Little Ruoxu... you don't know, do you? Jiang Che's academic performance is now top-notch! He took first place in the recent eight-province joint exam, making me quite the proud grandfather!"
Jiang Yunhuang was immensely proud. In modern society governed by law, boasting about ancient martial arts no longer impressed anyone. Instead, all his old friends compared their grandchildren's academic achievements.
Who's grandson got into a prestigious university today, who's granddaughter was accepted into a top school tomorrow—it was all he could envy.
In the past, he would barely mention his grandchildren's grades, knowing how abysmal they were.
But now? He used to say, "My grandson has the potential to reach the Celestial Force stage!"
Now he could proudly declare, "My grandson has the potential to be a champion scholar!" And it really did wonders for this old man's ego.
Jiang Ruoxu's face twitched. "No way! Jiang Che was always a slacker..."
Although he was too, he had just poured all his energy into ancient martial arts practice.
Jiang Yunhuang glared at him. "Why not? You're just too deep into martial arts... You've trained yourself into a blockhead! Get back to studying!"
"I don't want outsiders saying the Jiang family are all crude people. At almost eighty, I’m still studying!"
As he spoke, Jiang Yunhuang pulled a book out of his pocket.
Jiang Ruoxu: "......"
What the hell is that? Who reads "The Plum in the Golden Vase" at eighty years old? And with illustrations too!
"Look at your cousin, so considerate of you. Afraid you'd fall behind in school, he sent you so many assignments!"
Jiang Yunwu also gave his son's leg a light kick.
The kid's mind was utterly blown!
【Jiang Che!!! Just you wait! One day I'll tie you up and whip you!】
......
"Achoo!"
Suddenly, Jiang Che sneezed.
"Weird, someone must be talking ill of me. Probably that little brat Yu Wan'er."
Jiang Che randomly slapped the little girl's butt.
"Why'd you hit me?"
Yu Wan'er glared at Jiang Che, rubbing her little bottom with her hand, though the slap didn't hurt... it was just extremely humiliating.
"You talkin' smack about me behind my back?"
The little girl widened her eyes. "You’re lying! This time I really didn’t! Don’t slander me! You jerk!"
"Oh? So you admit you did before?"
Jiang Che smirked mischievously.
With his skill of understanding thoughts, he naturally knew Yu Wan'er hadn't talked trash about him.
But little lady, you gotta understand what "constructive accusation" means!
Muahaha!
......
That night, the girls, including Su Mianmian the night owl, fell asleep.
"Creak~"
The door slowly opened, and a figure slipped in.
"Huff... exhausted."
Gu Lingfei didn't even take off her shoes, collapsing onto the sofa.
"Gurgle~~~"
A growl of hunger sounded.
"Anyone up? Help me make a bowl of noodles..."
But halfway through, Gu Lingfei's voice trailed off when she glanced at her watch... it was already past midnight. Might as well not disturb anyone!
Work at the company had been driving her crazy lately. For more than half a month... she'd been living at the office, eating, sleeping, and working there.
Her dark circles were starting to show.
Though very hungry, Gu Lingfei didn’t want to move, melting into the sofa like jelly, almost wishing to rot there.
Her hair was a bit disheveled but still looked gorgeous. One leg was stretched out on the sofa, the other dangling, her knee-high stockings still intact. Momentarily... she yawned, exuding a sense of broken beauty.
From this angle, Gu Lingfei's legs were indeed long and perfectly shaped—her 5'9" height with the 3'7" legs from feet to the navel, a gold standard for sure.
Well, pure leg length is about 3'0", roughly. If it were 3'7" from the crotch... that’d be a bit inhuman.
【Ah~~~ Anyone willing to feed me~~~】
Who would've thought this high-cold CEO could have such a girlish side?
Just then, the dim light in the bedroom was turned on.
"Mmm? Sister Lingfei, why are you back so late?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
