Su Mianmian herself didn’t know how she managed to say it. It felt like her brain had overheated, and the words just tumbled out.
“Heh…” Jiang Che let out a cold laugh, then glanced at his watch.
“You’ve been in your transformed state for 1 hour and 42 minutes. You’ve got 18 minutes left before you revert to your original form.”
“18 minutes… Are you insulting me? Or are you insulting me?”
Jiang Che’s smile sent a chill down Su Mianmian’s spine.
“Little wildcat, you’ve been spying on me for so long. You should know me pretty well by now, right?”
When Su Mianmian didn’t respond, Jiang Che continued.
“I’ll let you off this time. Consider that 200-million-yuan Transformation Pill as a candy for you to munch on!”
“But Su Mianmian, your piano performance is quite the luxury. An hour of playing costs 100 million yuan? Even the world’s top pianists don’t charge that much.”
Jiang Che’s words made Su Mianmian blush.
It was true. She had never heard of any pianist charging over 100 million yuan for a performance.
In a way, wasn’t this some kind of honor?
The thought of having played a piano worth hundreds of millions made the corners of Su Mianmian’s lips curl up involuntarily.
One word: exhilarating!
But soon, her mood soured again.
A single transformation cost 200 million yuan. Even if she did transform… giving herself to Jiang Che wouldn’t be worth that much!
Though she was a bit narcissistic, she knew she wasn’t exactly made of diamonds.
200 million for one transformation? Even if it were burnt into paper money, she’d still think it was too expensive!
“Pfft—”
Hearing Su Mianmian’s inner thoughts, Jiang Che couldn’t help but laugh.
This little wildcat had a good sense of self-awareness!
Of course, he wouldn’t spend hundreds of millions just to woo a girl. The materials for the temporary Transformation Pill only cost a few million yuan at most.
Even a few million was a staggering amount.
So, Jiang Che definitely wouldn’t spend that much every time just to let Su Mianmian transform.
And let’s not forget… Jiang Che had a few spirit fields!
The spirit fields contained a wisp of spiritual energy, and the level of this energy surpassed that of the ordinary world.
Even a thousand-year-old Vermilion Bird Tree, a top-tier treasure, could bear fruit rapidly, let alone ginseng.
The Vermilion Bird Tree was said to bear fruit only once every 60 years, but planted in the spirit field, it could yield fruit in just a month—efficiency akin to riding a rocket.
Jiang Che was a man of action. As soon as he obtained the recipe for the temporary Transformation Pill, he started planting ginseng.
Exactly one month had passed since then.
In that month, the ordinary ginseng planted in the spirit field had almost all transformed into 200-year-old ginseng, which was more than enough!
This meant that in about half a year, he could obtain thousand-year-old top-tier medicinal herbs.
By then, he could give Su Mianmian a permanent transformation.
But until then… Su Mianmian would have to remain in her cat-girl form.
“Su Mianmian, there’s something I’ve been curious about for a long time. I hope you can help me clear it up.”
Jiang Che’s serious tone made Su Mianmian tense up.
[Oh no, this guy’s definitely going to take advantage of me. Well… for the sake of 200 million, I’ll let him have his way this time.]
Su Mianmian bit her lip lightly, her hands nervously clutching her collar, which was almost bursting open from her perfect figure.
The girl was quite nervous. Though she had spied on many live scenes in her cat form, it was a completely different story when it was her turn!
“I’m just curious, Mianmian… where exactly is your tail?”
“You must have heard Wan’er’s words earlier. Is it naturally grown… or is it like a mortise-and-tenon joint? I’m genuinely asking out of curiosity.”
Su Mianmian: “……”
Seeing Jiang Che’s earnest expression, Su Mianmian felt like her mentality was about to collapse.
She thought she had a good grasp of how shameless Jiang Che could be, but now… she realized she was still too naive.
To think he could make such a perverted question sound so righteous!
It reminded her of the time Jiang Che had taken Chen Ningshuang to cultivate in the spirit field. The shamelessness of framing it as a serious activity was just too much!
What a pervert!
“You—”
Su Mianmian’s face turned bright red, her cat tail swishing restlessly, looking utterly adorable.
Though she wanted to refuse outright, the thought of Jiang Che spending 200 million yuan… made her reconsider.
……
“Damn, it’s a real cat tail!”
Jiang Che’s curiosity was satisfied. Cat girls like this actually existed!
The tail grew from the third bone above the tailbone, soft to the touch and incredibly comfortable.
“Jiang… Jiang Che, I… I think I’m about to go into heat again.”
Su Mianmian paced around anxiously, her face flushed. Clearly, her tail was a sensitive area, likely packed with nerve endings.
Jiang Che shrugged helplessly. You’re cutting it too close.
He then extended his fingers, counting down, “Three! Two! One!”
Su Mianmian was practically clinging to Jiang Che when, in the next second…
A flash of light erupted, and the stunning silver-haired cat girl vanished.
Su Mianmian had reverted to a pitiful, helpless little Ragdoll cat.
And a Ragdoll cat in heat, no less.
[Jiang Che, you started this fire. You’d better put it out.]
Jiang Che: “……”
This line sounded like something straight out of an old-school CEO novel: “Woman, you started this fire. You’d better put it out~~~”
Suddenly, Jiang Che had a wild thought. What if, in the heat of the moment with the transformed Su Mianmian, she suddenly reverted to her cat form…
Damn, that mental image was too much to handle!
Jiang Che definitely couldn’t take it. “I’ll just use higher-grade herbs to refine the Transformation Pill from now on.”
With the same recipe and refining method, the higher the grade of the herbs, the longer the transformation would last.
Of course, for an average man, two hours would be more than enough—maybe even two minutes would be excessive.
But was Jiang Che an average man?
[Jiang Che, thank you… for letting me live out a dream.]
Su Mianmian rubbed against Jiang Che’s leg, looking pitiful.
“Heh… next time I let you transform, I’ll be charging interest,” Jiang Che said, his smile turning increasingly devious.
Su Mianmian: “……”
Seeing Su Mianmian like this, Jiang Che licked his lips. This Transformation Pill was terrifying!
If he just found any random cat on the street and fed it the pill, wouldn’t he get himself a cat girl?
Of course, Jiang Che wasn’t that perverted—forcing female cats to transform and then taking them home as wives.
But if this ability fell into the hands of some unscrupulous old perverts… it would be a nightmare.
Within a hundred-mile radius, not a single female cat would be safe!
Is it the distortion of human nature or the collapse of morality? Why is the female cat in the neighborhood constantly meowing in distress? Why is the neighbor's little female dog inexplicably pregnant? And why did the sow at Butcher Wang's house give birth to eight piglets in one litter?
"Thankfully, such power is in the hands of someone as upright as me,"
Jiang Che sighed.
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!
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.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
