That’s right, Jiang Che had come up with an extremely bold speculation.
It was just that this speculation was a little too outrageous!
Ye Qing wouldn’t randomly go out on the street to snatch a Black man’s "basket" for no reason—there had to be a motive behind it.
After considering Ye Qing’s actual circumstances, Jiang Che had roughly pieced it together.
"This guy… Could he be trying to upgrade his equipment?"
The ability to perform heterotransplantation was something even Lin Yu back in the day couldn’t manage. But Ye Qing was, after all, an enhanced version of Lin Yu, so it was possible he actually had such an absurd skill.
"But… Isn’t this the ultimate form of self-cucking?"
Jiang Che couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
As the mastermind behind it all, Jiang Che knew exactly how ruthless he had been back then—he had outright crushed both of Ye Qing’s "eggs." If Ye Qing really went through with heterotransplanting that part, then any children he might have in the future might not even be his.
Even though Ye Qing, as an ancient martial artist, had a physique strong enough to endure the rejection effects of heterotransplantation, no matter how powerful he was, he still couldn’t alter his genes, right?
But Jiang Che just treated it as a joke, not bothering to dwell on it too deeply.
"Jiang Che, why are you laughing like a creep?"
Yu Wan'er glared at him fiercely, already plotting some mischief.
Compared to the terror of skydiving, she’d rather suffer through a miserable night than face that horror.
"Creep? Heh—"
Jiang Che chuckled lightly, scooping Yu Wan'er up and carrying her to the car. He opened the door, stuffed the little loli inside, then slid into the backseat himself.
"Qiangwei, you drive!"
Qiangwei wore a resigned expression, shooting Yu Wan'er a glance—Good luck, Wan'er.
---
The Maybach circled the outskirts twice before finally returning to the villa district by evening.
Yu Wan'er was sprawled across Jiang Che’s lap, her small head buried against his chest, a thick coat draped over her as she slept soundly, mumbling something unintelligible.
Once they got out of the car, the household maids all gathered around.
"Tsk tsk tsk… Nothing beats the warmth of home."
Jiang Che’s lips curled into a faint smirk.
"Brother Jiang Che, Wan'er’s constitution is a bit too weak. Maybe we should skip the skydiving tomorrow?"
Qin Qiaoqiao glanced worriedly at the little loli in Jiang Che’s arms.
She’d always been concerned—would Yu Wan'er’s size 38 shoes get completely worn out?
"Hah… Fine, I’ll let her off this time."
Jiang Che shrugged. In the end, he still had some mercy for Yu Wan'er. Though he was positioned as a villain, his brand of "bad" was more roguish than outright evil.
He bent down, gently placing Yu Wan'er on the bed and even tucking her in with care.
---
Night fell.
Jiang Che opened his system and summoned the remaining two Grandmaster-tier puppet dolls from his inventory.
[Grandmaster-tier Puppet Dolls × 3 | Anti-Qi Particle Weapon Blueprint | Skybreaker Pills × 16]
These were all rewards he’d obtained when he encountered Ye Qing back in the Jiang family’s capital estate.
One of the puppets had already been dispatched to monitor Ye Qing’s movements.
"Three Grandmaster-tier puppets aren’t enough. I need to power them up—they’ve gotta reach Skybreaker level at the very least!"
That’s right. Even though the system-provided puppets were all Grandmaster-tier, let’s not forget—there were still those Skybreaker Pills!
Any martial artist at the peak of Grandmaster level who consumed one would absolutely break through to Skybreaker tier!
And Jiang Che had a full sixteen of them. Even after giving one to Jiang Yunhuang, he still had fifteen left.
More than enough.
The system’s puppet dolls were all middle-aged men now, with no "waifu" options in sight—much to Jiang Che’s disappointment.
Soon after consuming the Skybreaker Pills, the puppets shattered their mortal limits, ascending to Skybreaker tier!
Condensed energy swirled around them as their terrifying martial domains expanded, radiating pressure across several kilometers!
Ordinary people naturally couldn’t sense it, and even low-level martial artists like Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao remained fast asleep, completely unaffected.
But for martial artists like Dong'er and Chen Ningshuang, who had reached the Master level? It was a different story entirely.
Dong'er felt the pressure, blinked twice sleepily, then promptly went back to bed.
Chen Ningshuang, however, jolted awake in fright.
"What is this?! What level of power is this? Did Jiang Che’s grandfather come to visit?"
She’d attended Jiang Che’s college celebration banquet and had experienced Jiang Yunhuang’s Skybreaker-tier pressure firsthand. In the face of such overwhelming might, a Master-level martial artist like her was nothing more than a leaf adrift in the ocean—a single wave could drag her into the abyss.
Chen Ningshuang scrambled out of bed, her sleepwear disheveled, one strap slipping off her shoulder and exposing a generous amount of skin.
She lived on the third floor. Peering over the balcony railing with only her head poking out, she looked down—
And immediately slapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes widening in shock.
Two figures clad in black, wreathed in dark energy and reeking of bloodlust, stood below. Even though they had suppressed their auras, the sheer psychological pressure they exuded was overwhelming.
But the most shocking part?
These two supreme experts were kneeling before Jiang Che.
[Jiang Che… Just who are you? How deep does the ancient martial Jiang family’s power truly run?]
Once again, Jiang Che had shattered Chen Ningshuang’s worldview.
---
The puppet tailing Ye Qing had already been recalled.
Jiang Che had plans for all three Skybreaker-tier puppets:
One would continue monitoring Ye Qing’s movements.
Another would stay by his side as a bodyguard.
And the last?
Lurking in the shadows, playing the ultimate ambusher.
Once the puppets dispersed, Chen Ningshuang—too excited to care—leapt straight from the third-floor balcony.
This wasn’t an anime—there was no "anti-gravity skirt" physics. Her nightgown billowed upward, revealing a pair of slender, jade-like legs that made Jiang Che’s fingers itch.
Chen Ningshuang had been working hard to grow stronger, scheming daily on how to seduce Jiang Che. Her flimsy sleepwear did nothing to hide her flawless figure.
But right now, she couldn’t care less about modesty.
"Jiang Che! Those people just now—what realm were they in?!"
As a martial arts fanatic, Chen Ningshuang’s greatest aspiration had once been reaching the Master level. But after just a few months by Jiang Che’s side, she’d soared from mid-level Transform Force to mid-level Master—a full major realm leap!
Now, even Grandmaster tier was within sight, fueling even greater ambitions.
She desperately wanted to advance further!

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