After giving Su Mianmian the Permanent Shapeshifting Pill, Jiang Che was absolutely delighted.
While Jiang Che was enjoying himself, Ye Qing on the other side was utterly miserable.
He had been detained, transported in a heavily secured armored vehicle, with two elite masters from the National Security Bureau escorting him.
They were taking him to a specialized prison—one exclusively for ancient martial artists—guarded by a warden who was a peak-level grandmaster.
"Damn it, I can’t let them take me away!"
Ye Qing clenched his fists. He had a sinking feeling that if he were imprisoned, he might never see daylight again.
Sure, the prison was full of extraordinary talents, and for ordinary criminals, it might even be an opportunity—everyone there was interesting to talk to. But for him? It meant nothing.
No matter how impressive those prisoners were, could they compare to his 18 legendary masters?
As he stewed in frustration, he recalled the moment he had been digging that tunnel earlier.
"Shit… they couldn’t have figured it out, could they? Those treasures belong to me!"
Ye Qing didn’t know exactly what his masters had left him, only that it was priceless—enough for him to live lavishly for the rest of his life. But if someone else got to that hidden vault first…
No. He couldn’t let that happen.
"I need to get the hell out of here!!!"
He strained against the chains binding him—chains forged from thousand-year-old black iron, unbreakable and immovable.
Without his usual plot armor (or rather, his "IQ-dropping halo"), there was no chance of an escape mishap this time. The fact that three grandmasters were escorting him was already giving him face.
Just as despair was about to consume him, a voice whispered in his ear:
"Do you want to leave?"
The familiar tone sent chills down his spine.
"Who’s there???"
Ye Qing looked up—and there, standing right in front of him, was a man he recognized.
A middle-aged guy in a blue suit, complete with a tie, looking like your average office worker.
"You… how did you get here?" Ye Qing’s face twisted in shock.
Wasn’t this the same guy who’d tried to offer him a loan earlier?
"Why the hell is it you again? Ugh… just my damn luck."
The suited man’s expression soured the moment he recognized Ye Qing, muttering curses under his breath.
Then, he turned to leave.
"Wait!" Ye Qing blurted out, desperate.
This guy was clearly a top-tier expert!
Think about it—Ye Qing was locked inside an armored transport vehicle, sealed tight, with three peak grandmasters guarding outside. Yet this man had just waltzed in like it was nothing.
If that wasn’t a sign of overwhelming power, Ye Qing would eat his own shoe.
And right now… this guy was his only hope.
"What? I’ve got shit to do, kid. Haven’t even hit my quota today. Piss off."
The suited man waved him away irritably.
"Please! Big bro, just get me out of here! You’re so strong, you must know my masters, right?"
"My first master is the White Jade Sword Immortal, Li Xuankong! My second master is—"
Ye Qing eagerly listed off all 18 of his masters, ready to cash in on his connections.
But alas—
"Are you brain-dead? Screw off…"
Ye Qing was stunned. This guy didn’t recognize any of his masters?
"Sword Immortal, Eight Immortals—whatever. You sound like an idiot."
Ye Qing quickly changed tactics.
"Bro… I’ll pay you! Take me with you, and I’ll give you a fortune!"
"Money?"
The man scoffed. "You? A wanted criminal with no credit? Can’t even get a damn loan…"
Seeing a glimmer of hope, Ye Qing pressed on.
"My masters left me a treasure trove—priceless artifacts! Get me out, and I’ll give you… a hundred million!"
The suited man paused. Loans were out of the question, but an IOU? That still worked.
"Fine. Sign this. You’ll owe the ‘LendIt’ platform a hundred million. One month to repay, or else—"
"I’ll sign, I’ll sign!" Ye Qing declared without hesitation.
Once he escaped, no one would ever catch him again!
Invincible among his peers—that was the source of his arrogance.
He’d sneak back, dig up his masters’ treasures, and paying back a hundred million would be pocket change!
He scrawled his name on the IOU.
The moment he finished, the paper burst into flames—vanishing into ash in seconds.
"Deal’s done. You owe me a billion now."
"…What?"
"Wasn’t it a hundred million? Did you misspeak?" Ye Qing blinked.
"Nope. A billion. That’s what the contract said." The man smirked.
"……"
Ye Qing realized—he’d been scammed. This bastard had tricked him!
"Whatever. A billion it is. I’m loaded anyway. Just get me out!"
Before he could finish, he vanished. When he opened his eyes again, he was standing in the middle of nowhere.
His mind reeled.
"What… what kind of power is this? Sky-Shattering Realm? Or—the legendary Divine Passage Realm?!"
To teleport him so effortlessly… just how strong was this guy?
"Still… spending a billion to befriend someone like this? Worth it!"
Ye Qing’s lips curled into a smirk.
He had no intention of paying back that billion within the month—even if he had the money.
After all, unpaid debts created bonds. Paying upfront would just make him a sucker.
This was his chance to connect with a supreme expert!
His first master was incredible, right? The White Jade Sword Immortal, Li Xuankong—a Sky-Shattering grandmaster who could fly on his sword. Yet even he hadn’t reached that legendary realm.
"This Divine Passage expert… I, Ye Qing, am determined to befriend him!"
"I’m a damn genius. Maybe I can even apprentice under him. Sure, I’ve got 18 masters already… but talent comes first. I’ll reluctantly let him be my top master."
Ye Qing’s imagination ran wild—visions of kneeling before a Divine Passage master, formalizing his apprenticeship.
Even the bait-and-switch from a hundred million to a billion now seemed like a test of his worthiness.
"When I formally become his disciple, I’ll need gifts. My ninth master—no, tenth master now—left me that treasure vault. There’s gotta be something good in there."
His eyes gleamed with cunning.
"Divine Passage… that’s the kind of master befitting someone like me!"
"Time to get digging again."
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
