Clearly, Ye Qing's misfortune didn't come out of nowhere.
Even though he possessed top-tier disguise skills—enough to fool even a Grandmaster's eyes—
unfortunately, he couldn't deceive a Skybreaker!
To put it bluntly, the three Grandmaster puppets Jiang Che had acquired earlier had all advanced to the Skybreaker stage!
And Jiang Che had specifically assigned one of these Skybreaker puppets to tail Ye Qing.
Those random passersby who kept snatching Ye Qing's opportunities? None other than this very Skybreaker puppet in disguise.
All to mess with his head!
"Damn it! Who the hell is targeting me?"
Ye Qing was furious, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white, his inner energy surging wildly.
Just then, a voice whispered into his ear.
"Are you... at your wit's end?"
The ghostly voice appeared right beside him, startling him badly.
"Who's there?"
Ye Qing's instincts screamed danger.
As the disciple of a group of elite experts, he prided himself on having encountered many powerful figures, which was why he'd looked down on everything in the mundane world after entering it.
Yet, he'd been humbled time and again!
First, that Skybreaker from the Jiang Family, then that elusive Transcendent Realm expert who came and went like a shadow.
And now, who was this standing before him?
Ye Qing felt like any random passerby could easily overpower him, a peak-level Grandmaster martial artist.
"You just need to know I mean you no harm."
The voice was eerily calm. Ye Qing focused his gaze and saw a young man standing before him.
But what terrified him was... this man was floating in midair, with no trace of inner energy fluctuations!
Only one explanation existed—
This person's strength far surpassed his own!
Upon reaching the Skybreaker stage, one could briefly hover in the air using inner energy.
Flight techniques? His masters could do that too. But to conceal all energy presence? That was terrifying.
Could it be... this guy was even stronger than his masters?
Another Transcendent Realm monster???
He was genuinely scared now. Just how dangerous was this place?
He recalled his masters' confident words: "Go wild. The ceiling of the mundane world is the Heavenly Fist Grandmaster. Within a year, you'll be invincible!"
But now? Grandmasters were nothing! Skybreakers were as common as dogs, and Transcendents roamed everywhere!
"The city's full of traps—I wanna go back to the countryside!"
"May I ask... who you are?"
Ye Qing's tone instantly turned obsequious.
"Heh, no harm telling you. I'm a member of the Destiny Society, and we've been observing you for a while."
The young man's voice dripped with arrogance, as if Ye Qing wasn't even worth his attention.
"Destiny Society???"
Ye Qing was baffled. Yet another gap in his knowledge.
"Correct. Those blessed by destiny carry immense fortune—everything goes their way, luck always on their side."
Ye Qing fell silent, thinking of his recent streak of bad luck.
"Then you’ve got the wrong guy. I have no great fortune—just a mountain of bad luck lately. I’m no 'Destiny’s Chosen,' more like 'Doom’s Favorite.'"
"No, no. You’re just being targeted. In truth, you do carry great fortune. Tell me... you’re not from this world, are you?"
"Or rather—you came from behind the Door!"
The mysterious youth laid bare Ye Qing's origins, making his eyes narrow sharply.
"Wait, you said I’m being targeted? By whom?"
The youth smirked. "Want to know? Join the Destiny Society, and I’ll tell you."
"Senior, may I ask... what realm have you reached?" Ye Qing's voice trembled. He knew it was rude, but curiosity burned in him.
"Heh. I am Ye Fanchen. As for my cultivation... let’s just say it’s a tad higher than yours."
Ye Qing brightened. "Senior, we share the same surname! I’m also a Ye!"
Ye Fanchen broke into a cold sweat, exasperated.
Who’s your kin? The Destiny Society’s full of Ye’s—are they all family?
And... could you shut up already? Maintaining this act was exhausting. His spatial ability couldn’t sustain flight much longer—it drained energy fast. Any more, and he’d be exposed.
"Ye Qing, if you weren’t from behind the Door, our society wouldn’t even consider you. Isn’t this an opportunity for you?"
Ye Fanchen’s voice was hypnotically persuasive.
And it worked—Ye Qing was tempted.
"The Destiny Society... has many members?"
"Not many, but each is elite, favored by the heavens. Some can part rivers, others move mountains, and a few can traverse the void itself..."
Under Ye Fanchen’s smooth talk, Ye Qing’s resolve crumbled.
He was sold! Parting rivers? Moving mountains? Traversing the void? What level of power was that?
Even Transcendents paled in comparison!
Could there be realms beyond the Transcendent?
Sorry... his imagination fell short. The Transcendent Realm was his limit.
"Come. Work with the Destiny Society, and the benefits will be endless."
"Fine!" Ye Qing gritted his teeth and went all in. "Now, tell me—who’s been screwing with me?"
Ye Fanchen’s eyes narrowed to slits as he uttered two words:
"Jiang Che."
......
"Achoo!"
"Who’s talking crap about me?"
Jiang Che grumbled before smacking Yu Wan'er’s butt. "Was it you?"
Yu Wan'er: "(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻"
"[I @#￥@#!...]"
Hmm, guess not. Jiang Che smirked smugly.
Just then, the system chimed in.
[Ding! The protagonist ‘Chen Hao’ has lost all destiny points. Calculating rewards...]
[Rating: S (A seasoned villain—just a bit of a bastard)]
[Rewards: Epic Treasure Chest x1, Custom System x1, Divine Taiji (Skill)]
[Ding! Host has eliminated three protagonists’ destinies. System upgrade unlocked.]
Jiang Che: "???"
What the hell? Since when did Chen Hao lose his destiny?
But after a moment’s thought, it made sense.
Chen Hao’s luck had been on borrowed time. His family, his little sister, even he himself had all submitted to Jiang Che.
Every one of his cheat abilities was gone—he’d fully surrendered.
Still, the loot was generous.
Jiang Che had opened an Epic Treasure Chest before—nothing too special.
But the next reward caught his eye:
Custom System!
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?
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.”
