"Jiang Che, it's been a while since you last touched Sister Feifei, hasn't it?"
Ye Mengyao stood behind Jiang Che, dressed in a nightgown, her bare feet delicate and alluring, with high arches and slender calves that were irresistibly captivating. Her eyes were half-lidded, clearly still drowsy from sleep, and she held a toothbrush between her lips, her mouth foaming with toothpaste.
Jiang Che turned his head and smiled, giving Ye Mengyao's perky backside a playful pat.
"What's the matter? Weren't you always the jealous type?"
Ye Mengyao rolled her eyes. "What's the point of being jealous? You’ll still flirt around anyway. Did you gobble up Shen Yu too?"
"Ahem, Yao Yao, that’s not the right way to put it. A gentleman’s actions can’t be called ‘gobbling.’ It should be called ‘plucking the flower’!"
Ye Mengyao smirked sarcastically. "As expected of a top scholar—so cultured with words."
"You flatter me—"
"Yao Yao, I made congee for breakfast. Let me get you a bowl."
Jiang Che leisurely walked to the kitchen and scooped a bowl of millet congee for Ye Mengyao.
The young woman sipped it daintily. In the Jiang household... opportunities to be alone with Jiang Che like this were rare.
"Jiang Che... I... can I ask you something? It’s been bothering me for a long time~"
Ye Mengyao hesitated before finally speaking up.
"Go ahead," Jiang Che said, propping his chin on one hand.
"Did you like me first... or did you like Wan'er first?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Ye Mengyao blushed furiously and lowered her head.
Even though she and Jiang Che had already shared countless intimate moments, when it came to matters of the heart... she still turned shy like a lovestruck maiden.
Jiang Che couldn’t help but laugh. This girl... still hadn’t let go of her old insecurities!
Though Jiang Che had "enlightened" Ye Mengyao countless times, she still harbored deep regret over her past self—a scheming, manipulative girl.
If only she had recognized her true feelings back then, would Jiang Che have belonged to her alone?
"Of course I liked you first!"
"But then I met Yu Wan'er and realized that this silly, clumsy, and scheming little girl was pretty cute too..."
Jiang Che’s words secretly delighted Ye Mengyao.
Confirmed. Even if she wasn’t the most favored now, at the very least... she was Jiang Che’s first love!!!
"Jiang Che!!!!! Who are you calling silly, clumsy, and scheming???"
A voice, both childish and murderous, cut through the air.
Yu Wan'er felt like she was about to explode with rage!
You can call me silly and clumsy—fine, lies aren’t daggers. But you can’t call me scheming in front of Yao Yao-jie! The truth is the sharpest blade of all!
"Wan'er... shh... calm down," Qin Qiaoqiao picked Yu Wan'er up.
"Qiaoqiao-jie, let me go... I’m gonna fight him!"
Jiang Che smirked at Yu Wan'er. Little wildcat... time to turn up the heat today.
Before, I let you off easy. But today, I’ll stab a few truths into your heart—let’s see if you can still act smug.
Jiang Che wrapped an arm around Ye Mengyao and shot Yu Wan'er a challenging look.
"Tsk tsk tsk, was I wrong? Aren’t you just a scheming little brat?"
Yu Wan'er’s heart skipped a beat at his words.
"Y-You’re the one who’s scheming! How could a tiny girl like me, barely five feet tall, have any schemes?"
Her survival instincts were in full swing!
But Jiang Che wasn’t about to let her off the hook. The timing was perfect—time to expose Yu Wan'er’s shameful past.
"Was I wrong? Yao Yao... let me tell you, this ‘best friend’ of yours is full of tricks!"
"Back then, I..."
Jiang Che embellished the story of how he’d caught Yu Wan'er cheating, laying out every detail.
"She even said you were gullible and easy to fool..."
Yu Wan'er’s scalp went numb, her eyes reddening with fury.
"Stupid Jiang Che, shut up! I’ll tear your mouth off!"
She lunged into Jiang Che’s arms, trying to cover his mouth, only to fall right into his trap.
"Yao Yao-jie... I’m sorry, my intentions back then really weren’t pure..."
Tears welled up in Yu Wan'er’s eyes, her pitiful act still flawless—the little green tea routine never failed!
Jiang Che continued twisting the knife. "‘Not pure’? Yao Yao... she was just using you as an ATM!"
If this had happened before, exposing Yu Wan'er’s secrets might have sparked a heartbreaking showdown.
But now... Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao were already ‘battle-tested’ sisters-in-arms. Heartbreak was off the table—this was just unbearably awkward.
"You’re the ATM! You’re the ATM! I hate you so much—"
Tear streaks still fresh, Yu Wan'er bit down hard on Jiang Che’s shoulder.
She meant it—like she wanted to rip off a chunk of flesh.
But as she gnawed, her head eventually buried itself into Jiang Che’s shoulder, as if she wanted to disappear into him. She couldn’t face anyone anymore.
Ye Mengyao blinked in surprise, then burst out laughing.
"Jiang Che, stop teasing Wan'er. She’s crying."
"Of course I knew. Wan'er’s mom was seriously ill back then. I’m not stupid—I was actually pretty sharp."
Yu Wan'er lifted her head, her eyes red like a bullied little rabbit.
"Yao Yao-jie... you... you knew all along that I was scamming you?"
"Scamming? What kind of sisters wouldn’t help each other out?" Ye Mengyao smiled warmly.
Yu Wan'er completely broke down, sobbing even harder.
"You jerk, don’t hug me..."
Ugh, youth is wasted on the young—mistaking Jiang Che for a treasure instead of cherishing her bestie... pfft, as if she’d ever consider this pervert a treasure!
Yu Wan'er clutched Ye Mengyao’s hand, tears still glistening, but she shot Jiang Che a triumphant glare, her whole demeanor haughty.
Hmph! As if a loser like you could ever drive a wedge between me and Yao Yao-jie!
Dream on!
Jiang Che smirked and spoke leisurely.
"Yu Wan'er, Yao Yao is too kind to hold a grudge, but I’m a different story..."
Yu Wan'er: "..."
Danger!!!
......
Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the "Human Pavilion" within the Chosen Ones Association.
Ye Qing had followed Ye Fanchen and the others into the heart of the organization.
His worldview had been completely shattered.
The people here possessed all sorts of abilities—fortune-tellers, miracle doctors, feng shui masters... though these were all tricks he himself knew.
What truly stunned him were the power-wielders!
He envied them deeply—some could even fly or teleport through space.
Ye Fanchen watched Ye Qing’s dumbfounded expression with disdain.
So what if you’re a peak grandmaster in martial arts? You still look like a country bumpkin who’s never seen the world.
"What you’ve entered is merely the lowest tier of our Chosen Ones Association—the ‘Human Pavilion.’"
"Our association is divided into three pavilions—Human, Earth, and Heaven. The Human Pavilion is responsible for recruiting those with gifts from the mundane world."
Ye Qing was floored!
What he saw was actually just the most underwhelming Earth Pavilion?
Then the Earth Pavilion and Heaven Pavilion... must be even more incredible?
In that hazy moment, it seemed as though a tremendous opportunity was coming his way!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
