"Damn, this Ye Liangchen really got the short end of the stick, huh? Flexing earned him 210 years of internal energy, but failing the flex cost him 250 years? So now he owes the system 40 years?"
After checking Ye Liangchen's flexing records in the system, Jiang Che couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Talk about bad luck!
Is this what they call "trying to flex and ending up getting wrecked"?
"I seriously suspect this so-called 'Ultimate Flex System' was just developed by someone to mess with the protagonist's head," Jiang Che muttered.
"This system is a total scam if you ask me."
Jiang Che sighed. He had already chosen the perfect candidate for the "Ultimate Flex System."
No matter how trashy the system was, it was still a system—no way he’d let an outsider benefit from it. Of course, it had to go to his little cousin, Jiang Ruoxu!
And maybe skim some points off him in the process.
So Jiang Che tweaked the source code of the "Ultimate Flex System."
Originally, Ye Liangchen’s system was painfully simple—rewards were just internal energy, nothing fancy.
But Jiang Che modified it, changing the reward from internal energy to "Flex Points" and linking it to his own system.
Similar to Chen Hao’s "Scam Points," for every 1 Flex Point Jiang Ruoxu earned, Jiang Che would get 10 points. Jiang Ruoxu would also have a system store, stocked with goods supplied by Jiang Che.
Of course, if Jiang Ruoxu failed a flex, there’d be penalties—deducting Flex Points, and those lost points? Straight into Jiang Che’s pocket.
Just like a boss docking your paycheck.
"OK, debugging complete!"
Another little cash cow secured—Jiang Che couldn’t suppress his grin.
A 1:10 profit ratio was the system’s limit, not the limit of Jiang Che’s greed!
If there were no restrictions, he could’ve set it to 1:100,000,000 and drained his own system dry.
"Wait, now that I think about it… my little cousin still has that 'Ring Grandpa' with him, right? Wonder if the system will freak the old man out?"
What kind of sparks would fly when an ancient cheat clashed with a modern one?
Jiang Che couldn’t wait to find out.
"Go forth and flex, my foolish little brother!"
...
"Achoo—!"
Jiang Ruoxu, deep in his martial arts training, suddenly sneezed, an inexplicable feeling creeping over him.
Like something had just locked onto him.
Then, in the next second, a voice echoed in his mind.
[Ding! The Ultimate Flex System has located a host. Would you like to bind?]
[Ding! Binding successful.]
Jiang Ruoxu nearly jumped out of his skin. "What the hell?!"
He was, after all, a martial arts master at the peak of the Zongshi realm, with a powerful master hidden in his ring. Even a Grandmaster couldn’t sneak up on him unnoticed.
"Master… did you hear something just now?"
Unfortunately, his master remained aloof and silent.
Meanwhile, the system repeated its message, and this time Jiang Ruoxu heard it clearly.
"What? A system?!"
After a brief moment of shock, overwhelming excitement took over.
As a 15-year-old, he’d read plenty of wish-fulfillment novels, but as the prodigy of the ancient Jiang Family, he never quite got the appeal of those stories.
But the overpowered systems in them? Now those left an impression.
"Ultimate Flex System? What exactly can you do?"
[Ding! This system is named the Ultimate Flex System. Host can earn Flex Points by flexing, which can be exchanged for any item in the system store.]
Hearing this, Jiang Ruoxu’s heart raced. He eagerly opened the system store.
Both Chen Hao’s "Scam God System" and Jiang Ruoxu’s "Flex System" had stores copied directly from Jiang Che’s—except everything was marked up ten times the original price.
What did that mean? For every 1 pill they bought from Jiang Che, they had to cough up the value of 100. Even capitalists would shed tears at this exploitation!
Low wages, sky-high prices.
"Whoa—" Jiang Ruoxu’s excitement surged.
"So many incredible things?"
His eyes darted around, overwhelmed by the options.
Many of these items were legendary—even life-extending elixirs and youth-preserving potions were available.
"Life-Extending Pill? Adds ten years to your lifespan?"
Jiang Ruoxu thought of his grandfather, Jiang Yunhuang, and clenched his fists. "Grandfather, you’ve shielded the Jiang Family for decades. It’s time I carry the burden."
"Just 10,000 Flex Points? Flexing… who can’t do that? I’ll single-handedly lead the Jiang Family to immortality!"
"Wait, there’s even a Body Refining Pill here? Only a million Flex Points? Master… I’ll prove I’m no worse than Jiang Che!"
Mentioning Jiang Che made Jiang Ruoxu smirk.
"Jiang Che, now that I have this system, crushing you will be child’s play."
"But since you’ve treated me well, if you’re willing to call me 'big brother'… maybe I’ll carry you along!"
[Ding! Host has performed an audacious and idiotic flex. Penalty: -100 Flex Points.]
Jiang Ruoxu’s face froze.
What the—?!
Not a single point earned, and now I’m 100 in the hole? And it called me an idiot?!
How am I supposed to play this game now?!
His mentality was in shambles.
......
Evening.
A thunderstorm rolled over Hangcheng.
Though the rain poured outside, the Jiang Family Villa remained warm and cozy.
The entire estate was brightly lit, and the maids had retreated indoors to rest.
By the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor, Yu Wan'er sat cross-legged on the carpet in her pajamas, chin propped on her hands as she gazed outside. Her petite legs stretched out, bare feet peeking out—her delicate toes as pale and tender as bamboo shoots.
"Jiang Che, you know what? I love rainy days. I really, really love them," Yu Wan'er murmured absently.
Beside her, Jiang Che leaned lazily against the window, exuding an air of effortless arrogance.
"When I was little, I’d hide under the covers during storms… outside, the world was chaos, but I had a safe little home. That feeling of warmth… nothing compares."
Jiang Che glanced at the sentimental little girl and casually dropped a hand onto her backside.
"Where’d a kid like you learn to be so philosophical? That ‘warm feeling’… the happiest you get is when your eyes turn into little hearts!"
Yu Wan'er bristled. "You brute! And you call yourself a top scholar?"
Jiang Che raised a brow. "Yeah, yeah, I’m a brute. And you’d know just how ‘brutal’ I can be, right?"
Yu Wan'er rolled her eyes.
After spending half a year with Jiang Che, she knew his habits all too well.
At times like this, you absolutely must not provoke him—not even in thought—or you’ll only be setting yourself up for misery.
...
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the night.
"Boom—" A clap of thunder roared.
Next door, Shen Yu jolted awake. The usually composed girl actually showed a flicker of fear in her eyes.
But she said nothing, only curling up against the headboard like a little hedgehog.
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.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
