Chen Ningshuang had completely run out of ways to deal with Jiang Che.
In the past, she kept convincing herself that relying on Jiang Che was merely a means to grow stronger—nothing more. But now... she had grown addicted to him, and her original intentions had long since changed. Even her heart had gradually fallen for this mischievous young man.
Chen Ningshuang once proudly declared that she would never love any man in her lifetime—that she would only submit to those stronger than her, but never love them. Yet now... how laughable did that arrogant teenage girl from back then seem?
Hadn’t it only been a short while? And yet, she had already fallen completely.
"Considering your brother’s sake, I’ll reward you for a day."
Chen Ningshuang’s eyes turned blank at his words. "My brother? What about him? Did he cause you trouble again?"
Just the mention of her useless brother made a flicker of anger rise in her heart.
"Oh? What’s this, my Shuang’er? Seems like you hold quite a grudge against Chen Hao now, huh?"
Jiang Che wrapped his arms around Chen Ningshuang’s slender waist and lifted her onto the sandalwood table. The girl instinctively parted her legs slightly.
Chen Ningshuang pouted. Of course she had complaints about her brother.
Chen Hao had often texted her, telling her to "serve Jiang Che well"...
Even though she had indeed fallen for Jiang Che now, hearing Chen Hao’s blunt words still irritated her.
"Jiang Che, if my brother does anything to upset you, don’t hold back on my account—just teach him a lesson. Just don’t kill him."
Jiang Che couldn’t help but laugh, his lips curling slightly.
"Baby, say that again?"
Chen Ningshuang tilted her head, confused, but repeated her words anyway.
"Heh heh."
A sly grin spread across Jiang Che’s face as he pulled out his phone.
That’s right—he had just recorded Chen Ningshuang’s betrayal of Chen Hao.
"Jiang Che, you—!"
Chen Ningshuang hadn’t expected this move, but right now, she was far too eager to enter her "cultivation state" to care.
Jiang Che casually sent the recording to Chen Hao.
Meanwhile, in the Destiny Seekers Association, Chen Hao smirked.
"Jiang Che, this time I risked exposure just to tip you off..."
Clearly, he was still lost in self-satisfaction.
The next second, his phone buzzed with Jiang Che’s reply.
"Hah... Jiang Che, how are you going to thank me this time?"
But the moment he opened the recording, his expression shattered.
"Jiang Che, if my brother pisses you off, just beat him up—spare his life, but don’t hold back..."
The voice was unmistakably his beloved little sister, Shuang’er.
"Jiang Che, you...!"
"After I risked so much to warn you, this is how you repay me?!"
"My Shuang’er, no—!"
...
Jiang Ruoxu had been having a rough time lately—because once again, he had failed at showing off!
[Ding! Host attempted to show off but failed miserably. Penalty: -100 Cool Points.]
[Current Cool Points: -2400.]
"Damn it...!"
The young man was on the verge of losing it. Why did he keep failing at looking cool?
He genuinely didn’t know how to show off. Every attempt ended up painfully awkward, leaving him not only empty-handed but also 2400 Cool Points in debt.
His mentality was about to collapse.
And just then, the "Ring Granny" who had been dormant in his ring—Mo Lianxing—finally woke up.
[Disciple, what are you doing?]
Mo Lianxing was baffled by Jiang Ruoxu’s current state.
The young man stood in the middle of a crowd, striking what he thought was a dashing pose—but to everyone else, he just looked like an idiot.
A few women who weighed at least 300 pounds each sauntered toward him. "Hey there, little brother. How about coming with us? We’ll treat you right... 10,000 a day."
Jiang Ruoxu: "......"
He was seriously about to lose it.
[Master, Master! You’re finally awake!]
After some hesitation, Jiang Ruoxu decided to tell his master about his "Coolness System" and ask for her advice.
After all, he truly had no idea how to show off. Maybe she could help him figure it out?
Soon, he spilled everything about the system like a sack of beans.
Worried that his master might not understand what a "system" was, he even pulled up a few web novels featuring similar concepts.
Mo Lianxing listened in confusion, taking over an hour to finally grasp what this "system" thing was.
It wasn’t her fault—the gap in understanding was simply too vast. It was like trying to explain anime waifus to an ancient scholar.
"So... 'showing off' means you have to flaunt yourself, right? Be an attention-seeker?"
"Exactly! Master, can you give me some pointers? I just can’t pull it off." Jiang Ruoxu looked miserable.
"Well... I’m not exactly an expert in this either."
Mo Lianxing was just as lost. If even Jiang Ruoxu, a modern person, couldn’t figure it out, how was she, an ancient, supposed to help?
This was like asking a tiger to climb a tree.
"Master, my system’s shop has Body Tempering Pills, Soul Nourishing Pills, and more..."
Jiang Ruoxu’s words instantly piqued Mo Lianxing’s interest.
"Disciple, what did you say? Body Tempering Pills?!"
Mo Lianxing’s usually dignified voice cracked with excitement, revealing a hint of a youthful, almost girlish tone.
"Yep. And not just any—top-grade Body Tempering Pills. There are also spirit tools, talismans, elixirs, and all sorts of treasures..."
"Top-grade Body Tempering Pills?!"
Now Mo Lianxing couldn’t stay calm. In her current state as a remnant soul, only a top-grade Body Tempering Pill could restore her original body.
"Disciple, come here—let your master think of something for you."
Mo Lianxing immediately took on the role of a strategist.
Inside the soul-nurturing space of the ring, a faint, ethereal figure flickered in and out of view. Though just a wisp of a soul, there was an undeniable aura of breathtaking beauty about her.
Suddenly, Mo Lianxing seemed to have an epiphany.
"Disciple! Wear a white robe, carry a sword on your back, and perform sword dances—somewhere crowded, the more people the better!"
She recalled the sword cultivators from her time in the Spirit Realm—70% of them dressed exactly like that, while the remaining 30% wore black.
Back then, she used to mock them as "tofu-heads," but now it seemed... this was what her disciple called "showing off"?
Jiang Ruoxu hesitated. "Master... will that really work? I’m pretty introverted. Sword dancing in public..."
"Then how about drinking and composing poetry? That’s even more refined."
Jiang Ruoxu’s lips twitched. Poetry? He scored 64 in Chinese during his middle school exams—he could barely recognize half the characters, let alone compose verse!
"Ahem, Master, I think sword dancing suits me better."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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!
