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."
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
n] Top-tier player Zhou Yi died and was reborn into the body of a hopeless simp who shared his name. His first love callously dumped him for a rich heir, his childhood sweetheart saw him as an embarrassment, the ice-cold campus beauty looked down on him—every woman he ever loved treated him like a pathetic doormat. But later, his ex came crawling back in tears: "Yi, I was wrong. Please take me back." His childhood sweetheart became hopelessly devoted: "Yi, just one more glance from you is all I ask." The aloof campus belle blushed as she handed him a love letter: "Zhou Yi, I was blind before. Will you accept my feelings?" To all of them, Zhou Yi just smiled. "Sorry, too late. I’m done with love." Oh, and he also gained a system—every time he earned a woman’s affection, his looks improved and his bank account grew. Soon, he became the nation’s most eligible bachelor, with socialites and heiresses begging for his attention...
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
