[Ding! Host successfully showed off, rewarded with 100 Show-off Points.]
[Ding! Host pulled off a stylish stunt, rewarded with 200 Show-off Points.]
As the old saying goes, those who heed advice never go hungry!
Jiang Ruoxu changed into a white traditional Hanfu outfit, tied a headband inscribed with ancient seal script around his forehead, and strapped a longsword to his back. The whole ensemble gave him the aura of a legendary swordsman from ancient times.
The fact that Jiang Yunhuang managed to marry over a dozen concubines in his youth was proof enough that the Jiang family had good genes. At the very least, Jiang Ruoxu was far more handsome than those pretty-boy idols in the entertainment industry.
He was practicing swordplay in a park, all for the sake of showing off—marketing it as "A Young Master Swordsman's Performance!"
A martial arts master wielding a sword naturally exuded an air of grandeur, with dazzling special effects worthy of a multi-million-dollar production, leaving onlookers utterly mesmerized.
The fallen leaves on the ground swirled into the air, swept up by the fierce sword energy, while the sharp ringing of the blade echoed through the surroundings, thrilling the growing crowd.
Within just ten minutes, hundreds had gathered around the park, and the numbers kept rising!
Though martial artists were no secret in Dragon Country, grandmasters were still exceedingly rare—out of a population of over a billion, only a few hundred existed.
With so many people around, it wasn’t long before smartphones came out to capture the moment.
And so, much like Ye Liangchen, the previous host of the "Ultimate Show-off System," Jiang Ruoxu quickly discovered a new way to utilize his system!
[Ding! Host successfully awed 30,000 live-stream viewers, rewarded with 3,000 Show-off Points.]
Jiang Ruoxu’s eyes lit up, excitement surging through him.
[Master, Master, I know what to do now—live streaming! I’ll start a channel to show off!]
[Master, you have to believe me. I’ll earn enough to buy you a Body Refinement Pill in no time!]
A glance at the price of the Supreme Body Refinement Pill made him gulp—a whopping 10 million Show-off Points. The standard version cost only 1 million, but his master deserved nothing but the best.
...
"Hah, this kid’s got some flair!"
How could Jiang Che not notice such a massive influx of points in his system?
Jiang Ruoxu’s latest stunt had earned him 5,000 Show-off Points, which translated to 50,000 points for Jiang Che.
Of course, in Jiang Che’s system, a Supreme Body Refinement Pill only cost 1 million points.
But what truly shocked him was... Jiang Ruoxu’s ring didn’t contain an old man?
Instead, it was an "old granny"?
Well, her voice didn’t sound elderly—after all, protagonists of destiny always had their perks. It was probably some fallen celestial beauty from the upper realm.
"Little bro, this kind of opportunity is a dragon’s den for you—way too deep, way too dangerous. You can’t handle it!"
"But don’t worry, big bro’s got you covered!"
Jiang Che grinned.
It wasn’t like he was stealing without giving anything back—the "Ultimate Show-off System" was his gift to Jiang Ruoxu, after all.
That’s right, Jiang Che had his sights set on Jiang Ruoxu’s master!
Lolis, domineering beauties, aloof geniuses, even catgirls—he’d tasted them all, in every way imaginable. But a celestial fairy? That was uncharted territory.
Speaking of catgirls, Shen Yu’s little orange tabby deserved a mention.
After consuming an Enlightenment Pill, Huangdoufen (Soybean Powder) was clearly different from ordinary animals. A spark of intelligence gleamed in her eyes.
Sometimes, she’d tilt her head at Jiang Che, watching him curiously, and she’d grown quite clingy too.
So Jiang Che fed her a temporary Humanization Pill.
In an instant, Huangdoufen took human form!
Despite gaining sentience, she remained adorably tiny.
Her long orange hair cascaded down, and her little cat ears twitched cutely. She stared at her tiny hands in wonder, even grabbing her own tail to nibble on it—only to wince in pain.
"You’re such a hopeless, irredeemable pervert."
Su Mianmian appeared, shooting Jiang Che a glare before draping her jacket over Huangdoufen’s shoulders.
Standing nearly 5'7", Su Mianmian’s jacket practically swallowed the petite catgirl, who barely reached 4'11".
"You absolute creep! First you made Mianmian-jie transform because she’s a transmigrator, and now you’re doing this to Huangdoufen too?"
Yu Wan'er joined the scolding, rushing over to bundle the little catgirl up tightly.
Jiang Che scoffed, lounging on the sofa and beckoning Huangdoufen with a "pspsps."
But to his embarrassment, she merely glanced at him before resuming her tail-chewing antics.
"Hah! She’s ignoring you, you horndog! A walking, talking libido on legs!"
Yu Wan'er’s verbal jabs packed a punch—this bratty girl had a knack for pushing men’s buttons.
Jiang Che was the only one who indulged her. In any other setting—say, an eroge—a tsundere like her would end up as a certain Western dessert.
Jiang Che glanced up. "Huangdoufen’s intelligence is developing fast. You can start teaching her to speak and read now."
Right now, Huangdoufen was like a blank canvas, waiting to be painted—giving off serious "raising sim" vibes.
Just then, Shen Yu walked over, scooped up Huangdoufen, and left without a word—not even sparing Jiang Che a glance.
The atmosphere turned icy. Sensing danger, Ye Mengyao and the others quickly made themselves scarce.
"Wan'er, let’s bounce!"
Ye Mengyao, ever the loyal friend, hoisted Yu Wan'er onto her shoulder and bolted.
The girls fled swiftly—but one brave (or foolish) soul remained.
"Jiang Che, if you’re angry... you can take it out on me."
Unsurprisingly, only the obsessive Bai Jie would say something like that.
Seeing her eager expression, Jiang Che nearly lost his composure.
Honestly, Bai Jie’s antics were equal parts baffling and amusing.
This girl was the epitome of a masochist—a full-blown M.
Too bad Jiang Che wasn’t into BDSM.
Sure, he had his kinks, but not that far.
"Ah, out of all these girls, my Dong'er is still the sweetest and most well-behaved."
Jiang Che sighed inwardly as he walked over to Dong'er.
After all, who could resist an adorable, silver-haired loli who obeyed his every word?
[Master... hug me...]

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!"

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?!

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.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!