"Ahhh, this feels amazing~~~~"
Chen Hao on the third floor was enjoying a full-body massage with aromatic oils from a foreign masseuse.
Of course, he hadn't forgotten about Yang Ming's situation.
[Ding! Host successfully screwed over Yang Ming, gaining 5,000 "Screw You" points.]
The brutal beating had brought Chen Hao a hefty profit.
"Yang Ming is a Chosen One after all—he won't die so easily. But even if he survives this time, I’ll still take his clairvoyant eyes."
A ruthless glint flashed in Chen Hao's eyes.
Ever since binding with the "Screw You" System, he had completely embraced the darkness—no emotions, no mercy.
To him, everyone marked as a "screw-you target" was just prey. Nothing more.
About ten minutes later, the system chimed again.
[Ding! Host completed the mission—gouging out Yang Ming’s clairvoyant eyes. Reward: 100,000 "Screw You" points.]
Chen Hao snapped his fingers. "But I can’t let him die. He’s still a good cash cow."
With that, he pulled up his pants and rushed out.
Seeing Yang Ming half-dead with both eyes gouged out, Chen Hao immediately turned on the waterworks, tears streaming down his face like a seasoned actor.
[Wait… huh? This guy can’t even see me. Who am I crying for?]
The tears stopped mid-flow.
"Let go of my brother!" Chen Hao’s voice boomed across the casino.
Yang Ming, barely clinging to life, seemed to grasp at this lifeline. "Brother Chen! Brother Chen, save me!"
"Little Yang, I’m too late~~~"
Chen Hao’s wails were downright heartbreaking. Then, with a display of grandmaster-level prowess, he stunned the crowd, flexed his dominance, and took Yang Ming away.
......
"Damn, Chen Hao’s got a traitorous streak now? Playing mind games?"
Jiang Che had noticed Chen Hao’s every move—after all, the guy had just exploded with over two million points. There was no hiding that kind of energy.
"But bro-in-law, even if you’ve got a rebellious bone, you’re still in my palm. Heh heh heh—"
After his luck ran dry, Chen Hao had gradually morphed into the prototype of a villain.
"Jiang Che, what’s wrong with my brother?" Chen Ningshuang asked, puzzled.
"Nothing much. I’m just in a bad mood. When we train later, you might have to endure a bit of hardship."
Chen Ningshuang’s eyes lit up. She was just one step away from becoming a grandmaster!
By now, she had grown dependent on Jiang Che’s help in cultivation. Once you’ve ridden a sports car, who’d want to go back to a tricycle? Impossible!
"I… I don’t mind. Jiang Che, as long as you can help me break through to grandmaster, it’s fine."
Her delicate face was filled with unwavering determination—pure thirst for power, no distractions.
...
Evening.
"Boom—"
A dull thud echoed as Chen Ningshuang lost control of her surging internal energy, nearly blowing up the bed.
At the same time, her cultivation officially crossed the threshold from peak master to grandmaster.
A faint martial domain enveloped the entire Jiang family villa.
Jiang Che, however, was in an awkward spot. His cultivation talent was abysmal—stuck at peak master, unable to advance to grandmaster no matter how many dual cultivation sessions he tried.
"Jiang Che, I did it."
Chen Ningshuang’s face radiated unparalleled excitement. Once upon a time, becoming a grandmaster had been her lifelong goal.
Even with her confidence in her talent, she had estimated it would take at least fifteen years.
But now? In less than half a year by Jiang Che’s side, she had achieved it. This terrifying speed was something she’d never dared dream of!
"Heh… Satisfied already? My cultivation talent might suck, but my ‘root bone’ doesn’t!"
Jiang Che smirked suggestively. By now, Chen Ningshuang was a seasoned veteran—she knew exactly what he meant.
"Whether it sucks or not… I’ll have to test it myself." She smirked, her eyes as alluring as a fox’s.
Just then—
BAM!
The bedroom door was kicked open.
"What the hell are you two doing?! Can’t you let people sleep? Renovating or fighting in here?!"
Yu Wan'er stood there in pajamas, barefoot, rubbing her sleepy eyes but fuming with rage.
The noise from Chen Ningshuang’s breakthrough had jolted the little loli awake. Forced out of sleep, she was now fearless and ready to throw hands with anyone.
Chen Ningshuang winced. "Sorry, Wan'er… Didn’t mean to disturb you."
Jiang Che licked his lips and waved a hand. "Yu Wan'er, your cultivation’s lacking too. Let me help you break through to Transform Force."
A surge of energy yanked Yu Wan'er right into his grasp.
Chen Ningshuang blinked, then quickly understood Jiang Che’s intentions, her cheeks flushing slightly.
...
"Knock knock knock—"
Someone rapped on the door.
"Which bastard is knocking now?" Jiang Che cursed inwardly.
[Jiang Che, I’m sorry >︿<]
"Shh, quiet. Someone’s here." He pressed a hand over the little loli’s mouth to silence her.
[You @#￥&!@!]
Jiang Che stuffed Yu Wan'er under the blankets—she was so tiny, she disappeared completely.
"Jiang Che? You… still awake?"
Gu Lingfei stepped inside after knocking.
"Lingfei-jie, what’s up? Hmm—"
Jiang Che’s eye twitched. This damn loli was taking advantage of the situation to mess with him?!
A big-shot villain like him, outplayed by a brat? He’d have to reclaim his dignity later.
"Che, it’s nothing major. I’ve got a class reunion coming up. Wanna come with me? You can pretend to be my boyfriend..."
Jiang Che’s lips curled.
"Lingfei-jie, didn’t you study abroad? You lived overseas for seven or eight years. What classmates are these?"
Gu Lingfei sighed. "High school classmates. They insisted on inviting me. A close friend is dragging me along—I couldn’t refuse."
Jiang Che facepalmed. Was this the classic "class reunion" trope from urban novels?
This plotline appeared in almost every damn book—eleven out of ten, even. And now he was stuck in it?
Logically, Gu Lingfei was now the CEO of a listed company. Her high school classmates were in a completely different world—the class divide was like heaven and earth.
"So the issue isn’t with Gu Lingfei. That means someone else triggered this ‘class reunion’ trope. Another Chosen One, perhaps?"
Jiang Che’s interest was piqued. Ever since becoming a villain, he’d grown hyper-aware of these cliché plotlines.
"Lingfei-jie, who’s this ‘close friend’ of yours?"
Jiang Che narrowed his eyes and asked.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?!
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!
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?!
