"Tsk tsk tsk, this so-called 'Child of Destiny' died a truly gruesome death—his eyeballs even popped out."
Jiang Che glanced at the image on his phone, a look of disgust flashing across his face.
But the thing he wanted had finally fallen into his hands.
[The Do-Gooder System]
[By performing good deeds, the bound user can earn 'Kindness Points,' which can be exchanged for items in the system's store.]
Jiang Che skimmed through the products in this "Do-Gooder System's" shop.
All of them were low-tier gadgets and items, barely capable of elevating the host to the level of a Grandmaster martial artist at best.
This system was practically bottom-tier, if not worse.
"Time for another round of DIY—heh heh heh—"
Jiang Che rubbed his hands together.
Since this system was meant for Zhou Fan, the shop had to be dazzlingly extravagant—otherwise, how could he possibly fool him?
After all, Zhou Fan was a protagonist who had seen the world. Ordinary trinkets wouldn’t cut it!
Jiang Che simply copied his own system shop over, but jacked up the prices by tenfold.
"Still, this alone doesn’t feel enough..."
"Nine Revolutions Golden Pill: A divine elixir forged by the Three Pure Ones. Consuming it instantly elevates the user to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. Price: 10 billion Virtue Points."
"Slaughter Immortal Sword Array: Capable of annihilating all beings below the Sage level and sealing an entire Primordial World. Price: 50 billion Virtue Points."
"Chaos Demon Banner: The ultimate demonic treasure, capable of refining all things in existence. A weapon of the Immortal Emperor, said to be the lifebound artifact of the first Demon Emperor who split heaven and earth."
Of course, none of these terrifying items actually existed in Jiang Che’s system shop. They were pure fabrications, designed to dazzle Zhou Fan. With price tags in the tens of billions, there was no way he could afford them anyway.
The more outrageous the claims, the better—it was all about dangling an impossibly grand carrot.
But for someone like Zhou Fan, a mere carrot wouldn’t suffice. This guy was a crafty old fox. He needed a taste of real benefits upfront—just like gambling. The house doesn’t fear winners; it fears players who quit early.
Once Zhou Fan became dependent on the system, this little demon would be firmly in Jiang Che’s grasp.
Even if the truth came out later, Jiang Che would still have Zhou Fan—this backstabbing rebel—under his thumb.
"Jiang Che~ Why are you grinning like that?"
A slightly resentful voice whispered into Jiang Che’s ear. Chen Ningshuang’s expression carried a hint of pouting displeasure.
Jiang Che hadn’t taken her to cultivate in nearly two weeks, and her progress had stagnated.
Chen Ningshuang’s cultivation had already reached the terrifying late-stage Grandmaster realm, just slightly behind Dong'er.
This once-proud genius girl was now utterly inseparable from Jiang Che.
If her solo cultivation speed was like Usain Bolt sprinting 100 meters, then cultivating with Jiang Che was like boarding a jet—completely incomparable.
Chen Ningshuang leaned in closer, her fragrant breath tickling Jiang Che’s ear. Even he couldn’t help but feel a stir of desire.
She was practically a fox spirit—who could resist that?
Jiang Che was a man who followed his whims. Some things... were best left to his instincts. After all, his gut had never steered him wrong.
With a sweep of his arm, he pulled the slender-waisted girl close.
Before getting down to business, Jiang Che thoughtfully sent the newly crafted "Sage System" to Zhou Fan.
......
Meanwhile, Zhou Fan was deep in cultivation.
Using the "Ten Thousand Souls Demonic Bamboo," he had created a secluded barrier, isolating himself completely from the outside world. Within this domain, he could cultivate without restraint—even a Heaven-Shattering expert wouldn’t detect him.
Inside the barrier, Zhou Fan’s body seethed with billowing dark energy. Before him hovered a pitch-black orb pulsating with demonic power.
"Hah... The Ten Thousand Souls Demonic Bamboo truly lives up to its name as a treasure of the demonic realm. Who dares disturb me here? Who can?"
"Heh heh heh—"
Zhou Fan’s laughter was icy, the demonic aura around him thickening.
But just then, a mechanical voice echoed in his ears.
[Ding! The Supreme Sage System has located its host. Would you like to bind?]
In an instant, the demonic energy around Zhou Fan scattered violently, and he nearly suffered a qi deviation from shock.
Fortunately, as a demonic cultivator, qi deviation wasn’t a concern.
"Who’s there? Who spoke?"
Zhou Fan shot to his feet.
Who?
Who could breach the Ten Thousand Souls Demonic Bamboo’s barrier without a sound?
Could it be a high-level Heaven-Shattering expert? Or even a half-step Divine Ascension powerhouse?
But that was impossible. Earth’s spiritual energy had long withered. Heaven-Shattering experts couldn’t emerge, let alone Divine Ascension beings.
[Ding! This system is called the 'Supreme Sage System.' Host, would you like to bind?]
"System???"
Zhou Fan’s eyes widened in shock.
For a moment, he couldn’t even process what a "system" was. After living over a thousand years in another world, his memories of Earth had faded.
But faintly, he sensed this might be an opportunity!
Anything that could invade his mind undetected had to be at least Divine Ascension-tier.
Yet, his cautious nature kept him from celebrating. A millennium in the other world had taught him one truth: the heavens never rained blessings—only traps. The greedy never lived long.
"What are you?"
The system was speechless. This guy was way too paranoid.
[This system is called the Sage System. It will nurture you into the ultimate sage. By performing good deeds, you will earn 'Virtue Points,' exchangeable for countless items in the system shop.]
Zhou Fan burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"Hahaha! A Sage System? You want me to do good deeds for Virtue Points? I, Zhou Fan, am a Demon God! And you expect me to play the saint? How laughable!"
"Kill one, and you’re a criminal. Slay a million, and you’re a conqueror. I’ve slaughtered no fewer than eight million souls, and you want me to be a saint?"
"Never. I walk the demonic path—a road of defiance, forsaken by heaven itself. My dao heart is unshakable. I will never be a 'good person.'"
Zhou Fan smirked. He didn’t know what this "system" was, but he was certain it was a trap.
Perhaps he was already a pawn in some grand scheme.
[Heh. I don’t know who’s moving the pieces, but if you think you can use Zhou Fan as a chess piece... you’d better prepare for me to flip the board.]
After a brief contemplation, Zhou Fan casually glanced at the so-called system shop.
And the next second—his mind went blank.
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?!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
