"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.
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.”
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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!
