Zhou Fan was utterly dumbfounded!
When he entered the system mall, the dazzling array of items before him left him completely stunned.
No matter how composed he usually was, facing this so-called system mall made him feel like a country bumpkin stepping into a grand palace for the first time.
[Super-tier One-Hit Kill Card: Can instantly kill all martial artists below the Nine Revolutions Martial God level, with a small chance of failure. Price: 10 million virtue points.]
[Epic Longevity Pill: Extends lifespan by 10 years without diminishing effects, and can be stacked indefinitely. Price: 300,000 virtue points.]
[Divine Ascension Pill: Immediately advances the user to the Nine Revolutions Martial God realm. Price: 100 million virtue points.]
The sheer variety was overwhelming!
"This... this can't be real? A single card that can kill all experts below the Nine Revolutions Martial God level? How could something so terrifying exist?"
"And that Divine Ascension Pill—just swallow it and instantly become a Nine Revolutions Martial God? What kind of joke is this?"
Zhou Fan's mentality took a hit.
In his previous life, his cultivation had reached the Nine Revolutions Divine Realm, also known as the Martial God Realm—the pinnacle of martial arts!
Yet back then, he had expended immeasurable effort, clawing his way up from a lowly martial family to the apex of the cultivation world. He had crawled through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, battling countless factions, even resorting to sacrificing an entire city just to break through to the Nine Revolutions Martial God Realm!
But now, this so-called system... its rewards shattered his worldview.
His hard-earned Martial God cultivation, his pride and glory, couldn’t even withstand a mere "One-Hit Kill Card"?
And the Divine Ascension Pill—what took him a millennium of bitter cultivation could now be achieved with just one pill?
What was even the point of his struggles?
"Impossible! There’s no such thing as a free lunch!"
"I get it now... This is a trap! I’ve been dragged into someone’s game... Is some big shot playing chess here?"
Zhou Fan rubbed his temples and let out a cold chuckle. "Heh... hehehe!"
So, he’d caught the attention of powerful figures again?
But if he could overturn the chessboard and become the master in his past life, he could do it again in this one!
Zhou Fan glanced at the system mall with disdain. Everything here had to be fake.
As a former Martial God, he’d seen it all—items like these defied the laws of heaven and couldn’t possibly exist. The later listings, like the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array, Great Luo Immortal Embryo, or Ten Thousand Demon Banner... he didn’t even need to look. They were all undoubtedly scams.
But just then—
[Ding! Host has received the ‘Beginner’s Gift Pack.’ Would you like to claim it?]
Zhou Fan immediately tensed up.
A Beginner’s Gift Pack?
What kind of trick was this now?
"Claim it!" Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes. He’d play along and see what the mastermind behind this was plotting.
[Ding! Beginner’s Gift Pack has been delivered! Rewards obtained: 3 Supreme Longevity Pills, 1 Low-tier One-Hit Kill Card, 100,000 virtue points.]
???
Zhou Fan was baffled once more.
This... wasn’t what he expected.
He retrieved the rewards from the system.
The Supreme Longevity Pills—
The moment he took one out, an intense, revitalizing fragrance filled his senses, the sheer vitality making him feel almost weightless.
"This—"
Zhou Fan’s expression twisted in shock. Vitality couldn’t be faked!
In his past life, he’d once obtained a spirit fruit that extended lifespan by 50 years.
But this Longevity Pill’s vitality surpassed even that fruit.
Swallowing hard, Zhou Fan resisted the urge to take it immediately.
Instead, he left and headed to a hospital, where he found an elderly man on the verge of death and force-fed him the pill.
Then, he observed.
What happened next left him stunned.
The dying old man was suddenly revitalized by an inexplicable surge of life force—even his hair began regrowing.
"It really can extend lifespan?!"
[Ding! Host has performed a good deed, selflessly sacrificing a Longevity Pill to save an old man. Reward: 1,000 virtue points.]
Zhou Fan frowned.
Doing good deeds actually earned virtue points?
For a moment, he regretted wasting that Supreme Longevity Pill on the old man.
Saving him only gave 1,000 points, while a single pill cost 300,000 in the system mall. What a terrible trade.
"Whatever. Whether or not some big shot is scheming against me, this system is still an opportunity."
Zhou Fan’s breathing grew heavier.
If this system was real... he was about to soar to unimaginable heights.
He glanced at the later items in the system mall—super treasures priced in the tens of billions.
Immortal Emperors, Sages, Demon Lords, Primordial Gods... He didn’t know what these realms were, but they had to be insanely powerful.
The Martial God Realm was clearly just the beginning.
Even someone as shrewd and cautious as him was slowly falling into the trap.
......
"Zhou Fan’s careful, I’ll give him that. But no matter how crafty a fox is, it’s no match for me."
Jiang Che smirked.
As long as someone had greed, they’d take the bait.
To reel Zhou Fan in, he had to sweeten the deal first.
Still, Jiang Che had to admit—Zhou Fan was the most cautious and paranoid protagonist he’d ever encountered.
"Heh, thinking about laying a hand on my precious Dong'er? Work for me for a hundred years first!"
Jiang Che pulled Dong'er into his arms, playing with her silvery hair. The girl was soft and adorable, and he couldn’t resist keeping her close. Where else would he find such an obedient little angel?
"Wait, no—I should add more safeguards for Dong'er."
He ruffled her hair.
He’d already bought life-saving talismans for all the women around him—items that would teleport them to his side in mortal danger.
"Flawless Defense, Absolute Barrier, Indestructible Golden Body Talismans... load her up with everything!"
Jiang Che splurged nearly 800,000 points on protective gear for Dong'er.
He might be a playboy, but he had a soft spot for every one of his women. Even someone as simple-minded as Dong'er got her share of little romantic gestures—though she already adored him unconditionally.
Just then, his phone rang.
Jiang Che glanced at the screen.
Xiao Sisi was calling.
"What’s this? Didn’t we agree on another week? It’s only been a few days."
Most likely, she was calling about the song he owed her. But Jiang Che wasn’t bothered.
After all, he was the one holding all the cards.
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...
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!
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
