"Kekeke—"
Zhou Fan's laughter was eerily sinister.
After two days of verification, he had finally confirmed it... this 'Supreme Sage System' was absolutely real!
By doing good deeds, he could accumulate virtue points, which could then be used to purchase overpowered items in the system's store.
In just two days, he had already amassed 6,000 virtue points—averaging 3,000 per day!
Though the amount seemed small now, what if it piled up over time?
3,000 points a day meant 3 million in 10,000 days, and 100 million in just over 30,000 days!
And 30,000 days? A mere century.
With 100 million virtue points, he could exchange for the 'Nine Revolutions Divinity Card,' instantly ascending to the pinnacle of martial divinity.
In his past life, he had clawed his way through mountains of corpses, slaughtering brothers, wives, friends, and foes alike... It took him a millennium to reach the Nine Revolutions Divinity Realm. The suffering he endured was known only to him.
But now? Just by being a do-gooder, he could achieve divinity in a hundred years!
Even more terrifying... the system's longevity pills had no diminishing returns. Eternal life was no longer a pipe dream!
With time came opportunity, and Zhou Fan had patience and perseverance in spades. Even if it took ten thousand years of small good deeds... he didn’t dare imagine how strong he’d become.
"But this could also be a trap set specifically for me. I must stay vigilant!"
Zhou Fan wasn’t blinded by euphoria—instead, he remained eerily calm.
"This so-called 'newbie gift pack' might just be bait to lure me in."
"Still, whoever developed this system and attached it to me without notice must far surpass the Divinity Realm. Would they really need to use a reincarnated martial artist like me as a pawn?"
Zhou Fan couldn’t help but overanalyze.
It made no sense.
Even now, he was convinced this was a scheme.
But from a conspiracy standpoint, it was illogical. The system was too overpowered, and he was just a reincarnated martial artist—not even worthy of being a chess piece.
"If they’re not after my past or present... are they plotting against my future? Could I reach some unfathomable realm later, prompting enemies to set a trap in advance?"
Paranoia and persecution complexes were a dangerous mix, and Zhou Fan was deep in it.
On one hand, he was thrilled by the 'Supreme Sage System.' On the other, he feared becoming someone’s puppet.
[Ding! This system is the Supreme Sage System. Host, you carry immense destiny—you are the fabled Chosen One, destined to accumulate supreme virtue and ascend as the Sage of Merit, wielding universal compassion to enlighten all beings.]
???
This was the first time the system had spoken unprompted since binding with him.
"Sage of Merit? Heh... In my past life, I bathed in blood. Now I’m bound to a virtue system? You expect me to abandon slaughter and ascend through good deeds? You think I’d believe that?"
Zhou Fan still refused to trust it.
In his past life, he was a demonic cultivator, reviled by the heavens—even his tribulation lightning tried to obliterate him.
Now, reborn, he was the Chosen One? What a joke. Had this world’s heavens gone blind?
[Host, note: Your past life was governed by its own heavens. Your current life belongs to this world’s laws. The sins of Zhou the Demon have nothing to do with Zhou Fan.]
"I—"
Zhou Fan was momentarily speechless.
Yet, perversely, it made sense.
Right. Zhou the Demon’s crimes... what did they have to do with Zhou Fan?
But he still didn’t trust this so-called system.
Even if it was suspicious, he had no choice but to play along for now.
Besides, the system had a point. His past sins died with Zhou the Demon. Now, Zhou Fan would walk the path of dual cultivation—sage by day, and something far darker beneath...
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[Jiang Che!!! You absolute jerk! You’re really ignoring me, huh?!]
In the movie theater, Yu Wan'er glared as Jiang Che and Xiao Wanwan held hands in the row ahead—his wandering fingers making her blood boil.
In the haunted house, she’d been terrified by a pair of black-and-white ghosts, desperate to cling to Jiang Che... only to find his arms already wrapped around another girl.
At the amusement park, on the same roller coaster, she was pale with fear while the couple in front of her was making out.
Too much!
This was just too much!
Rage, jealousy, bitterness—all surged at once. Yu Wan'er felt like she’d swallowed a crate of lemons, her heart drowning in sourness.
That idol, that Xiao Wanwan... they could all drop dead!
She hadn’t felt threatened before, but now? Red alert—level ten!
For the first time, she sensed real danger. Every smile, every glance between Jiang Che and "Xiao Wanwan" stung. She regretted agreeing to come.
She never should’ve been here.
Tears welled in the petite girl’s eyes.
[Still denying you’re jealous? Little pearls are about to fall~]
Jiang Che, still hand-in-hand with Xiao Sisi, teased Yu Wan'er via mental transmission.
[You jerk! You pervert! I’m not jealous, and I’m not crying!]
In her agitation, the tears spilled over, leaving her pitifully adorable.
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"Th... thank you. I had a really great time today!"
Xiao Sisi’s face was flushed, her neck tinged pink.
She’d completely let go today.
At first, she’d been reserved, but gradually... she’d fallen into Jiang Che’s web.