"Zhou Fan is quite impressive, managing to kill three Sky-Shattering Realm martial artists so effortlessly."
Jiang Che gently rubbed his temple. Zhou Fan was truly a double-edged sword. Had he not issued a system mission earlier, Zhou Fan would have undoubtedly attacked Jiang Yunhuang without hesitation.
After all, Zhou Fan was a formidable Son of Destiny. If he had really struck at Jiang Yunhuang... the odds of Jiang Yunhuang winning would have been slim.
Though Jiang Che possessed numerous methods to resurrect the dead, he preferred to use them as sparingly as possible.
Zhou Fan might have a rebellious streak, but Jiang Che had far too many contingencies in place. Keeping him in check wasn’t difficult at all.
Meanwhile, news of the three Sky-Shattering Realm martial artists from beyond the gate being slain spread like wildfire, shocking the entire ancient martial world!
When had Grandmasters ceased to be the mainstream? Now, even three Sky-Shattering Realm experts had been wiped out so easily. Zhou Fan’s name exploded across the internet, with countless factions eager to recruit him.
But what about Zhou Fan himself?
Jiang Che took a glance at him through the system’s surveillance and nearly burst out laughing. The so-called "Little Demon God" was currently helping an elderly woman cross the street.
"Tsk tsk, this little demon is almost completely corrupted by me!"
Just as Jiang Che zoned out, a petite figure came bouncing up to him and shoved several large shopping bags full of clothes into his hands.
The bags piled up on the ground before him, joining an already massive heap of assorted garments.
"Hey, Jiang Che, carry all these home for me!"
Naturally, the only person who could speak to Jiang Che in such a tone was Yu Wan'er!
The girl planted her hands on her hips, looking down at Jiang Che with an air of triumph.
You pervert! Since you love buying us lingerie so much, I’ll make you buy till you drop!
She had splurged on millions’ worth of clothes—all high-end luxury items, each priced at least in the five-figure range. Even a single pair of panties cost tens of thousands. The old, penny-pinching Yu Wan'er would never have dreamed of such extravagance.
Jiang Che lifted his gaze, his expression indifferent. "That’s it?"
How laughable. This silly girl still didn’t have the makings of a princess. After being by his side for so long, did she really think a single revenge shopping spree would make him flinch?
Admittedly, her naivety was kind of adorable.
"Let’s see how you carry all this back!" Yu Wan'er pouted, her smugness practically radiating.
She couldn’t wait to see Jiang Che’s frustrated expression. After all this time by his side... she had always been at a disadvantage. As a soft, defenseless little loli, her only victories came in verbal spats.
The moment Jiang Che got serious, she’d be the one trembling in fear.
"Heh—"
Jiang Che smirked dismissively, then casually waved his hand. In an instant, every single shopping bag vanished into his system’s storage space.
Yu Wan'er: "???"
"Jiang Che, you cheater!" She stomped her foot. How could she have forgotten about this trick?!
[Stupid Jiang Che, you perverted jerk! You couldn’t even humor me for something this small!]
The sales staff nearby were equally stunned. A mere wave of his hand... and all those items disappeared?
Such an ability... only legendary, top-tier martial artists could pull that off.
Their respect for the pair deepened. These two were big spenders, especially that adorable little loli—she was practically a money-spending fairy.
"By the way, why did you buy so many ridiculously sized bras? It’s not like you can even use them. Planning to wear them as eye masks like Spider-Man?"
"With your flat chest, you don’t even need those. A simple bralette would do. No one knows your body better than me, sweetheart~~~"
Jiang Che’s words were sharp. He loved teasing this bratty little girl.
Yu Wan'er pursed her lips. A year ago, such mocking remarks would’ve made her steam with rage!
But now, she had grown numb. After being around this "sword-like" man for so long, if she hadn’t adjusted her mindset... she’d have long been ridden—no, infuriated to death.
"Hmph, you lolicon pervert! Who says my figure’s bad?"
"Flat chest, proud heart—I’m saving fabric for the nation~"
To emphasize her point, she even stuck out her modest chest.
Jiang Che: "..."
This girl was clearly in her rebellious phase. To rein her in... only a mix of carrots and sticks would work now.
Yu Wan'er’s physique had toughened considerably—she was resilient and could take a beating.
As the two bickered, they prepared to leave. But just then... a group of figures at the mall’s corner caught Jiang Che’s attention.
......
A middle-aged man in black casual wear walked ahead, flanked by three petite, adorable girls. Though their hairstyles differed, their identical faces made it clear—they were triplets!
Xiao Chuan, the Fortune-Favored Old Man, had arrived with his three daughters!
As the world’s richest man, Xiao Chuan had long transcended mundane pursuits. Now, he had only one hobby.
Bragging about his daughters! Bragging about his daughters! And damn it, still bragging about his daughters!
Xiao Chuan’s entourage included over a dozen bodyguards, all lined up on either side.
Normally, he rarely traveled with security, but his precious girls needed protection!
And every single bodyguard was female—he would never allow any harm to come to his daughters.
"Dad, this mall is huge~ Mom used to tell us we could buy so many pretty clothes here, but... she never got to visit before she passed away~"
Xiao An'an gestured animatedly, successfully layering more guilt onto Xiao Chuan’s conscience. His remorse was off the charts!
"Sweetheart, it was Dad’s fault before. But I promise, from now on, you can have anything you want."
Xiao An'an’s eyes sparkled with delight. "Really?"
"Of course!" Xiao Chuan declared confidently.
"Then I want to drop out of school!"
Xiao Chuan frowned slightly. His youngest was a bit of a rebel.
"Well... dropping out isn’t entirely off the table. My daughters only need to live happily."
But then, Xiao Sisi stepped forward. "Mr. Xiao Chuan, An'an is still young. She must attend school, or she might pick up bad habits~"
Xiao Chuan froze. Eldest daughter vs. youngest daughter—who should he listen to?
"Dad, you’re going back on your word!" Xiao An'an puffed her cheeks.
That single "Dad" shattered Xiao Chuan’s heart. "Alright, alright! I’ll arrange your withdrawal immediately."
"Xiao Chuan... Father, this is the first time I’ve called you that... and perhaps the last." Xiao Sisi spoke solemnly.
Xiao Chuan’s eyes lit up. Sisi actually called him "Father"?
"An'an, your sister’s right. Dropping out now might lead you astray..." Xiao Chuan adopted a grave tone.
Xiao An'an: "..."
...
Jiang Che held Yu Wan'er’s small hand, his gaze sharpening as a faint smile curled his lips.
Yu Wan'er's gaze followed Jiang Che, and the expression on her delicate face instantly fell.
"You... what are you planning to do?"
A faint smirk curled at the corner of Jiang Che's lips. "My dear little cousin, your delinquent cousin is making a comeback."
A hint of mischief flashed in Jiang Che's smile as his jet-black hair suddenly turned blond in an instant.
Jiang Che—the blond delinquent—was back in action!
This time... he was coming straight for the old man!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.”
