Chief Data Investigator of Tiange, Gu Xiaoyao

Isn't it terrifying?

Chen Hao's notorious reputation has now spread throughout the Destiny Seekers Association—his title as the "God of Misfortune" is no joke.

In less than half a year since joining the association, Chen Hao has already indirectly caused the deaths of over a dozen Destiny Seekers. Those who partner with him either end up dead or crippled.

There was once a Destiny Seeker in the association who boasted an immortal body, claiming he couldn’t die even if his head was chopped off and his body dismembered.

Confident in his invincibility, the guy volunteered to team up with Chen Hao. But within half a month, he accidentally touched ultra-high-voltage electricity and was incinerated into ashes—dead beyond revival.

Since then, everyone in the Destiny Seekers Association has avoided Chen Hao like the plague.

If not for the high-tier status of Chen Hao's "Misfortune God System," the Pavilion Master would have personally eliminated him long ago.

...

Chen Hao arrived at the association's mall, which had plenty of good items. Though not as diverse as his Misfortune God System's offerings, they were much cheaper!

A single Heavenly Force Pill—a super elixir that instantly elevates a Grandmaster to the peak of the Supreme Grandmaster realm—costs at least 100,000 "Misfortune Points" in his system. But in the association's mall? Just 30,000 points.

This damn Misfortune God System screws over everything—heaven, earth, the air, even its own damn users.

Chen Hao searched the mall, typing keywords: "Upper Realm... Nine Heavens?"

[Ding! Retrieving data... Retrieval successful! Downloading document...]

[Gu Xiaoyao (Heaven Pavilion Chief Researcher). "On the Connection Between the Nine Heavens and the Mortal Realm." Central Jun Tian Publishing, Year 1379, Pages 1026-1049.]

[Required Points: 50,000]

Chen Hao: "..."

This godforsaken academic format!

But when he saw the required points, he nearly blacked out.

This is outright robbery!!!

A measly research document dares to cost 50,000 points?!

As a Hall Master in the Human Pavilion, his monthly salary is only 40,000 points. And the damn Misfortune God System only rewards 10,000 points for this task—netting him a massive loss!

"System, I can't accept this task... It's too much of a scam. Either cover the full cost, or forget it. I, Chen Hao, don’t take losses lying down!"

Having scammed others so often, Chen Hao even dared to talk back to the system.

But who’s really controlling the system?

Jiang Che!

Given Jiang Che’s shameless nature, do you think he’d show Chen Hao any mercy?

[Ding! Host, would you like to abandon the task? If abandoned... the system will automatically eliminate the host and select a new one!]

Chen Hao: "..."

For a split second, he genuinely wanted to curse. What a goddamn scam...

Even its own host isn’t spared. The system’s designer must’ve pocketed a fortune in kickbacks. Sure, the system’s mall has a vast inventory—many treasures the Destiny Seekers Association doesn’t even carry—but the prices are absurdly inflated!

"Fine, damn it! I’ll buy it, alright?"

Though cursing the system, Chen Hao still feared it deeply. It even sells "One-Hit Kill" cards—erasing a mere Supreme Grandmaster like him would be child’s play.

He checked his balance: Remaining Points—50,012.

Motherfer, not a single point to spare!

He’d been saving up for a Heaven-Breaking Pill, priced at 150,000 points in the association’s mall. Now, buying this useless document wiped him out.

This is beyond ridiculous!

[Ding! Destiny Seeker "Chen Hao" identity verified. Congratulations on purchasing a premium document for 50,000 points.]

Staring at his remaining 12 points, Chen Hao felt his heart bleed!!!

Damn these Destiny Seekers and their godforsaken association! Selling stuff at these prices? Just wait—one day, I’ll scam every last one of you to death!

After his descent into darkness, Chen Hao had become pure defiance—a rabid dog biting at anything in sight.

Though, to be fair, he was a rabid dog with just enough intelligence to be dangerous.

"Alright, let’s see what the hell this 50,000-point document says!"

The so-called document was actually a square, ancient jade slab. Upon touching it, densely packed, mosquito-sized text appeared.

[Title, Table of Contents, Abstract, Main Text, Conclusion...]

[The Mortal Realm serves as the anchor, giving rise to the Nine Heavens: Central Jun Tian, Eastern Cang Tian, Northeastern Qing Tian, Northern Xuan Tian, Northwestern You Tian, Western Hao Tian, Southwestern Zhu Tian, Southern Yan Tian, Southeastern Yang Tian...]

Chen Hao’s vision swam as he skimmed through it. After a few minutes, he cursed aloud.

"What the hell is this garbage? I spent 50,000 points on this?! These Nine Heavens sound impressive, but with the celestial paths severed, I can’t even go there! Bullshit!"

Meanwhile, Jiang Che had already finished reading the entire document.

Admittedly, the author was a genius. The 200,000-word research meticulously detailed the Nine Heavens and their connection to the Mortal Realm, even listing prominent clans like the Jiang Family in "Eastern Cang Tian."

It was practically a strategy guide.

"So the Nine Heavens do exist? But they’re just nine folded spaces tethered to Earth?"

Jiang Che trusted the Heaven Pavilion’s research. Each of the Nine Heavens was vastly larger than Earth—like nine suns compressed into folded dimensions, accessible only through nine gates.

"But there really is a Jiang Family there? A powerhouse in 'Eastern Cang Tian'?"

Jiang Che was thrilled. Perfect. The Jiang Family’s prestige just keeps rising.

As a villain, he could now relax even more.

Honestly, he loved the feeling of dropping his family name and watching people recoil in fear.

Not for show—it just saved him a lot of trouble.

One perk of being a villain? No random idiots picking fights. Unlike those protagonist types, who can’t even take a girl out without some punk trying to harass them.

After digesting the document, Jiang Che yawned. He’d been restless lately, but now he could sleep easy.

Of course, he still needed to boost his strength—or squeeze more out of his little "crops."

Even with over 10 million points, enough to drown even a Divine Realm expert in overpowered items, who would ever complain about having too much?