The Ultimate Longevity Elixir!
What do cultivators care about most? Nothing but lifespan!
Even those who have reached the Shattering Heaven stage, having embarked on the path of transcending martial arts, only have a lifespan of 500 years.
Even after advancing to the Divine Comprehension realm, one’s lifespan merely extends to 1,000 years. And those at the peak of Divine Comprehension’s Nine Revolutions—so-called Martial Gods—still cannot surpass 2,000 years.
The next stage, the Nirvana realm, is said to grant immortality—each nirvana adds 500 years to one’s lifespan. But so what?
Even in the Nine Heavens, Mo Lianxing had never heard of any powerhouse living beyond 10,000 years!
Thus, lifespan is universally acknowledged as the most precious resource among cultivators.
Longevity-enhancing pills and heavenly treasures are nearly impossible to obtain, no matter the price.
That said, there are indeed many longevity elixirs, even some ninth-grade ones capable of extending life by a century. The most potent can even grant an extra 500 years!
But all have their limits.
No matter how strong a cultivator is, external means can only extend their lifespan by 500 years at most—beyond that, even the finest longevity elixirs become nearly ineffective, as if the body develops resistance.
This 500-year limit seems like a decree set by the Heavenly Dao itself, an unbreakable boundary.
The Ultimate Longevity Elixir exists only in theory, for if it were ever concocted, it would grant infinite lifespan, overturning the very order of the Nine Heavens.
Even an Ultimate Longevity Elixir that extends life by just ten minutes is still an Ultimate-grade treasure. And yet, after refining that single batch, the legendary Alchemy God who created it was found covered in red hair the same day, struck by an unspeakable horror, and perished.
If a ten-minute Ultimate Longevity Elixir is so terrifying, what about one that grants ten years?
Though Mo Lianxing held deep reverence for Jiang Che’s mysterious master, she couldn’t believe he was capable of refining such a heaven-defying elixir.
The old man must have simply misremembered due to his age!
But thinking of Jiang Che, Mo Lianxing’s mind couldn’t help but wander.
She wondered when Jiang Che would fulfill his promise to refine the Ultimate Body-Shaping Pill for her.
Anticipation bubbled within her.
Once she reshaped her form, she and Jiang Che would become cultivation partners. Just the thought brought a faint blush to her cheeks.
Her soul was thousands of years old—wasn’t this practically an old cow eating tender grass when it came to Jiang Che?
"Enough, enough, no more of these thoughts."
To rise again and achieve her vengeance, she had to cling tightly to Jiang Che—this thick, sturdy thigh.
...
[Ding! The Chosen One, Jiang Ruoxu, successfully flexed in a live stream, shocking 800,000 viewers. You gained 300,000 points.]
[Ding! The Chosen One, Zhou Fan, helped 1,000 elderly women cross the street. You gained 100,000 points...]
Sitting at home, points rained from the sky.
His three top-tier "employees" were hard at work every day.
Especially Zhou Fan—this guy seemed utterly obsessed, feeling restless if he didn’t perform good deeds daily. He’d even been awarded commendations by the police several times and was named one of Hangzhou’s Top Ten Outstanding Youths.
"With so many points, maybe I should start preparing?"
Jiang Che stroked his chin.
Though the Jiang Family in the Nine Heavens was likely his ancestral clan, they were simply too vast and would surely look down on the mortal world’s branch.
It was like... if you became emperor, and some country bumpkins crawled out of nowhere claiming to be your relatives, asking for favors—even if you didn’t say it aloud, you’d still despise them in your heart.
There was no other way. To earn the Jiang Family’s respect, he had to work on improving himself.
After all, gold would always shine.
"Come forth, my system!"
When in doubt, consult the system!
Unlike Zhou Fan, Jiang Che might not fully understand the origins of his Villain System, but so far, the system had been nothing but a bro to him. Would it really harm him?
Hell, he was already living his best life with a harem. If there was some mastermind behind it all...
"I’d gladly call you godfather!"
The system shop had everything—item cards, overpowered skills, you name it.
Even some insane physiques.
[Sword Spirit Root: At its peak, the wielder becomes one with the sword—literally a "sword person." Price: 10 million points.]
[...]
Most cost tens of millions, far beyond his budget, and Jiang Che wasn’t interested anyway.
"Holy crap, this is amazing!"
Sifting through the trash, Jiang Che finally found a gem of a skill.
[Divine Special Effects Master]
[You can create special effects, with the highest tier appearing three major realms above your actual level. Even the Heavenly Dao cannot see through your illusions. However, these effects are purely visual and possess no actual power.]
[Price: 5 million points.]
Sold!
This was infinitely better than those dumb physiques!
If he wanted, he could fake the most overpowered physique in existence. Useless? Sure. But no one would know!
[Ding! Host has spent 5 million points to acquire the skill "Divine Special Effects Master." Remaining points: 8.21 million.]
"Activate skill!"
In the next moment, a screen appeared before Jiang Che.
[Current realm: Shattering Heaven Stage, Tier 1]
[Available effect tiers: Divine Comprehension (Tiers 1–9), Martial God Stage, Nirvana Realm (Tier 1)]
Perfect. Now he was a Nirvana Realm super-expert!
After reading the Destiny Seekers Association’s thesis, "The Connection Between the Nine Heavens and the Mortal World," Jiang Che had a thorough understanding of the cultivation hierarchy in the Nine Heavens.
There, spiritual energy was abundant, powerhouses were everywhere—Grandmasters were as common as dogs, Great Grandmasters roamed the streets, Shattering Heaven experts were considered true elites, Divine Comprehension cultivators could establish sects, Martial Gods became ancestral figures, and Nirvana Realm experts ruled entire domains...
"Keh keh keh, let’s test out these effects!"
Jiang Che’s grin was downright sinister.
Then, he unleashed his aura—no longer hiding at the Shattering Heaven stage... no, the Nirvana Realm!
Special effects—activated!
Instantly, the heavens darkened, thunder rumbled, and the world itself seemed to fall silent.
An entire province trembled under the oppressive might of a Nirvana Realm expert.
Of course, to ordinary people, this wasn’t pressure—just a sudden change in weather.
But for powerful martial artists? Pure terror.
It felt like a suppression from the depths of their souls.
Naturally... it was all fake. Even the weather effects were illusions. But the realism was flawless.
As long as it looked cool, that was enough!
"Holy hell, this is perfect for intimidation!"
Jiang Che rubbed his hands together.
Then, before him materialized an elderly man in white robes, shrouded in immortal mist, holding a horsetail whisk. His face was youthful, his hair white as crane feathers, his demeanor transcendent—like an immortal descended from the heavens. With a mere flick of his sleeve, he seemed capable of parting rivers.
"Master!"
Jiang Che's expression turned fervent as he instantly transformed into the ultimate actor!
Now he had a master—though this master was a fake, it didn’t matter... With the enhancement of divine-level special effects, even the Heavenly Dao couldn’t discern the truth.
Unless some foolhardy idiot actually dared to attack!
But if they struck, it would be his master taking the hit. Any humiliation or exposure would fall entirely on the master—what did that have to do with Young Master Jiang?
And as for such masters... he had 999 more in reserve!
"You’re Telling Me All My Masters Are Special Effects After I’ve Become a Great Emperor?"
Ke-ke-ke—
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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.
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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.”
