Jiang Che was still very responsible.
Unlike some scumbags who would just leave after getting what they wanted.
"Your cooking skills are simply unacceptable! Where’s the head chef of the Xiao Family? Get out here!"
At the dining table, Jiang Che, who had already "eaten his fill," began scolding the staff.
"J-Jiang... Young Master Jiang, I... I’m the head chef!"
The head chef trembled in fear, having witnessed this young master’s terrifying power firsthand. To a god-like figure like him, killing her in a fit of anger would be no different from squashing an ant—no consequences whatsoever.
Jiang Che pointed at the lavish feast prepared on the table.
While he and Xiao Sisi had been "cultivating" all afternoon, the Xiao Family’s kitchen staff had been busy preparing an extravagant spread—over thirty dishes, fit for royalty.
"Is this the kind of slop you usually feed my Sisi? Are you raising pigs here?"
Jiang Che’s voice carried a hint of anger, as if he were genuinely furious.
Xiao Sisi, sitting beside him, tugged lightly at his sleeve and whispered, "Jiang Che, I’m not a pig~"
Still, her little face was beaming with happiness.
Jiang Che cared about her—she was clearly the most special girl in his heart. Otherwise, why would he get so worked up over something so trivial?
"Jiang Che, it depends on who’s cooking, right? Compared to your god-tier culinary skills... of course the kitchen’s dishes seem ordinary. But they’re still pretty tasty!"
Though Xiao Sisi could be a bit airheaded, her emotional intelligence was surprisingly sharp.
Her words filled the head chef with gratitude. The young mistress had saved her life!
"Y-Yes! Young Master Jiang, you’re a culinary deity—we could never compare to you..."
"Enough with the flattery. Get lost!" Jiang Che waved them off.
He wasn’t actually angry—he just used them as props to boost Xiao Sisi’s affection.
Jiang Che had a knack for handling girls’ emotions. Most were creatures of feeling, thriving on emotional validation.
Give them the right kind of attention, and they’d be over the moon in no time.
"Jiang Che, if you really like Wanwan... I can help you win her over," Xiao Sisi said between bites of food.
She was just an ordinary girl, unlike the others around Jiang Che.
The girls close to him had undergone multiple physical enhancements—even the "frailest" among them, Yu Wan'er, was now incredibly resilient.
But Xiao Sisi? After a long day, she was starving.
"Oh? What a generous sister you are!" Jiang Che chuckled.
Xiao Sisi shrugged. "What else can I do? Wanwan isn’t interested in boys. If she ends up going down the wrong path... I’d rather entrust her to you. At least then I’d feel at ease~~~"
Jiang Che smirked. "Sisi, you really see right through me!"
...
Jiang Che stayed at the Xiao Family for three whole days!
He maxed out Xiao Sisi’s affection—if there were a "likeability meter," hers would’ve been overflowing.
"Triplets with a psychic connection... This isn’t just triple the fun anymore."
"These sisters are mine!"
A shameless grin spread across Jiang Che’s face.
After leaving the Xiao Family, he didn’t return to the Jiang residence. Instead, he headed straight to the police station to find Wang Yanran.
Due to the recent spiritual resurgence, law enforcement across the Dragon Country was swamped.
When people gained extraordinary power, ambition inevitably followed.
Online, netizens often joked about the "warrior race" in a certain northern country, but the truth was... the Dragon Country’s people were the real fighters—against heaven, earth, and each other.
Why else would firearms be banned?
Now, with spiritual energy surging, crime rates in many areas had skyrocketed.
...
"Ugh, stop bothering me!" Wang Yanran snapped, her temper flaring.
Her period had just started, and work was piling up relentlessly.
"Yanran, have you been practicing the 'Emperor’s Scripture' lately?"
"The Emperor’s Scripture? Yeah, I have. Tons of people are training with it now. But since I’m already a martial artist at the Transforming Jin stage, the early stages don’t boost my power much."
Her mood stabilized slightly.
Her current strength? Entirely thanks to Jiang Che’s... "rigorous training."
He’d secretly given her numerous life-saving measures—even a Heaven-Breaking expert wouldn’t be able to scratch her.
"It’s not just me. The higher-ups are pretty lenient about the Emperor’s Scripture too. They’re not restricting it. The era of spiritual resurgence might truly be upon us."
As she spoke, her expression grew serious.
"Jiang Che, did you know? It’s not just humans—countless plants and animals are mutating due to the spiritual energy. The whole world is scrambling to deal with it. At this rate, in half a year, many creatures could evolve intelligence and power rivaling humans."
"That’s why the Dragon Country isn’t banning the Emperor’s Scripture. Universal cultivation... at least gives people a head start in the coming upheaval."
Jiang Che nodded. He wasn’t worried—his hidden cards were endless. Even if a true Nirvana-stage expert descended from the Nine Heavens, he had ways to deal with them.
"Also, the Dragon Country recently established a 'Cultivator Management Association.' Any powerful cultivator can join..."
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. Seems the higher-ups had been preparing for this.
A Cultivator Management Association? How could the Dragon Country dare to regulate powerful cultivators? They must have their own trump cards.
If you’re not strong, who’d listen to you?
"Yanran, why haven’t you joined the Cultivator Association yet?"
"Ugh—I already did. With my strength, I shouldn’t qualify, but my dad pulled strings to get me in. So annoying. I just want to be a regular cop."
Jiang Che: "......"
"Yanran, it’s basically the same thing. Cultivators committing crimes, you arresting them... How’s that different from being a cop?"
"But Yanran, you’re pretty weak in the Cultivator Association, right? Want your hubby to give you some... special training? Guaranteed to make you a Grandmaster by tomorrow! I’ll even teach you a few spells—you’ll be unstoppable, even if you switch to the Association!"
Wang Yanran rolled her eyes. She knew exactly what his "special training" entailed—after all, her current Transforming Jin-level strength was entirely his doing!
"I’m on my period right now. Go find your little girlfriends for your special training!"
Tsk tsk. Jealousy? The icy police beauty actually had a jealous side?
"Yanran, what are you talking about? I was just about to teach you how to cultivate immortality and enter the Dao. What’s going on in that head of yours? Are you filled with nothing but dirty thoughts?"
Wang Yanran: "......"
Oh, wonderful. Turning the tables on me now, huh? Classic Jiang Che.
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.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
