Jiang Che was indeed not lying; he had taught Wang Yanran many secret techniques for cultivating the Dao.
After all, Wang Yanran had entered the Dao through martial arts. Though she had reached the peak of the Hua Jin stage, her abilities were limited to using internal energy to harm others. In contrast, even Qi Refinement stage cultivators could conjure fireballs.
Cultivators held a significant advantage over martial artists in the early stages.
"This is the Sword Control Technique. Once you reach the Grandmaster realm, you’ll be able to wield it."
"And this is the Thousand-Mile Escape Talisman. If you encounter danger, crush it, and you’ll instantly teleport a thousand miles away. If you’re in trouble, don’t fight—just run! I’ll give you 100 of these for now. I don’t have many left myself..."
Jiang Che glanced at his system inventory—remaining Thousand-Mile Escape Talismans: 900.
These talismans had been part of a limited-time system flash sale—a bundle of 1,000 for just 200,000 points. At the time, Jiang Che had slapped his hand down without hesitation and bought them all.
"Yanran, relying solely on the sparse spiritual energy in the air for cultivation is too slow. Here, take some spirit stones—I’ll give you plenty!"
Once again, Jiang Che transformed into a human vending machine, purchasing a large batch of spirit stones from the system.
[Low-Grade Spirit Stone: Contains faint spiritual energy. Price: 1 point per stone.]
[Medium-Grade Spirit Stone: Purer spiritual energy. Price: 100 points per stone.]
[High-Grade Spirit Stone: Contains vast amounts of pure spiritual energy. Price: 10,000 points per stone.]
[Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone: Contains the finest Five Elements spiritual energy, capable of autonomously absorbing elemental power from the world and converting it into endless spiritual energy. Price: 1,000,000 points per stone.]
For his woman, only the best would do.
Jiang Che waved his hand and bought a Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone.
The stone was small, about the size of a pigeon egg, radiating an overwhelming concentration of spiritual energy. One could even sense the Five Elements power within.
Its spiritual density was on par with the spiritual fields in Jiang Che’s home.
Best of all, this Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone wasn’t a consumable item—it was a permanent treasure.
"Yanran, this is a Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone—an incredible treasure..."
Jiang Che refined the stone into a bracelet and fastened it around Wang Yanran’s wrist.
Embedded within was a formation purchased from the system, ensuring no spiritual energy would leak out while automatically absorbing into her body.
To outsiders, it would look like an ordinary bracelet, eliminating any risk of theft or murder for the treasure.
"This... is a spirit stone? Little Che, I may not be well-traveled, but you can’t fool me! If you wanted to give me a bracelet, you could’ve just said so... No need for this romantic act. We’re practically an old married couple already..."
Wang Yanran covered her mouth, laughing. But the moment the bracelet touched her wrist, a terrifying surge of spiritual energy flooded her meridians.
A wave of clarity washed over her mind, and the Human Emperor Scripture began circulating on its own—devouring the bracelet’s spiritual energy like a drought-stricken well guzzling rainwater.
"This—"
"I’m the fool!" Wang Yanran was speechless. This really was a spirit stone!
Though she was new to the cultivation world, she knew this had to be worth a fortune.
"Little Che, you should keep this for yourself. You need it more..."
As she moved to remove the bracelet, Jiang Che caught her wrist.
Their eyes locked for a long moment before Wang Yanran finally relented, sighing in resignation.
"You little rascal... I’m doomed to be wrapped around your finger for life."
...
Later, Jiang Che repeated the process with Ji Ningxue and Gu Lingfei, equipping both with Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones.
"Ningxue, Lingfei, the spiritual revival is about to begin. We need to seize the initiative!"
Jiang Che gathered the two women together.
Though their companies weren’t at the absolute pinnacle of wealth, both were billion-dollar enterprises.
He had considered summoning Leng Ningqiu as well, but as the CEO of Yuanche Pharmaceutical, she was swamped with work.
Besides, as a system puppet, Jiang Che could communicate with her with just a thought.
"Little Che, what’s your plan?" Ji Ningxue frowned.
Jiang Che snapped his fingers, grinning.
"With the spiritual revival, it’s time for our companies to pivot!"
He was about to make a big move.
"Pivot? What do you mean?" Gu Lingfei was equally puzzled.
"Lingfei, your company produces beauty products, right? Once spiritual energy revives, everyone will be cultivating. Spiritual energy will outperform any cosmetic—who’d still buy beauty products then?"
Then he turned to Ji Ningxue.
"And Ningxue, your company deals in construction materials, correct? Need I say more? The spiritual revival will usher in an entirely new era!"
His words left both women silent.
He was right.
Not just their companies—the entire world’s structure would be reshuffled by the coming spiritual revival.
"So! We must adapt our products!"
"In the future, when Earth enters an era of universal cultivation, what will cultivators need most?"
"Resources!!!"
Jiang Che’s voice grew fervent.
"Pills, magical artifacts, even obscure cultivation resources—we can supply them all!"
Gu Lingfei and Ji Ningxue exchanged glances, baffled.
"But we don’t have any of that. Where would we even get pills or magical artifacts?"
Gu Lingfei, the first of Jiang Che’s women and now a martial arts master, was the first to voice the question.
"Simple—I’ll provide them."
[Spiritual Fields (Low, Medium, High...): Accelerates herb growth, transforming them into spiritual herbs.]
[Spiritual Seeds: Common seeds from the cultivation world, plantable in spiritual fields to yield spiritual herbs.]
But this was just the first step in pill refinement.
Jiang Che’s expression deepened.
He had already laid the groundwork.
[Automatic Pill Refining Furnace (Low-Grade): Input set amounts of herbs, adjust parameters, and it will automatically refine low-tier pills (Tier 1-4).]
[Price: 5,000,000 points.]
System products were always top-tier. At 5,000,000 points—and just a low-grade item at that—it was nearly half the cost of Jiang Che’s Human Emperor Scripture (10,000,000 points).
But when Jiang Che took a closer look, he nearly fainted.
This damn furnace... was over 20 meters tall?!
[Note: Maximum output per refinement—12 tons of pills.]
Absolutely ridiculous. A typical alchemist could produce maybe a dozen pills per batch. Who the hell refined pills by the ton?!
But whatever—he bought it anyway.
Jiang Che was rolling in points now, thanks to Jiang Ruoxu’s efforts in spreading the Human Emperor Scripture. Over the past few days, Jiang Ruoxu had earned him more than 5,000,000 points from preaching—making Jiang Che an overnight tycoon.
Spiritual fields grew herbs. Herbs went into the furnace. The furnace was powered endlessly by Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones.
A perfect production chain!
Jiang Che purchased three high-grade alchemy furnaces in one go, spending a staggering 15 million credits—his largest expenditure to date.
However, every penny spent... would eventually return to him a hundred or even a thousandfold.
Controlling resources equated to indirectly holding the lifeline of cultivators worldwide!
Under the heavens, which cultivator would dare defy him?
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
