"Jiang... Young Master Jiang, since I’ve already agreed to become your Dao Companion... what about the matter of the Supreme-grade Body Refining Pill..."
Mo Lianxing’s face was filled with anticipation. If she could obtain the Supreme-grade Body Refining Pill, she would immediately regain her peak cultivation, and her spiritual roots might even undergo nirvana and advance further!
Though classified among Body Refining Pills, the Supreme-grade variant was indisputably a ninth-grade elixir. Without surpassing the Nirvana stage, one couldn’t even achieve blood regeneration, making such a pill incredibly precious.
Even in the Nine Heavens, a ninth-grade pill was considered a high-tier treasure.
"Oh? You want the Supreme-grade Body Refining Pill that badly?"
Jiang Che stroked his chin, a warm smile playing on his lips.
"Young Master Jiang, though I, Mo Lianxing, have sought immortality for thousands of years, I’ve never taken a Dao Companion before. You are the first in my long journey of cultivation!"
Her tone was deadly serious.
Jiang Che pressed his lips together, silent. Was this little heartless woman trying to haggle with him?
Still, someone like Mo Lianxing was truly impressive—managing to go thousands of years without taking a Dao Companion, focusing solely on solitary cultivation?
How could any human endure that?
"Lady Mo... still calling me 'Young Master Jiang'?"
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow, teasing.
Mo Lianxing froze for a moment, blinking in confusion.
If not "Young Master Jiang," then what?
But she wasn’t stupid. Soon, a blush spread across her cheeks, and she began stammering.
"Young Master Jiang, isn’t this... a bit too fast? We’ve only made a verbal agreement..."
"Five top-grade spirit stones!" Jiang Che slowly extended five fingers.
"Husband!"
Mo Lianxing lived up to her name—not only heartless but utterly shameless!
This woman was the most unscrupulous Jiang Che had ever met.
"Ai~~~"
Jiang Che grinned in sheer satisfaction. "Lianxing... call me 'husband' one more time!"
He’d heard many terms of endearment from girls before—"darling," "Brother Jiang Che," "Master Jiang Che," "bratty little brother," "Daddy Jiang Che," "filthy pervert," "stinky trash fish," "disgusting male creature"...
But "husband" was a first. It gave him a strange, nostalgic feeling, as if he’d traveled back to ancient times.
Mo Lianxing’s beautiful eyes darkened, her mood souring with reluctance. But five top-grade spirit stones were too tempting to resist.
[You shameless scoundrel...]
Though she wanted to curse him out, Mo Lianxing lowered her head in submission.
"Hus... husband... this humble wife needs a Supreme-grade Body Refining Pill."
For the pill, she was willing to throw caution to the wind. They said a woman’s knees held riches—now was the time to cash in!
Jiang Che spread his hands and shrugged. "Lianxing... my master is still wandering the world, but I’ve already asked her to refine a Supreme-grade Body Refining Pill for me. It should be ready soon..."
Joke. Did she really think he’d just hand over a Supreme-grade Body Refining Pill? Though the item wasn’t terribly expensive in his system’s shop, and he could easily afford it...
He didn’t trust Mo Lianxing!
At her peak, her cultivation had likely reached the Ninth Revolution Nirvana stage. If she took the pill... she’d instantly recover her full power.
Mo Lianxing was rebellious to the bone—what if she took his pill, pocketed his spirit stones, and bolted?
She might even abandon Jiang Ruoxu, her own disciple... That was exactly the kind of thing she’d do.
"But I can give you one top-grade spirit stone now. Kiss me... and it’s yours. How about it?"
Jiang Che casually pulled out a handful of top-grade spirit stones—at least a few hundred.
He plucked one out at random.
Of course, only that one was real. The rest were just special effects conjured by Jiang Che.
The moment the genuine stone appeared, the spiritual energy in the surrounding space surged exponentially.
All spirit stones from the system came with built-in spirit-locking arrays. Otherwise, the sheer potency of a top-grade spirit stone would saturate the area for miles, turning it into a spiritual paradise.
The same went for the top-grade spirit fields in Jiang Che’s home.
"K... kiss you?" Mo Lianxing was stunned.
How dare this rogue make such a demand?
She, Mo Lianxing, was pure and untouched—she’d never even held a man’s hand! The closest she’d ever gotten to intimacy with another man was pickpocketing their storage pouches.
"Young Master... husband, I’m currently a wandering spirit without a physical form. How could we even...?"
"No need for physical contact, darling. Just go ahead and kiss me. I can fantasize the rest myself..." Jiang Che smirked wickedly.
Mo Lianxing: "......"
Jiang Ruoxu: "......"
Jiang Ruoxu was utterly numb. This damned Jiang Che was flirting with his master right in front of him!!!
Was there no justice? No laws?!
But there was nothing he could do. He could only watch helplessly.
Mo Lianxing was equally exasperated. Jiang Che was far more troublesome than she’d anticipated.
She’d thought a young man like him would be easy to manipulate—a few sweet words, a couple of "husbands," and he’d be wrapped around her finger. Then all his spirit stones would be hers for the taking!
But now... this guy was proving to be a tough nut to crack.
...
After much hesitation, Mo Lianxing decided to go all in.
She was a spirit now—invincible, right?
At worst, she’d let this little brat indulge his fantasies. It wasn’t like she’d lose anything. Once she’d milked Jiang Che for all he was worth, she’d vanish the moment the gates to the Nine Heavens opened. The Nine Heavens were vast—no way his master would ever find her.
With that in mind, Mo Lianxing floated toward Jiang Che in her spiritual form. Her peerlessly beautiful face was tinged with shyness as she bit her lip lightly... and slowly raised her arms.
Just then, she shot a glare at Jiang Ruoxu, who was sneakily watching.
"Turn around! Close your eyes!"
Her tone was that of a teacher scolding a student.
Jiang Ruoxu: "......"
Grudgingly, he turned his back, fists clenched. Though he hadn’t yet entertained any... disrespectful thoughts toward his master, what disciple wouldn’t be furious seeing their beautiful teacher bullied like this?
Jiang Che chuckled softly. This Mo Lianxing... truly heartless. Take the goods and run?
And try to swindle all his spirit stones?
Fine—he’d give her a pile of fakes to cheat with!
But first, he’d have some fun with her.
Watching the ethereal figure lean in for a kiss, Jiang Che’s lips curled.
He instantly exchanged for a skill in his system.
Who said spirits couldn’t be touched?
How else did soul-attacking techniques exist in the cultivation world?
[Spirit Intercourse Art: A soul-type combat technique. Allows the user to physically interact with and harm spiritual entities.]
[Price: 1,000,000 points.]
Sold!
In an instant, Jiang Che mastered the Spirit Intercourse Art.
Though it cost a million points, Jiang Che was a bona fide wastrel. While others spent money on the blade’s edge, he splurged on the toilet seat.
Gazing at Mo Lianxing, he grinned inwardly.
Spirit Intercourse Art—activate!
You vile creature! At a single glance, I, Young Master Jiang, can tell you're no human!
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...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.”
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.
