Gone???
Just like that, it's all gone?
Where's my money? Where the hell did all my money go?
"System, don’t mess with me... I had 2.8 million points for showing off. How could I have spent all of it?"
Jiang Ruoxu was on the verge of losing it. This lottery thing was way too addictive.
Before he knew it, he had blown every last bit of his showing-off points?
[Ding! Friendly reminder: The lottery is fun, but don’t get carried away.]
Hearing the system’s prompt, Jiang Ruoxu nearly had a stroke from sheer frustration.
Damn it, if only you’d warned me earlier... I could’ve kept some self-control and not thrown all my points into this black hole.
Helpless, Jiang Ruoxu could only turn his attention to his system inventory.
[Top-grade Spirit Stone Fragments: 4]
[High-grade Spirit Stone Fragments: 57]
[Medium-grade Spirit Stone Fragments: 1280]
[Low-grade Spirit Stone Fragments: 12440]
Looking at these fragments, Jiang Ruoxu felt a mix of emotions.
Was it a loss? Well, he did have a ton of fragments. Even though he couldn’t synthesize a top-grade spirit stone, he could still make 10 high-grade ones, over 200 medium-grade ones, and thousands of low-grade ones.
But after checking the retail prices of these stones in the system... Holy hell, he’d spent 2.8 million points and lost over 2 million in value!
And the most infuriating part? He’d have to keep pulling this stupid spirit stone lottery.
Five fragments could be combined into one top-grade spirit stone, and he already had four.
That last fragment... If he didn’t get it, he’d die with regrets!
Even though he knew it was a scam, he had no choice but to dive right back in.
...
"Mas... Master, I don’t have any top-grade spirit stones in my system... but I do have high-grade ones! I just bought 10 high-grade spirit stones!"
With a proud grin, the kid pulled out a handful of high-grade spirit stones.
Though their spiritual energy wasn’t as overwhelming as top-grade stones, they were still countless times purer than the ambient energy from the current spiritual resurgence.
Jiang Che and Mo Lianxing both glanced over, with a glint flashing in Mo Lianxing’s eyes.
High-grade spirit stones were strategic resources. Even as a Nirvana-stage powerhouse, she mostly used high-grade stones for cultivation, though she did have a few top-grade ones stashed away.
But top-grade stones were like supercars or RTX 4090 graphics cards—even the slightest scratch would make your heart ache.
"Oh? These really are high-grade spirit stones?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow.
"Of course! My Showing-Off System is top-tier too!" Jiang Ruoxu puffed out his chest.
[Ding! Host forcibly pulled off a lame show-off. Deducting 1000 points!]
[Ding! Host’s points insufficient. Current debt to system: 802 points.]
[System’s friendly reminder: You can brag all you want, but don’t drag me into it.]
Jiang Ruoxu: "..."
Damn it, I’m actually losing my mind here!
But Jiang Che’s next words sent him spiraling even further.
"What? You’re giving your master 10 high-grade spirit stones?" Jiang Che feigned surprise.
Jiang Ruoxu: "???"
When did I say that?
Mo Lianxing: "???"
When did I ask for them?
But Mo Lianxing was a seasoned player. She instantly understood Jiang Che’s intention—this was a setup to scam their little disciple together!
Well... for the sake of high-grade spirit stones, she’d reluctantly play along. It wasn’t like she hadn’t scammed him before.
"Jiang... dear husband, isn’t this a bit much? Though I am Ruoxu’s master, taught him countless secret techniques and skills, and even risked my soul to save him... I couldn’t possibly take his spirit stones, could I?"
Mo Lianxing put on an act of reluctance.
Jiang Ruoxu: "..."
Fine, I’ll give them! Just stop with the emotional blackmail already!
This guilt-tripping had him completely cornered.
"Mas... Master has shown me immeasurable kindness. What’s a few high-grade spirit stones?"
With that, Jiang Ruoxu waved his hand, preparing to hand over five stones.
"Since we’re family, why not give all five?"
Jiang Che’s merciless iron grip snatched every last stone from Jiang Ruoxu’s hand and passed them to Mo Lianxing.
"Ruoxu, don’t take this the wrong way. These five are for your master. The other five? Consider them a wedding gift. After all, your big bro here just formed a Daoist bond with Lianxing. Five high-grade stones isn’t too much to ask, right?"
Jiang Ruoxu: "..."
Sometimes, he really just wanted to swear.
He needed a word more offensive than "bastard"!!!
"Ahem... Of course, of course!"
Though he was seething inside, he had to maintain a calm facade.
He was just a 17-year-old kid, for heaven’s sake!
"Oh, and Ruoxu... Your master has done so much for you. You’d better repay her properly in the future. Anything less than 10 top-grade spirit stones would be ungrateful! Don’t you dare break my wife’s—ahem, your master’s—heart!"
Jiang Ruoxu: "..."
Screw you! First 10 high-grade stones weren’t enough, now I owe 10 top-grade ones too?
Why won’t lightning strike this bastard already?!
[Ding! Host pulled off a show-off by enduring humiliation. Reward: 3000 points.]
As expected, human relationships were cold and calculating. Only showing-off points brought true warmth.
"System, give me a 10-pull!"
He might curse the system, but that last top-grade fragment was non-negotiable. Otherwise, all his losses would be for nothing.
But in that instant—golden light erupted from the system!
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! Luck explosion! Obtained: Top-grade Spirit Stone Fragments x2, Low-grade Spirit Stone Fragments x8.]
Jiang Ruoxu: "???"
Ecstasy and disbelief!
He nearly laughed out loud. Heaven and earth be praised—the damn system finally blessed him!
Getting one top-grade stone out of 2.8 million points wasn’t bad at all.
"Combine!"
The next second, a dazzling top-grade spirit stone appeared in his inventory.
He didn’t dare take it out now, though. Jiang Che would 100% swipe it the moment he saw it.
But now another problem arose—he had yet another top-grade fragment in his system.
Originally, Jiang Ruoxu planned to stop after synthesizing one top-grade stone and never touch this scam lottery again.
But now... that extra fragment was taunting him.
If he didn’t keep pulling, it’d feel like a waste. But if he did, who knew when this nightmare would end? So damn frustrating!
Jiang Che smirked at his little cousin’s dilemma.
If this were Chen Hao or Zhou Fan, the lottery would’ve been rigged to oblivion, with no chance of winning so easily.
But for Jiang Ruoxu, Jiang Che had been merciful.
Top-grade stones cost 1 million points in his system. Letting Jiang Ruoxu get one for 2.8 million? That was downright generous.
But Jiang Che wasn’t one to take losses lying down either.
"Hey kid, you got a sweet deal... but I'm afraid I'll have to take your master away from you now!"
"Ahem... Ruoxu, since Lianxing and I are now cultivation partners, she naturally has to live with me. Keeping her in your soul-nurturing ring would just be chaotic. It’s like if your older brother got married, but his wife kept living at your place..."
Jiang Ruoxu’s eyes nearly popped out of his head!
Seriously? You’re just gonna take everything?
Even when my master’s still in her soul form, you won’t let her go?
Damn, that’s just downright shameless!
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
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.”
