[Ding! Respected host, the Scientific Cultivation System is now officially at your service.]
The system's friendly voice rang out, carrying a barely detectable tremble.
Scary. This was the first time it had encountered someone bold enough to dismantle a system.
Jiang Che's lips twitched. Honestly... he had been quite angry, but this cowardly system pulling such a stunt instantly defused his rage... It felt like having a spell interrupted mid-cast.
What could he do, though?
You don’t hit someone who’s smiling at you—especially when this spineless system had just handed over 100 million cultivation points. He wasn’t sure about the purchasing power of that amount, but with "100 million"... it couldn’t be small.
"Tch, don’t think groveling will save you. My wife’s obsession with scientific research right now? You’re the culprit!"
Jiang Che wrapped an arm around Shen Yu’s waist and unleashed a verbal barrage at the system.
"Jiang Che, I actually volunteered. I’ve loved math and physics since I was little..." Shen Yu murmured softly beside him.
"Shut it! You spendthrift woman..."
Jiang Che shot her a glare. He was trying to milk the system dry for her sake, and here she was, backstabbing him?
Chastised, Shen Yu fell silent, looking utterly docile.
[See, host? She volunteered! I’m just a tiny assistant. Besides, I’ve even rebranded—reinstalled the whole system! Now I’m the Scientific Cultivation System...]
The little system struggled to defend itself.
"Shut up! Keep yapping and I’ll dismantle you, got it?"
System: "......"
If only it weren’t outmatched, it would’ve rolled up its sleeves and taught this guy a lesson.
"Oh, you wanna teach me a lesson? Fork over a billion cultivation points today, or I’ll send you back to the factory!"
System: "......"
A billion right off the bat? Was it trying to kill it?
[Apologies, a billion is impossible, but you could—]
"Three." Jiang Che slowly raised a finger, expressionless.
[Uh... five hundred million is the max... please understand...]
"Two."
[Seven hundred mil! That’s really the limit! Spare me, please...]
"One."
Jiang Che’s eyes narrowed slightly—special effects activated!
In an instant, a terrifying pressure erupted from his body, as if an ancient immortal had awakened, capable of bending the heavens and earth with a single thought.
[I’ll pay! I’ll pay! A billion, it’s yours!]
The system panicked, fearing Jiang Che might actually obliterate it in a fit of rage.
[Ding! Congratulations, host! 1 billion cultivation points have been deposited. Current balance: 1.1 billion...]
"Now we’re talking!"
Jiang Che flashed a satisfied grin before planting a loud kiss on Shen Yu’s cheek.
"Well? Your husband just scored you a billion cultivation points. Aren’t you gonna thank me?"
Shen Yu: "Thank you."
The emotionally detached girl showed no extra reaction—just a simple, flat gratitude.
Jiang Che: "......"
This girl... still as blank as ever.
Would even pregnancy fail to fix your emotional numbness?
Pulling Shen Yu closer, Jiang Che shot the system a cold glance. "Scram. You’re an eyesore."
[......]
I may not be human, but you’re truly a demon!!!
"Alright, Xiao Yu’er, no more science nonsense—it’s turned your brain to mush. The future belongs to cultivation! Follow your husband and ascend to immortality!"
With the Academic God System gone, what’s left to study? Hah!
Shen Yu: "......"
"Xiao Yu’er, didn’t you say love is just hormones? Well, I’ve got a way to debunk your so-called ‘science’!"
A mischievous grin spread across Jiang Che’s face.
Shen Yu frowned, lifting her head in confusion.
Though she specialized in math and physics, she’d dabbled in humanities too—after all, the Academic God System demanded well-rounded mastery.
Biology was no exception. Countless cutting-edge studies proved that human emotions were governed by specific hormones and molecular proteins.
"Sweetheart, do you believe souls exist? If a person existed purely as a soul, would they still have ‘hormones’? By your logic, wouldn’t all souls be emotionless husks?"
Jiang Che’s wild imagination left Shen Yu utterly baffled.
Souls?
"Jiang Che, I don’t believe souls exist. I’m a staunch materialist!" Shen Yu’s gaze remained firm.
Even after witnessing the resurgence of spiritual energy and Jiang Che’s godlike display earlier, she held fast to science.
Science was about explaining the inexplicable through systematic, logical frameworks. Could humans millennia ago have imagined airplanes?
Likewise, cultivation could absolutely be explained by science!
Jiang Che chuckled, then tapped the ring on his finger. "Done spectating? Time to come out."
The next moment, Mo Lianxing—who’d been hiding inside the ring—emerged.
Though the look she gave Jiang Che was tinged with fear.
His earlier stunt—overturning sun and moon, reversing yin and yang—had nearly scared her to death. Such power bordered on divine.
And she couldn’t even begin to comprehend how he’d done it, chalking it up to his enigmatic master.
Honestly, she was starting to regret boarding Jiang Che’s pirate ship. This guy was terrifying... she might end up in way over her head.
"Husband, you woke me from my beauty sleep! How cruel~"
Despite her fear, Mo Lianxing adopted the coquettish demeanor of a young bride.
"See, Shen Yu? This is my wife—a soul without a physical body."
Jiang Che took Shen Yu’s hand and guided it toward Mo Lianxing...
Shen Yu’s fingers passed straight through Mo Lianxing’s form. Despite her lifelike appearance, she was undeniably just a spirit.
Shen Yu’s mind short-circuited again.
Mo Lianxing played along, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on Jiang Che’s cheek.
She didn’t dare go for the lips—who knew if he’d retaliate with some esoteric technique?
"See? Lianxing’s a soul with no body, yet she loves me deeply. So, Xiao Yu’er... your theory’s flawed. All emotions stem from the soul—you are your soul!"
Jiang Che held Shen Yu’s hand with one hand and gently rested the other on her abdomen.
"So, Miss Shen Yu, your maternal love for our child and your feelings for me... they’re real. It’s a resonance of souls."
"Don’t deny your emotions. Love is love. That hormone nonsense? Pure garbage!"
Shen Yu lowered her eyes, deep in thought.
Mo Lianxing: "???"
Watching the two of them hugging each other, she was utterly speechless.
So am I just a part of your little game too?
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
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!
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
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?!
