"Fuck you, Jiang Ruoxu, you piece of shit! And fuck your 'Emperor's Scripture'! I'm going abroad to spread my teachings!"
Lin Fan was furious.
No one in the country was watching his livestreams anymore.
Almost everyone in Dragon Country had turned to cultivating the "Emperor's Scripture."
"Don't worry, streamer! Those Dragon Country folks don’t understand how powerful the 'Dao Propagation Scripture' is. We’ll always follow your teachings..."
"Absolute idiots! I just spent a few years in the U.S., but my bloodline hasn’t changed... and yet, I can’t even practice that stupid Emperor's Scripture! I wouldn’t touch it even if it were free!"
Lin Fan glanced at these comments, his eyes flashing with disdain.
He was also practicing the Emperor's Scripture now, so he knew full well the vast gap between it and his Dao Propagation Scripture. These people were only following him because they couldn’t cultivate the Emperor's Scripture.
In other words, he was picking up the scraps.
But even if they were leftovers, they were still his followers—his "cash cows."
The spiritual energy resurgence in Dragon Country had already spread overseas. Even with spirit-gathering arrays, much of the energy still leaked out, inadvertently benefiting other nations.
People in those countries had begun awakening on their own, and as soon as they gained a sliver of power, they started acting like tyrants—looting, committing crimes, with crime rates skyrocketing.
Only Dragon Country had established a structured cultivation system, enjoying abundant spiritual energy and cultivation techniques, giving them a massive head start.
Dragon Country might have missed the first three industrial revolutions, but this time, with the spiritual energy resurgence, they were leading the charge—by a landslide.
"System, broadcast my Dao Propagation livestream to every platform worldwide. Turn on real-time translation. I’m going to spread my teachings to the entire world! My Dao Propagation Scripture is the real deal!"
Lin Fan clenched his fists.
Dragon Country had over a billion people—livestreaming his teachings there would’ve been a goldmine.
But now, he had no choice but to shift his focus to the rest of the world. With six billion people left, even if only half followed his Dao Propagation Scripture... he’d still rise to power.
His gaze hardened. As a Dragon Country native, he didn’t want to teach foreigners their sacred arts—but he was out of options.
To grow stronger, he had to do this.
......
The spiritual energy resurgence had flipped the world into a new era. People were scrambling to cultivate, terrified of falling behind.
Especially the wealthy.
When word got out that Yuanche Group could produce cultivation pills, the rich pulled every string, paid exorbitant prices, just to get their hands on a few.
Even something as basic as a first-tier "Blood Qi Pill"—something even dogs wouldn’t eat if it were lying on the street in the Nine Heavens—was being bought by Dragon Country tycoons for hundreds of millions.
"Hahaha, Xiao Chuan, my friend... Let me tell you, these pills are a must-buy. The world’s about to change. Cultivation’s the future now... Money won’t save us!"
Piao Deshuang, a middle-aged man, held a small jade box in his hand. Inside lay three pills.
He grinned triumphantly at Xiao Chuan.
"These three cost me a fortune. I originally bought five—fifteen billion in total! But after taking two, I can already feel the effects. I’ve reached the third level of Qi Refinement!"
He raised his hand, summoning a flickering flame in his palm.
Xiao Chuan stared in silence.
He’d spent his whole life believing in materialism... and now, in his twilight years, he was being dragged into cultivation?
"Did you get these pills from Yuanche Group?" Xiao Chuan asked.
"Exactly! Xiao Chuan, I heard you’ve worked with them before. Maybe you can cozy up to that young master, Jiang Che. He might sell you some!"
Xiao Chuan’s mustache nearly twitched off his face in anger.
"He wouldn’t dare!!!"
He slammed his palm on the table.
"Xiao... Xiao Chuan, what’s wrong? I just—"
Xiao Chuan realized he’d overreacted, but the rage remained.
That bastard Jiang Che was truly inhuman!
Two weeks ago, when he visited his daughter, Xiao Sisi, he noticed something off about her walk. As an experienced man, he knew exactly what it meant.
But as a father, he couldn’t ask. He couldn’t even bring it up.
Xiao Sisi was clearly head over heels for Jiang Che. If he pushed too hard, he’d just end up looking like a fool.
And the worst part? That beast Jiang Che was after all three of his precious daughters!!!
"Hmph, that young master of Yuanche Group owes me a favor!"
"What?! Seriously? Jiang Che owes you?!" Piao Deshuang’s eyes lit up.
"Of course!"
"Then... can you get me ten pills? Just one 'Indestructible Vigor Pill' for me, and I’ll give you five billion in shares!"
True to his name, Piao Deshuang had lived for pleasure—but now, past fifty, he needed... assistance.
"Ten? Even a thousand, ten thousand—he’d have to give them to me!"
Piao Deshuang’s eyes bulged. Just how big of a favor was this?
Wait... unless...
His eyes narrowed. If he remembered correctly, didn’t Xiao Chuan have triplet daughters?
He’d seen them once at their birthday celebration—each one stunning, the envy of every young elite in the capital.
"Xiao Chuan, which of your daughters... caught Jiang Che’s eye?"
Piao Deshuang grinned, rubbing his hands.
"You—!" Xiao Chuan’s face darkened. How did this old lecher guess so accurately?
"Oh?! I was right!!!"
"Was it Wanwan? Or... No, knowing Jiang Che’s habits, if he found out you had triplets, he wouldn’t stop at just one. Don’t tell me... all three of your daughters are—"
Honestly, Piao Deshuang had been envious at first. If one daughter could secure the family’s future through Jiang Che’s cultivation secrets, it’d be worth it.
But all three? That wasn’t a blessing—it was a nightmare!
Xiao Chuan’s face darkened further, his silence speaking volumes.
Piao Deshuang’s grin froze.
He’d stepped on a landmine.
"Ahem... Xiao Chuan, Jiang Che’s not a bad guy. I hear he’s devoted... and generous. Your girls... won’t suffer with him."
"GET OUT!!!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
