The next morning.
Xiao An'an yawned and peeked her little head out from under the blankets, gazing at Jiang Che beside her with an inexplicable emotion in her eyes.
But she didn’t feel any aversion—in fact, she was even a little excited!
She had essentially secured herself a permanent meal ticket!
Just thinking about being able to enjoy Jiang Che’s godly cooking skills every day from now on made her stomach growl again.
After all, they had been busy until the wee hours last night, and she was already starving.
Meanwhile, Jiang Che was still sleeping like a log.
"Grrr—"
The sound of her hungry stomach echoed. Xiao An'an patted her slightly rounded belly, which somehow still felt empty.
Fortunately, Jiang Che soon woke up.
"Jiang Che, Jiang Che... I want congee. Can you make me some shrimp congee?"
Xiao An'an clung to Jiang Che’s arm, her big eyes brimming with anticipation.
Jiang Che: "..."
Great, she really had turned him into her personal chef.
But there was no helping it—after all, he’d already taken everything from her. It wouldn’t be right to skimp on something as simple as a bowl of congee.
"Fine, I’ll make it for you, alright?"
Jiang Che helplessly pinched the girl’s cheek, then leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her forehead before heading out.
As soon as he stepped outside, he ran into Yu Wan'er.
The girl was sitting cross-legged, propping her chin up with one hand... and shooting Jiang Che a look of disdain.
"Hmph~"
With a snort, she turned and walked away.
"What’s her problem? Wasn’t it her who brought Xiao An'an here? Now she’s mad because I ‘ate’ her?"
Jiang Che shrugged. That little brat clearly needed another lesson!
Not long after Jiang Che left, Xiao Sisi slipped into Xiao An'an’s bedroom.
"Big... big sister? What are you doing here?"
Xiao An'an startled, pulling the blanket over herself as she blinked up at Xiao Sisi.
Xiao Sisi had dark circles under her eyes—clearly, she hadn’t slept a wink last night.
Behind her stood Xiao Wanwan, whose eye bags were just as dark. The two sisters had both been kept awake all night.
After all, they lived right upstairs, and their psychic connection had been dialed up to the max.
Xiao Sisi could handle it—she was already experienced—but Xiao Wanwan had suffered!
She had never hated their psychic link more than she did now.
"Big sister... I... I..." Xiao An'an had practically wrapped herself into a dumpling, her face burning red.
"It’s fine! Jiang Che is a man worth entrusting our lives to!"
Xiao Sisi had clearly been completely won over by Jiang Che, never missing a chance to sing his praises.
"Tch, what kind of ‘good man’ surrounds himself with so many women? He’s just a horny little mutt!" Xiao Wanwan muttered under her breath.
"Xiao Wanwan!"
Xiao Sisi and Xiao An'an snapped in unison, their voices identically laced with anger.
"Even if you don’t like Brother Jiang Che, you shouldn’t slander him like that!" Xiao An'an spoke up first. As the youngest sister, she had always been the obedient one and never argued with her elders.
"You... you’re scolding me?"
Xiao Wanwan felt utterly wronged. What had she said that was so wrong?
With so many women around him, wasn’t Jiang Che basically a walking hormone?
Xiao Sisi’s expression turned serious.
"Wanwan, the three of us are tied together now. If Jiang Che heard what you just said... do you think he’d hold it against me and An'an?"
Xiao Sisi knew exactly how to handle her sister—though she was well aware of Jiang Che’s true nature.
Xiao Wanwan fell silent.
But in her heart, she cursed him a thousand times over.
Her biggest regret was following her sister to the Jiang household last night!
"Wanwan, I know you have a deep aversion to men... but not all of them are bad. Jiang Che is a good person."
Xiao Sisi took Xiao Wanwan’s hand and spoke earnestly.
"Let’s not even mention his terrifying family background! His personal abilities are extraordinary—he’s strong, handsome, a top scorer in the national exams, even a songwriter... a true polymath. And as for his... ‘comprehensive abilities,’ you should already know from our psychic link. He really is the perfect man."
Xiao An'an couldn’t help but nod in agreement, adding, "His cooking is out of this world..."
Xiao Sisi and Xiao Wanwan: "..."
This gluttonous little sister—zero percent feelings for Jiang Che, one hundred percent feelings for his cooking.
Xiao Wanwan stayed quiet.
Jiang Che was indeed exceptional—flawless in every way except for his womanizing tendencies. But she just couldn’t stand the sight of his face!
Especially since this bastard had taken her beloved big sister from her.
"Big sister... I hate him. I hate men like him..."
Xiao Wanwan buried her face in Xiao Sisi’s chest, her voice trembling with frustration.
Xiao Sisi sighed softly.
Oh, her little sister...
Too young to appreciate Jiang Che’s worth, foolishly clinging to her sister instead!
Once she became Jiang Che’s woman, she’d probably do a complete one-eighty.
After all, all three sisters had a bit of a contradictory streak.
......
After preparing breakfast, Jiang Che headed to the so-called Cultivator Academy.
Let’s not forget—he still held a position there!
Dean of Discipline!
The Cultivator Academy was built within the restricted grounds of the Jiang family estate in the capital.
After all, this was the closest location to the Altar Gate, and with the Spirit Gathering Array in place, the spiritual energy here was the most concentrated.
Every student at the Cultivator Academy was among Dragon Country’s most elite geniuses.
Out of a population of over a billion, only a hundred or so had managed to enroll.
"Che'er! You’re here?"
Jiang Yunhuang hurried over excitedly. Though he was the nominal headmaster of the academy, his grandson was the real powerhouse here!
"Mm. I came to see these... ‘geniuses.’"
Jiang Che smirked. The moment he stepped through the Jiang family gates, an overwhelming surge of destiny energy washed over him.
The only other place he’d felt something similar was at the Fatebearer Association—but the destiny dragons here in the academy were even more potent.
The Fatebearer Association might sound impressive, but it had basically devolved into a glorified labor union.
The Fatebearers in the Cultivator Academy were different—these were the chosen ones who had emerged after the spiritual revival!
As the world’s celestial order reawakened, this new generation of destiny-blessed individuals would likely become the trailblazers of the coming era—perhaps even clashing with prodigies from the Nine Heavens.
But these people... had already unknowingly become Jiang Che’s personal harvest.
Jiang Yunhuang sighed after hearing Jiang Che’s words.
"Che'er, you have no idea... these little brats in the academy are absolute monsters! In such a short time, some are already attempting to break through to the Shattering Heaven stage! At this rate, in half a year, even I won’t be able to keep them in check!"
Jiang Yunhuang complained.
"Heh..." Jiang Che cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Yunhuang.
At this moment, Jiang Yunhuang had already reached the half-step Divine Transformation realm, just a hair's breadth away from true Divine Transformation. All that remained was to endure the lightning tribulation to ascend fully into the Divine Transformation realm!

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

] [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!"

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...

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.”