"Ah, an Emperor-grade cultivation technique might be a bit shabby, but I’ll reluctantly accept it!"
When it came to shamelessness, if Jiang Che claimed to be second, no one would dare call themselves first!
The absurd part was that despite Jiang Che’s utter lack of shame, the old-timers of the Jiang family still had to indulge him.
With god-tier special effects, even a Great Emperor like Jiang Hong couldn’t fully discern the true nature of his faked physique.
But a fake was still a fake. If he ever ascended to the Nine Heavens and faced a Great Emperor in person, his ruse would inevitably be exposed.
Not that it mattered—this young master had the system backing him!
How did he know about the Chaos Azure Lotus Immortal Physique? How could he even mimic it so flawlessly that even a Great Emperor’s projection like Jiang Hong couldn’t see through it?
Simple—his system actually sold the Chaos Azure Lotus Immortal Physique!
Of course, permanent physiques like that came with an eye-watering price tag: a staggering 500 million points!
To be fair, Jiang Che’s system was already quite generous. It rained down points, and the system shop’s prices were downright reasonable.
Unlike Chen Hao or Jiang Ruoxu’s systems, where middlemen jacked up prices by dozens of times.
Permanent, non-renewable resources like immortal or saint physiques were priced sky-high, while things like cultivation techniques or one-time items were dirt cheap.
Both were at the immortal-grade, but while physiques started at several hundred million points, immortal-grade techniques only cost 10 to 20 million.
The physiques were probably looted from some poor soul, but techniques? Just photocopy them! No wonder they were so cheap!
"Gotta squeeze more labor out of the worker bees. Once I’ve farmed enough, I’ll buy a few real immortal physiques to play with."
Fakes were fakes, after all. Jiang Che cultivated the Primordial Human Emperor Scripture, and even with the entire Blue Star’s population paying him "taxes" and his daily dual cultivation sessions with the ladies, stacking buffs upon buffs, his current realm was still only at the 6th-stage Sky Shattering level.
...
"Here! This is the original ‘Palm Scripture.’ I’ve never taken a disciple before—you’re the first to learn this Emperor-grade technique."
Jiang Hong spoke with pride!
He lightly tapped Jiang Che’s forehead, and a faint glow flowed into his consciousness.
Instantly, visions flooded Jiang Che’s mind!
A rugged-faced middle-aged man, whose aura overshadowed heaven and earth, moved with such grandeur that the world itself seemed to pale. A slow raise of his hand... and a divine manifestation stretched countless miles, as if to pierce the heavens. A colossal palm capable of crushing a star.
The universe, contained within a single palm!
Miraculous phenomena erupted until Jiang Che finally grasped the new skill—‘Palm Scripture.’
The hype was real: gripping the sun and moon, plucking stars from the sky, being peerless in the mortal realm, a divine kingdom in the palm...
Great Emperors? Mere mortals! At his current late-stage Sky Shattering cultivation, he could already fake the aura of a high-level Nirvana-stage expert. Once he broke through to the Divine Passage realm... he’d reach the Creation stage!
By the time he became a Martial God, his "masters" would be nothing less than Great Emperor-level powerhouses.
His system’s tier was absurdly high. As his cultivation grew, even more insane items in the system shop would unlock.
The advantage was his!
"Great Emperor Ancestor, my cultivation’s hit a bottleneck... How about some elixirs? Maybe some True Dragon blood or Phoenix essence?"
Jiang Che rubbed his hands together, embodying shamelessness.
"You brat! True Dragon blood? Why don’t we just capture a baby True Dragon for you while we’re at it?" One of the Jiang family elders nearly lost it.
"Really? If you can... make sure it’s a female. I’ve always wanted to be a Dragon Rider!"
"You—!"
Even the Great Emperor Jiang Hong was stunned. This kid... had absolutely no shame!!!
"Ancestors, if you give me enough goodies... I’ll change my surname to Jiang! In life, I’ll be a Jiang; in death, a Jiang ghost!"
"I’ll swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao—I’ll never betray the Jiang family!"
Jiang Che dropped his playful act, turning dead serious.
His sudden solemnity left the Jiang family elders silent.
A Heavenly Dao Oath?
That could work! Force this rebellious brat to swear—no matter how much of a troublemaker he became, he’d never betray the Jiang family. Break the oath, and the backlash from the Heavenly Dao would annihilate him!
Not even a Great Emperor could withstand that kind of karmic retribution!
Ahem. "Young descendant, there’s no need for such an oath. You’re one of us, and with such peerless immortal talent, it’s only right we support you. But if you insist on swearing... we won’t stop you."
Jiang Che scoffed internally. These old foxes were just as thick-skinned!
Translation: "Swear the damn oath already!"
Too bad for them—while they were merely shameless, this young master had no face to begin with!
"Ancestors, with the severance between heaven and earth, can you really deliver treasures to me? I’m young... and afraid of being scammed!"
Jiang Che put on an innocent, hesitant face—like a newbie begging not to be trolled.
"A fair concern. With the realms severed, cross-dimensional transport is difficult... but not impossible."
"It’ll cost ahem a considerable price, but True Dragon blood? That’s pushing it."
"Then how about a few tons of top-grade spirit stones? Or a few acres of premium spirit farmland?"
"......"
"Wait... don’t tell me you can’t even send top-grade spirit stones?"
"......"
Silence.
"Alright, let’s cut the crap. My master told me—my physique is the once-in-10,000-years Chaos Immortal Physique! I’m in my growth phase now... and I need the Jiang family’s resources. You know what the Chaos Immortal Physique means, right? Once I ascend, I’ll lead the Jiang family to the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens!"
No more acting—just pay up!
Jiang Che’s words left the ancestors speechless.
This kid knew he had an immortal physique?
And he had a master?!
A sense of urgency gripped them. They couldn’t let this golden goose get poached!
"Very well. We’ll do our best to meet your demands. The Jiang family recently uncovered a top-grade spirit vein and refined several tons of top-grade spirit stones. But transporting them across realms... the cost might exceed the stones’ value!"
"As for True Dragon essence blood, our reserves are limited. We can spare 10 drops—Nirvana-stage True Dragon blood..."
Jiang Che’s breathing grew ragged. Holy hell, they were loaded!!!
Top-grade spirit stones measured by the ton?!
He’d lowballed himself!
Wait—he shouldn’t have asked for top-grade. He should’ve gone for Saint-grade or even Immortal-grade spirit stones!
The Jiang family, as a leading force in the Nine Heavens, definitely had those!
Meanwhile, Mo Lianxing, who was hiding inside Jiang Che’s Spirit Nurturing Ring, was utterly stunned—completely and utterly stunned! Tons of top-grade spirit stones… she had never even heard of such a thing!
Was this the sheer audacity of a top-tier force from the Nine Heavens?
Truly, sticking with her husband meant reaping the rewards! With him swindling so many treasures this time, he was bound to share a little with her.
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.”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
] [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!"
