After several hours of mysterious maneuvers with an unknown formation, the Nine Heavens Jiang Clan finally succeeded in their cross-realm teleportation!
A spatial ring lay quietly at the center of the formation.
"Here, these are the cultivation resources for you. Inside, you'll find 500 top-grade spirit stones weighing two tons in total, half an acre of premium spirit farmland, ten drops of True Dragon essence blood, and various mid-to-high-tier elixirs. These should be enough to quickly advance you to the Nirvana stage. If these resources were in the Nine Heavens... they'd spark a bloody storm..."
Jiang Hong spoke earnestly, though not without a twinge of pain. Despite the Jiang Clan's vast wealth, this expenditure was still a massive drain.
Jiang Che opened the spatial ring, gave it a quick scan, and immediately felt at ease.
Damn! This is what you call a major clan!
So freaking generous!
Five hundred top-grade spirit stones—in Jiang Che's system, that would cost a full 500 million points. Sure, he could save up for a year or so to afford them, but this was free loot!
And then there was the True Dragon essence blood, the half-acre of premium spirit farmland... All together, this haul was easily worth over a billion points.
Absolute jackpot!
And the best part? He could keep milking them. Next time, he'd just ask for Saint-grade or even Immortal-grade spirit stones!
"Ahem... How could I possibly accept this? After all, I'm also a member of the Jiang family, carrying the Jiang bloodline!"
Jiang Che showcased the classic virtue of his homeland—outwardly refusing while swiftly transferring everything from the spatial ring into his own system storage.
Who knew if those old geezers had planted any traps in the ring? His system storage was the only safe place.
Honestly, even Jiang Hong couldn't help but cringe at Jiang Che's shameless greed.
A prodigy with an immortal physique, yet this shameless? Even if he became an immortal, he'd never amount to much!
Once the ring was secured, Jiang Che's demeanor shifted instantly.
These were his golden benefactors—he had to treat them like royalty!
With a solemn expression, he raised his right hand.
"Heavenly Dao above! I, Jiang Che, swear an oath upon the Heavenly Dao—in this life, I will always remain a member of the Jiang family. Alive, I am Jiang's man; dead, I am Jiang's ghost. I will never betray the Jiang family! If I do... may I suffer eternal damnation!"
In the next instant, a golden light radiated outward.
The Heavenly Oath was sealed.
Cough—Jiang Che had exploited a tiny loophole.
"My loyalty is to the Jiang family. What does that have to do with the Jiang Clan?"
Jiang Hong and the others noticed nothing amiss, their lips curling into satisfied smiles.
They'd finally managed to rope in this little ancestor.
After all, this was an immortal physique prodigy—his future potential was limitless. Now that he'd sworn the Heavenly Oath, he was officially a Jiang Clan member!
From now on, a portion of the clan's cultivation resources would have to be allocated to him.
But this early investment would be worth it!
"Uh... Honored ancestors, if there's nothing else, I'll go cultivate now."
Jiang Che logged off immediately. With the benefits secured, why waste time chatting with these old fossils?
As Jiang Che walked away, the Jiang Clan elders fell into silence.
...
Nine Heavens Jiang Clan.
"Third Uncle, doesn’t that little brat seem... unreliable?"
"Exactly. Those top-grade spirit stones were deducted from the Ninth Young Master's cultivation resources. The clan's Ten Great Imperial Heirs are already competing for the position of Young Lord..."
Jiang Hong, however, stood with his hands behind his back and shook his head.
"I have high hopes for this junior named Jiang Che. A Chaos Immortal Physique... and none of the arrogance typical of young geniuses. A schemer like him will go far. Who knows? He might even contend for the position of Jiang Clan's Young Lord!"
That's right—Jiang Hong and the others had no idea Jiang Che's surname was Jiang, not Jiang!
In their minds, even if Jiang Che was a Jiang Clan branch descendant, he must have taken his mother's surname—Jiang!
But they'd overlooked one critical detail: Jiang Che's father... was surnamed Jiang!
"Moreover, I sense that Jiang Che was born in the Mortal Realm, where the Heavenly Dao is now awakening. A new generation of Chosen Ones will emerge, and among them... one will rise as the Sovereign of Destiny. Right now, Jiang Che is the most likely candidate!"
"So... I'm placing my bet early—on this junior from the lower realm."
Jiang Hong narrowed his eyes.
Despite being a supreme Emperor-level expert, even he had to pick a side in a transcendent clan like the Jiangs.
"Jiang Che... I wager... you will ascend to immortality!"
......
"Husband, husband! Hurry up... I can't wait any longer!"
Inside the Soul Nurturing Ring, Mo Lianxing fidgeted impatiently.
"See? Always in such a rush."
Jiang Che grinned and pulled out all the treasures gifted by the Nine Heavens Jiang Clan.
The top-grade spirit stones alone formed a small mountain.
Top-grade spirit stones were incredibly dense—a single goose-egg-sized stone weighed dozens of pounds.
"Wow!!! So many top-grade spirit stones? Husband... can you spare a few for me? I've been so well-behaved..."
"You little gold-digger!"
Jiang Che poked Mo Lianxing's forehead. "Since I'm in a good mood today, take a few spirit stones. And here’s a drop of True Dragon essence blood for you."
He had this little vixen completely under his thumb now.
Anyone with half a brain knew that sticking with Young Master Jiang meant feasting on the spoils.
So, toward Mo Lianxing, Jiang Che had grown considerably more generous.
"Really? Thank you, husband~~~"
Mo Lianxing eyed the ten drops of True Dragon essence blood, her fingers itching with the urge to just kill and loot.
Her instincts were kicking in!
"Hah... I plan to plant this half-acre of premium spirit farmland inside the Dragon Palace. Once it's ready, I'll just move in and live there."
Jiang Che wrapped an arm around Mo Lianxing's slender waist.
Mo Lianxing bit her lip lightly, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.
"Husband... haven't you always been obsessed with dragon maidens? How about... I transform into one for you today?"
Jiang Che's eyes lit up. "Lianxing, you really get me!"
......
Half a day later, Jiang Che's soul returned to his body.
But he felt utterly drained.
Though Jiang Che was a man of formidable endurance, his soul was still just a measly Shattering Heaven-stage weakling, while Mo Lianxing's soul was at the high-tier Nirvana stage.
It was like hitching a pony to a freight train—way too much strain.
"Guess I need to take it easy. Doesn’t hurt the kidneys, but damn, it wrecks the soul!"
Jiang Che sighed softly.
Just then, Jiang Yunhuang arrived.
"So? Did you score any benefits? What did those old ghosts say...?"
Jiang Che flashed an OK sign.
"Ha! Good to hear." Jiang Yunhuang didn’t pry further about the specifics. A junior’s fortune was his own.
"Che'er, the cultivation academy is holding an internal competition later. You... want to check it out?"
Jiang Che smirked. Hell yeah, he was going!
Right now, he desperately needed more "workers."
After all, that Chaos Immortal Physique cost 500 million points.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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!
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
