"This gentleman is the largest investor of our Cultivator Academy, as well as your dean of education—Young Master Jiang Che!"
Ai Kun, a powerhouse at the Shattering Heaven realm, held immense prestige within the Cultivator Academy. Yet now, he had become yet another bootlicker by Jiang Che's side!
In an instant, all eyes turned toward Jiang Che.
To be honest, Jiang Che was a little excited—this was his first time facing so many Sons of Fortune, not to mention the numerous Chosen Ones among them.
"Tonight, I’ll have Chen Hao stock up on some goods, take out a few Sons of Fortune... and snag a couple of system templates."
Given Jiang Che’s status, he could already disregard luck and instantly obliterate those low-tier Sons of Fortune. Besides, these lower-tier ones rarely dropped anything valuable—most of the time, it was just system templates.
But right now, Jiang Che needed those system templates. He planned to grab a few and slap them onto Chu Yuan and the others.
Chosen One? What a joke! Even the heavens themselves would have to work for him!
...
"Jiang Che? I’ve heard of him... currently the wealthiest cultivator on Blue Star. All spirit stones, medicinal herbs, and pills are produced by his company."
"Controlling that many spirit stones and pills? I can’t even imagine how strong he must be!"
"Damn it, how can one person monopolize so many resources? Brothers, aren’t all men created equal?"
"Are you fucking stupid? Jiang Che’s grandfather is a half-step Divine Transformation realm superpower!"
"And I heard he has an incredibly mysterious master... Rumor has it—just a rumor, mind you—that his master is a Nirvana-stage supreme expert! One slap could turn you and your system to dust."
The Sons of Fortune buzzed with discussion.
Jiang Che’s reputation was no secret anymore.
When you’re only slightly stronger than someone, they might envy or resent you. But when your power far surpasses theirs... all that’s left is awe.
"Greetings. Starting today, I’ll be your dean of education."
Jiang Che lazily stretched and rose from his chair.
His gaze swept over the crowd of Sons of Fortune before finally settling on Chu Yuan.
The guy was practically paralyzed with fear, wishing he could dig a hole and disappear forever.
[How is this possible? How?! Battle Stone, are you malfunctioning? 1... 100 million combat power? What kind of cultivation level is this?!]
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow.
This Chu Yuan had quite a few secrets.
After eavesdropping for a moment with his Divine Hearing, Jiang Che understood—Chu Yuan had stumbled into an alternate dimension during the early days of the spiritual resurgence and obtained an inheritance... along with some treasure called the Battle Stone.
The Battle Stone could display his own combat power as well as others’. If someone’s power exceeded his? Immediate retreat.
If his power exceeded theirs? Well... sorry, but he didn’t eat humble pie.
Clearly, this was the ultimate treasure for a survivalist.
[Principal Jiang, at half-step Divine Transformation, only has 510,000 combat power... but his grandson has 100 million?!]
Chu Yuan was utterly terrified.
What kind of monstrous strength was this?
A legendary Martial God? Or maybe even Nirvana-stage?
He couldn’t even begin to imagine it. In his panic, he started reciting Buddhist scriptures in his head—after all, he’d heard some supreme experts possessed divine abilities like Mind Reading and Heavenly Vision. Not a single rebellious thought dared surface.
"Hah... this Chu Yuan is quite interesting."
Jiang Che flashed him an enigmatic smile.
Chu Yuan: "!!!"
I’m done for. The big boss has his eyes on me. My life is over!
......
Jiang Che strolled leisurely to the front, looking down at the sea of Sons of Fortune below.
"My name is Jiang Che. Some of you may not have heard of me, but I guarantee you’ve consumed the pills or spirit stones produced by my company."
"I know every one of you is a top-tier genius of Dragon Country, individuals blessed with immense fortune..."
"Among you, some may have extraordinary talents, some may be bound to all sorts of bizarre systems, or even have a ring-bound elder guiding you. But no matter what, in the Cultivator Academy, you will check your arrogance at the door!"
The moment Jiang Che finished speaking, the entire crowd of over 200 people was stunned.
Especially those with systems—they felt a chill run down their spines.
Sons of Fortune were proud by nature, especially after binding with a system. After decades of being nobodies, finally getting a system naturally made them believe they were the chosen ones.
But now, the very thing they took pride in had been casually mentioned by Jiang Che. Doubt crept into their minds: Wait, am I not the only one with a system?
Instantly, Jiang Che became even more enigmatic in their eyes.
Even Jiang Ruoxu, who feared nothing, was on his best behavior around Jiang Che.
The little troublemaker feared no one—except Jiang Che.
Jiang Che continued his grand speech before showcasing his strength—Shattering Heaven realm, 9th stage!
No special effects!
[Pfft. Acting? Keep pretending. You clearly have 100 million combat power, yet you’re pretending to be weak? You think I’ll buy that?]
Chu Yuan, lurking in the corner, nearly scoffed out loud. This guy... a max-level boss slumming it in a noob zone?
But at the same time... a bold idea sprouted in his mind.
A supreme expert like this definitely had incredible treasures. As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold—if he could latch onto this guy’s coattails, he’d be set for life!
No, no!
Wait, isn’t "set for life" just another way of saying "dead"?
...
The best way to win people over? Be stronger than them.
After Jiang Che’s masterful manipulation, most of the Sons of Fortune were thoroughly bamboozled.
Many once-arrogant youths now looked utterly defeated. So... systems weren’t unique after all?
They were just dime-a-dozen trash?
"Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of sub-systems should I pick for them?"
Jiang Che began flipping through his records.
The Association of the Chosen had detailed profiles on every system holder.
"Ugh... looking at it now, aside from a few key members, the rest of this association is just a bunch of clowns."
Jiang Che’s lips twitched.
Before the spiritual resurgence, these Sons of Fortune might have been impressive—tycoons, miracle doctors, you name it. But times had changed!
They were all washed up now, and their systems were useless.
"Guess I’ll just buy from the system shop."
Jiang Che sighed.
Looks like free loot was off the table.
[Sub-System DIY Template: A customizable sub-system where the host retains absolute control and retrieval rights. Functions and support directions are fully customizable, but the upper limit cannot exceed the Primordial System.]
[Price: 3,000,000 points.]
"I was planning to stock up on supplies, but now it seems... I’ll have to put in some effort and figure it out myself."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
