"Saint-grade spirit stone?"
Mo Lianxing's eyes widened, her breathing even growing rapid.
In her past life, though she had been fortunate enough to possess a few top-grade spirit stones, saint-grade ones were something she had only heard of in legends.
Saint-grade spirit stones could no longer even be called mere spirit stones. Top-grade spirit stones could be excavated from top-grade spirit mines—often, a single large top-grade spirit vein could yield thousands or even tens of thousands of top-grade stones.
But saint-grade spirit stones usually only appeared in major auctions held in the Nine Heavens, and their prices were exorbitant, often starting bids with top-grade spirit stones. They were incomparably rare!
"Husband... did your master... give you another treasure?"
Mo Lianxing spoke excitedly—playing dumb was one of her specialties!
As for saint-grade spirit stones... even if she hadn't tasted pork, hadn't she at least seen a pig run?
"Can I... touch this saint-grade spirit stone? Just a little touch!"
Her eyes practically sparkled.
"Hah... you greedy little thing!"
Jiang Che took out the saint-grade spirit stone from earlier and dangled it in front of Mo Lianxing.
All spirit stones produced by the system came with built-in seals—otherwise, the aura of a saint-grade stone would definitely trigger terrifying celestial phenomena!
"Wow, it really is a saint-grade thunder spirit stone!"
Mo Lianxing pressed her face close to Jiang Che's, and in an instant... her world was filled with nothing but that deep shade of violet.
"Alright, had enough?"
Jiang Che promptly withdrew the stone, storing it back into his system space.
"I... I haven't looked enough yet!"
The woman protested anxiously. She had nearly pressed herself against it earlier... and had even managed to refine a wisp of the stone's spiritual energy. As expected of a saint-grade stone—even her soul form could absorb its sacred aura!
"Lian'er, do you really want to use this saint-grade stone to cultivate your soul? To refine a thunder-attuned spirit?"
"Yes, yes! Husband, I want to improve so badly!" Mo Lianxing said eagerly.
"It’s not impossible... but think about it, dear—there are many ways to absorb a spirit stone’s energy."
"Many... ways?" Mo Lianxing blinked, utterly confused.
"Come, come, let your husband teach you!"
"......"
Late into the night.
"Hah... a-choo!"
Yu Wan'er, woken by the urge to pee, stumbled out of her bedroom barefoot, clad in thin pajamas with one shoulder strap askew—though her figure remained as flat as ever.
Completely set in stone, with no room for growth.
"Hmm? Is Jiang Che still awake? I should check... that jerk, is he up to no good again?"
She tiptoed into Jiang Che's bedroom, moving as stealthily as a cat in the night.
But soon, she was stunned.
"Gh... ghost!!!"
Jiang Che had never mentioned Mo Lianxing's existence to Yu Wan'er or the others.
Mo Lianxing's soul form appeared as a translucent, ethereal figure floating midair—any normal person would immediately think "ghost!"
Except this was an exceptionally beautiful 'female ghost.'
Yu Wan'er pinched her own soft cheek hard, leaving a red mark.
Her face stung, but the scene before her remained unchanged.
"Jiang Che! You’re not even sparing ghosts now???"
...
The next morning.
At the breakfast table, Yu Wan'er sat with dark circles under her eyes, angrily gnawing on a steamed bun.
"Jiang Che, you’re truly despicable. First, you go after catgirls like Mianmian-jie, and now even spirits? You’re too much!"
Jiang Che chuckled. "Thanks for the compliment!"
"Wan'er, what spirit?" Qin Qiaoqiao asked curiously from the side.
"Nothing! Ask Jiang Che if you want to know!"
Qin Qiaoqiao was a gossip at heart. She rarely got jealous—in fact, she actively helped Jiang Che pursue other girls, especially when it came to juicy rumors about him.
"Jiang Che-gege, what spirit? Don’t tell me you’re trying to be like Ning Caichen... oh my god, a ghost sister?"
The girl covered her mouth in shock.
Jiang Che: "......"
"Little girl, scram. The less you know, the better."
Qin Qiaoqiao’s eyelid twitched. "Jiang Che-gege, do you still think I’m a little girl?"
If not for Jiang Che, she’d probably be in her third year of university by now. But with the spiritual resurgence, schools worldwide had shut down.
...
Having obtained the Great Sun Saint Physique, Jiang Che was feeling invincible.
His cultivation had leaped several levels, reaching the half-step Divine Transformation realm.
His overall abilities had multiplied dozens of times over!
No more embarrassing moments of stumbling out weak-kneed.
He spent a full three days at the Jiang residence.
"The Great Sun Saint Physique truly lives up to its reputation as the ultimate... harem physique! The pinnacle of dual cultivation!"
Jiang Che was ecstatic.
Before, his physique had been lackluster. Even with dual cultivation techniques, his progress was slow, and the girls cultivating with him suffered as well.
But now, everything was different!
Ye Mengyao, Qin Qiaoqiao, and the others had all broken through to the Heavenly Origin realm, while Yu Wan'er had been forcibly elevated to Heavenly Origin peak.
Chen Ningshuang had even reached the mid-stage of the Shattering Heaven realm.
But Chen Ningshuang wasn’t the most terrifying—the strongest was Dong'er!
Dong'er had already stepped into the Divine Transformation realm, becoming a 1st Revolution Divine Transformation expert!
No tribulation, no bottlenecks—her Void Physique bypassed all limitations. Even if she ascended to immortality in the future, there would be no heavenly tribulation.
...
"Wife, take this spirit stone. Keeping it close will improve your constitution and subtly enhance our baby’s physique. Once born, they’ll undoubtedly have a Thunder Saint Physique."
Jiang Che took out a bracelet crafted from a saint-grade spirit stone.
The bracelet shimmered with a violet glow, exquisitely beautiful.
He slipped it onto Shen Yu’s wrist.
Lately, Jiang Che had been unusually tender toward Shen Yu. He had a vague sense that she was beginning to develop feelings for him.
Making Shen Yu truly fall in love wouldn’t happen overnight—even with a child, at most, it would only bind her to him.
This process might take decades... or even centuries. But Young Master Jiang had patience to spare!
"Thank you."
[Is this... for the baby?]
Shen Yu glanced down at the thunder spirit stone bracelet on her wrist.
Tsk tsk, look at that... Little Yu'er is already smitten!
Jiang Che’s smirk nearly split his face.
A woman’s heart... he understood it all too well!
Shen Yu’s words translated to: "Oh, so it’s for the baby... not for me."
Wasn’t this blatant jealousy?
Meanwhile, inside the Soul Nurturing Ring, Mo Lianxing was seething with envy.
[Ahhh!!! A saint-grade spirit stone!!! Give it to me... Jiang Che, I’ll bear you a child! Give me the saint-grade stone!!! I swear I’ll love you to the bone!]
The shameless Mo Lianxing would sell anything—even her own womb—for a spirit stone!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
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!
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?!
