"What? Brother Jiang Che, am I really this amazing? I have the Divine Music Physique?"
Qiangwei covered her small mouth in shock upon learning about her unique constitution.
Though she didn’t understand what a "Divine Physique" truly meant, after hearing Jiang Che's explanation... her physique was extraordinary, and she could even become a supreme powerhouse in the future?
Instantly, Qiangwei couldn’t suppress the excitement bubbling inside her.
She wasn’t afraid of being ordinary—what she feared was being unworthy of Jiang Che and embarrassing him someday.
"That’s right, my dear. You can cultivate through the guqin..."
After Jiang Che’s words, Bai Qiangwei’s heart swelled with anticipation.
Even the piano she had learned before—she hadn’t been particularly interested in it, only playing to make Jiang Che happy.
"Heh, silly girl!"
Jiang Che gently patted Qiangwei’s head.
No wonder he could maintain a harem—these girls were all so gullible, falling for his tricks one after another!
...
It wasn’t just Qiangwei. Gu Lingfei, Wang Yanran, and all the other women had been summoned by Jiang Che.
Qin Qiaoqiao, Ye Mengyao, Yu Wan'er, Bai Jie, Bai Qiangwei, Chen Ningshuang, Gu Lingfei, Ji Ningxue, Leng Ningqiu, Wang Yanran, Shen Yu, Su Mianmian, the two catgirls Huangdou and Fen, and even the Xiao triplets!
Oh, and Dong'er had been brought along too!
With this, all of Jiang Che’s women were gathered in one place.
The atmosphere instantly turned awkward.
But as long as Jiang Che wasn’t embarrassed, the embarrassment belonged to everyone else.
[Darling... you truly live up to being the Solar Divine Physique.]
Jiang Che smirked. "Stay humble, stay humble."
As long as Young Master Jiang remained unbothered, the discomfort was everyone else’s problem.
"Ahem... the Dragon Palace is complete. From now on, we’ll be moving there."
Jiang Che didn’t dare activate his clairvoyance—this scene was the ultimate harem battlefield! If not for the "Harem Master" title suppressing the chaos, this household would’ve fallen apart long ago.
He could already feel the weight of numerous resentful gazes.
"I’ve built a teleportation gate connecting the Jiang residence to the Dragon Palace."
"Right here!"
Jiang Che pointed to the small teleportation array in the courtyard, its circular formation leading into a void.
"Come, let me show you the wonders of the underwater world!"
With that, he scooped up Yu Wan'er and stepped straight into the portal.
Ye Mengyao and the others quickly followed.
"Sister Shen Yu, let me help you..." Qin Qiaoqiao obediently offered her arm to Shen Yu.
Shen Yu was currently the Jiang family’s most treasured gem—the first to be pregnant, her unborn child absolutely irreplaceable.
Shen Yu: "......"
Nearly all the girls entered the portal, except for Huangdou, who sat clutching a salted fish pillow, staring at the teleportation array in terror, refusing to move.
Jiang Che simply hoisted her onto his shoulder and carried her in.
"Master... don’t wanna go, meow!"
"The Dragon Palace has big fish jerky."
"Want big fish jerky, meow..."
......
Truthfully, this was Jiang Che’s first time seeing the completed underwater Dragon Palace as well!
Just as he had envisioned, the palace’s scale had expanded nearly tenfold from its original design.
Its area rivaled hundreds of Forbidden Cities, its architecture grand and majestic, exuding an unparalleled aura.
"Wow, Brother Jiang Che, I can actually breathe underwater? This is amazing!"
Xiao Sisi marveled, feeling like a fish exploring the ocean depths.
"Mn, the Water-Repelling Pearl. I embedded its power into all your bracelets."
"Oh!" Xiao Sisi didn’t understand what a Water-Repelling Pearl was, but her admiration for Jiang Che grew even stronger.
Meanwhile, Xiao An'an glanced around—the Dragon Palace bustled with marine creatures that had begun their path of cultivation.
Enlightened giant clams, shrimp soldiers, crab generals...
"Wow, such a huge mantis shrimp! Jiang Che, I want garlic butter mantis shrimp!"
Xiao An'an pointed at a distant mantis shrimp hauling a massive boulder. The creature had evolved armored plating, reaching the Soul-Forming stage with considerable intelligence.
Yet despite its cultivation, it was still being forced into hard labor!
"Huh? G-garlic butter?! I am the Mantis Shrimp General! Who dares eat me? Who can eat me?!"
The overworked mantis shrimp flared up in rage. Already furious at being enslaved by Qiu Lin, now some fool wanted to devour him?!
But the moment he saw Jiang Che, his vision darkened. During Jiang Che’s last "shopping trip" to the Dragon Palace, he had hidden in the sand and narrowly escaped.
Seems fate had caught up to him.
"Young Master Jiang... Young Master Jiang, spare me!"
Pleas were useless. Since An'an had spoken, this mantis shrimp’s fate was sealed.
As the mantis shrimp was dragged away, the other sea creatures trembled in fear, each desperately wishing to bury themselves in the sand, praying they wouldn’t be next.
...
"Divine Martial Sovereign! You’ve arrived!"
Qiu Lin scurried over, his face the picture of obsequiousness.
Noticing the women behind Jiang Che, he froze momentarily before lowering his head.
As a descendant of dragons, human women—no matter how beautiful—didn’t align with his tastes. He preferred pure-blooded dragonesses like the Dragon Princess.
Alas, even she had already been claimed by Jiang Che.
"Divine Martial Sovereign, the Dragon Palace is complete... This is a simplified replica of the Celestial Dragon Palace. Please inspect it..."
Qiu Lin gestured to the magnificent structure behind him.
At the palace’s forefront stood a colossal five-clawed golden dragon sculpture, spanning kilometers, so lifelike it was clear immense effort had been poured into it.
Who knew how many sea creatures Qiu Lin had enslaved to construct such grandeur in just a month?
The palace glittered with luminous pearls, ensuring ample light despite the ocean depths.
Most striking was the radiant pearl at its peak, shining like a miniature sun.
These were remnants of the lost Atlantis civilization—much of the materials had been scavenged from its ruins to build this new palace.
The great pearl, as Qiu Lin explained, was an eternal treasure of Atlantis, its glow undimmed for millennia.
[Jiang Che, that’s a Dragon Pearl! A DRAGON PEARL!!! My heavens... an actual Dragon Pearl!]
Jiang Che: "......"
He sighed. Ever since keeping Mo Lianxing by his side, she’d been prone to exaggerated reactions every time he stumbled upon treasures.
Honestly, did she think he couldn’t recognize a Dragon Pearl?
How overdramatic.
A quick system scan would suffice.
[Ding! Detected: "Sealed Dragon Pearl"]
[Dragon Pearl: A condensed essence of a pure-blooded dragon’s cultivation, formed upon reaching the Divine Transformation stage. It contains the entirety of a dragon’s power.]
"This dragon pearl is the relic of an Ancestral Dragon, one of the Dragon Clan's most treasured artifacts."
Hmm?
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow slightly. An Ancestral Dragon's pearl?
Truthfully, Jiang Che didn’t particularly care about the Dragon Clan—what mattered was... this was a sacred treasure of their kind!
If he remembered correctly, hadn’t Qiu Lin mentioned before... that the Dragon Maiden was preparing to cross realms precisely to search for so-called Dragon Clan treasures?
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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!
] [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!"
