"Jiang Che! I, Jiang Hong, have lived two lifetimes spanning over seventy thousand years. This Azure Dragon Ring contains treasures I've accumulated over half my existence—enough to cultivate you all the way to the Quasi-Emperor Realm!"
"For tens of thousands of years, I searched but never found a worthy successor... until I met you!"
Jiang Hong's voice carried a tinge of melancholy.
He had risen to fame in his youth, leaving the Jiang Clan as a rogue cultivator and climbing the path to emperorship by stepping over the corpses of his peers.
In his era, he defeated every single Jiang Clan imperial heir, along with all the prodigies bearing sacred constitutions—despite being nothing more than a mortal physique himself!
Yet his downfall came at the hands of a fake Chaos Physique cultivator, a defeat that nearly shattered his dao heart.
That very impostor had now ascended to the rank of a flawed immortal!
Thus, he swore to find a true Chaos Immortal Physique and take them as his disciple.
Never did he expect the Chaos Immortal Physique to manifest so soon...
And in his own bloodline descendant, no less!
No words could describe his exhilaration upon discovering Jiang Che's physique.
So he poured his entire legacy into the Azure Dragon Ring for one grand gamble.
Jiang Che's grin threatened to split his face. The ring's treasures were beyond abundant—their combined value easily started at a hundred billion system points!
Even if half the items were useless to him, who'd complain about extra loot?
Useless stuff could always be sold.
This was pure profit! A century's worth of struggle skipped in one windfall!
"Jiang Che, as my blood descendant, formal apprenticeship is unnecessary. Since the mortal realm's Heavenly Dao chose you... I naturally trust your character."
"The Azure Dragon Ring also holds three immortal-grade scriptures, all created by our Jiang Clan's true immortal ancestors..."
Jiang Hong droned on while Jiang Che let the words go in one ear and out the other.
Only one fact mattered: every treasure now belonged to him.
Noticing Jiang Che's distracted gleam, Jiang Hong chuckled—this junior was truly a money-grubbing fiend.
But paired with that monstrous cultivation talent? Absolute invincibility.
"I'll enter dormancy now. If you face insurmountable danger, awaken me for one strike at peak Quasi-Emperor power."
His tone radiated quiet confidence.
"Peak Quasi-Emperor combat power?" Jiang Che narrowed his eyes. Though he couldn't fathom that level, annihilating stars probably wasn't beyond it.
Currently, his divine-grade special effects technique could mimic early Creation Realm strength.
At Creation Realm, splitting mountains and boiling seas took minimal effort—a single palm strike could erase a continent.
Going all out might even reduce a planet to lifeless rock.
A peak Quasi-Emperor could likely smash Earth like a grape.
Not that it mattered; Earth's spiritual revival had reached critical mass. Any power exceeding world parameters would trigger Heavenly Dao intervention.
Still, this was the ultimate trump card.
Once Jiang Hong's spirit fragment slept, Jiang Che's excitement erupted—though he played it cool with a few test calls:
"Hey, Ancestor? You asleep yet?"
"Ancestor, what're you doing? Where'd you go?"
Simultaneously activating his Clairvoyance!
Only after confirming Jiang Hong's deep slumber did he explode:
"WOO-HOO!! So many top-grade spirit stones! I'm rich!!"
Each top-grade spirit stone was priceless—his system priced them at a million points apiece, barely dropping below several hundred thousand even during flash sales.
Jiang Hong's ring contained thousands!
Plus an entire river of premium spirit spring water... no, more like a spiritual ocean.
In the Nine Heavens, this hoard would spark continent-wide bloodshed.
But what else to expect from a seventy-thousand-year-old emperor?
The pinnacle existence's savings account had to match his status!
Then there were the three immortal scriptures!
Hundreds of varied saint-grade spirit stones! Countless unnamed but obviously priceless relics!
Gazing at the Azure Dragon Ring, Jiang Che thought of the Chosen One—Chu Yuan.
That guy possessed the real Chaos Immortal Physique and followed the Doge Dao path.
Were it not for Jiang Che's fake physique, Chu Yuan would've inherited Jiang Hong's legacy.
"Chu Yuan, don't blame me for stealing your fortune. I did give you the Ironhead System, didn't I?"
Jiang Che's lips curled in a villainous smirk.
Meanwhile, at the cultivation academy, Chu Yuan sneezed violently during meditation.
"Who... who the hell's talking about me?"
He frowned, sensing the loss of something profoundly important.
[Ding! Host successfully scammed Chosen One 'Chu Yuan,' +3 million trolling points.]
[Ding! Host scammed 'Second-Life Emperor' Jiang Hong out of his last underpants, +200 million trolling points.]
[Ding! Congratulations! Host obtained title: Ungrateful Scion.]
【Unworthy Descendant: Karma-tier Title. When equipped by the host, it automatically weakens the strength of all ancestors related by bloodline and increases the misfortune of all ancestors beyond the fifth generation by 500%.】
Jiang Che: "......"
Unworthy descendant...
How exactly is he unfilial?
Wait, Jiang Che being unfilial has nothing to do with him, right?
Still, this title is downright brutal—500% increased misfortune? That’s practically sending his ancestors to their graves!
But Old Man Jiang Hong is truly a real one.
In the future, he’ll make sure the old man stuffs himself to the brim with top-grade longevity pills.
In Jiang Che’s system, longevity pills are the cheapest.
A single top-grade pill extending life by ten years costs just 10,000 points.
Since Jiang Hong slashed his own lifespan by ten thousand years, Jiang Che will repay him with a hundred thousand years—no, a million years! He’ll make sure the old geezer lives till the end of time, immortal and unaging!
After all, longevity pills are dirt-cheap for Jiang Che. Even ten thousand pills, adding up to a hundred thousand years, would only cost 100 million points.
"Hmm, maybe I can..."
Jiang Che narrowed his eyes, struck by a brilliant money-making scheme.
His top-grade longevity pills are practically free, while the big shots in the upper realms are swimming in wealth but starving for lifespan. He could totally...
As for how to stay under the radar? Just hire a frontman!
Set up a "Longevity Club System" with a puppet operator while he pulls the strings from the shadows.
Tsk tsk, with business acumen like this, no wonder Jiang Che is destined to get rich!
......
The Nine Heavens Jiang Clan.
On a mist-shrouded immortal mountain.
A solitary figure sat atop a moss-covered boulder, surrounded by swirling immortal energy, his long hair cascading down like a waterfall. Clad in pristine white robes, he exuded an ethereal aura, like a banished immortal.
Yet, his delicate features carried a trace of eerie softness.
A paper crane fluttered gently through the air before alighting on his shoulder.
The young man slowly opened his eyes, his entire demeanor radiating an otherworldly detachment—peak pretentiousness!
The paper crane burst into flames, revealing a line of text:
[By the Patriarch’s decree, the mortal-world ‘Jiang Che’ is hereby named the Eleventh Imperial Heir. Effective immediately, 20% of all cultivation resources allocated to Imperial Heirs shall be diverted to him.]
Instantly, the young man’s composure shattered.
"What the hell?! Another 20% cut? How the fuck am I supposed to cultivate now?!"
Clearly, this was one of the Jiang Clan’s Imperial Heirs.
And he wasn’t alone—the other nine heirs were equally livid.
With cultivation resources already stretched thin, how could anyone tolerate losing another 20%?
Who could possibly accept this?
P.S.: Taking a day off tomorrow, uwu. Going to exchange tips with fellow authors on how to master the art of writer’s block.
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.”
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
