Daring to kidnap the ornamental fish raised by Young Master Jiang?
That’s practically equivalent to defying the heavens!
Young Master Jiang is furious, and the consequences are dire.
"Young Master Jiang, ride on my back—I’ll take you to find them!" Qiu Lin knelt on the ground, transforming into the ultimate bootlicker.
"Ride on your back?"
Jiang Che frowned, glancing at the towering Qiu Lin.
This guy was nearly eight feet tall, a vaguely humanoid creature—how the hell was he supposed to carry him?
"Heh heh, just watch, Young Master!"
Qiu Lin flashed an ingratiating smile before suddenly transforming from a humanoid figure into a bizarre horned dragon, its body stretching nearly a hundred meters long, covered in jet-black scales that exuded an imposing aura.
The only flaw was the broken horn on its head, which made it look somewhat ridiculous.
"I might as well just fly there on my sword..."
Jiang Che was utterly speechless. What kind of status did he, Young Master Jiang, hold?
Could he really ride some shabby dragon?
At the very least, it had to be a true-blooded dragon!
Of course, if it were a pretty little female dragon, that’d be a different story.
"Hey hey hey, Young Master Jiang... You’re flying the wrong way! They’re to the east!"
Qiu Lin instantly reverted to his original form and flew after him.
...
"You—you are descendants of the noble Nine Heavens Jialan bloodline! Even if your blood is diluted, how could you stoop to being servants of another race?"
"You’re a disgrace to the Jialan lineage!"
In front of rows of petite mermaid maids, several elegantly dressed, imposing mermaids were berating them.
Leading them was a dignified middle-aged mermaid woman, her expression stern and unyielding.
Her lower body was a magnificent tail, shimmering in faint blue-gold, its form nearly flawless.
Behind her stood several other mermaids, all wearing haughty expressions—including two males.
All six were at the Divine Passage Realm, with the weakest being at the Third Revolution.
The little mermaids being scolded didn’t dare utter a word. They didn’t even know what the Nine Heavens Jialan Clan was.
In ancient times, the sea clans of the Nine Heavens left behind many descendants in the mortal realm. But as spiritual energy dwindled... these once-mighty sea descendants gradually weakened.
Over thousands of years of evolution, these mixed-blood descendants merged into what became known as the Atlantean Ocean Empire.
As for their mermaid race... they had long since declined into near irrelevance, possessing little combat strength but blessed with stunning beauty, leaving them as playthings for the undersea civilizations.
They had grown accustomed to a life of servitude.
And now, these mermaids from the Nine Heavens were telling them... that they were of noble birth?
But what the hell was the use of noble blood?
Without power, weren’t they still just servants?
After millennia of conditioning, these mermaids had been thoroughly domesticated—their docile, obedient nature practically etched into their DNA.
"You... you’re useless! You don’t deserve to call yourselves descendants of the Jialan Clan!"
The leader, Jia Yue, was seething with rage.
Just then, a leisurely voice cut in.
"What gives you the right to touch my people?"
The words carried an overwhelming, domineering aura.
The Jialan Clan experts turned their gazes toward the source.
Jiang Che’s figure slowly materialized, strolling through the water as if taking a casual walk, the space around him faintly trembling.
[Ding! Host has pulled off an impressively domineering act, earning 800,000 Pretend Points.]
He’d somewhat followed in his younger cousin’s footsteps—after binding with three major subsystems, he could occasionally earn some side income.
Making money wasn’t shameful!
"You are—"
Jia Yue’s slit pupils narrowed as she studied Jiang Che. His sheer presence screamed that he wasn’t someone to be trifled with.
Meanwhile, the little mermaids burst into excitement the moment they saw Jiang Che.
"Young Master Jiang!!!"
"Young Master Jiang, you came to save us! Waaah~~~"
"Thank goodness..."
They wept with joy. Though they had only been chosen by Qiu Lin to serve as palace maids, every one of them adored Jiang Che.
Much like palace maids in ancient times, many secretly harbored hopes for the emperor’s favor.
"You—" Jia Yue’s face instantly darkened.
These little mermaids had just outright betrayed her. All her earlier lecturing might as well have been wasted on deaf ears!
"Wait... you’re the Sacred Physique, Jiang Che!"
Jia Yue’s eyes locked onto him.
The news of the Jiang Clan in the Nine Heavens producing an Imperial Scion in the mortal realm had long spread—a rare Sacred Physique, no less.
As one of the top ten races in the Southern Abyss Heaven, the Jialan Clan had naturally heard of Jiang Che’s name.
"Oh? You’ve heard of me?"
"Ahem... Who hasn’t heard of the deeds of Imperial Scion Jiang? Even in the Nine Heavens, your reputation is thunderous!"
Jia Yue instantly switched faces at lightning speed!
Though this guy appeared to be only at the First Revolution of the Divine Passage Realm, he was a Sacred Physique—their power was terrifying.
Leaping several minor realms to crush opponents was child’s play for them.
Not to mention... he had the entire Jiang Clan of the Nine Heavens backing him. They had no choice but to yield.
"Hmph... At least you know your place." Jiang Che snorted. He’d been ready to throw hands, but these people surrendered so fast it interrupted his momentum.
His gaze drifted over Jia Yue’s figure.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I don’t like older women. At most, I can accept aunties—but you? You’re practically sagging."
Jia Yue: "..."
The corners of her mouth twitched violently, the murderous intent in her eyes nearly boiling over.
Who the hell are you calling old? Who’s sagging?!
She just looked middle-aged—her actual age was only 600-plus! Compared to the Divine Passage Realm’s 2,000-year lifespan, she was still young, damn it!
Wasn’t she still a centuries-old fairy at heart?
But she knew better than to provoke Jiang Che.
This guy was the Jiang Clan’s Eleventh Imperial Scion—undoubtedly under their close watch. Who’d dare lay a finger on him?
Among the great clans of the Nine Heavens, self-proclaimed Imperial Scions weren’t necessarily all the children of emperors. Anyone with the potential to attain the Great Emperor realm could earn the title!
"Young Master Jiang, you jest. With your dashing charm and peerless talent, I’m but a frog in a well by comparison..."
Jiang Che: "..."
Well, that was like punching a pillow.
"Ahem, I’ve naturally heard of your Jialan Clan. The Southern Abyss mermaids—male ones grotesquely ugly, female ones breathtakingly beautiful... But looking at you all now, I’m not impressed. My mermaid maids are far prettier."
The two male mermaids behind Jia Yue: "..."
They really, really wanted to rush forward and tear this guy’s mouth off.
Damn it, he just dissed every single one of them in one go!
Jia Yue desperately suppressed her rage, forcing out a strained smile.
"Prince Jiang Che, the pure-blooded members of our Jialan clan are exceptionally striking in appearance. Our Queen, in particular, holds the top position on the Southern Abyss's Celestial Beauty Ranking..."
"Oh? The Queen?" Jiang Che's eyes lit up, as if he'd suddenly caught onto a key phrase.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
