The Mortal Realm.
Within the Dragon Palace.
Jiang Che set up a large pot, skinned and deboned Chi Fen’s corpse, then tossed it inside. Alongside various rare spiritual herbs and precious ingredients, he brewed a pot of snake stew. As for the snake’s gallbladder, he refined it directly.
The gallbladder of the Crimson Flame Gold-Devouring Serpent clan carried an extreme yang attribute, and as it belonged to a cultivator at the Divine Passage realm, its potency was overwhelming—even Jiang Che struggled to handle it. It took an entire day of dual cultivation with Yu Wan'er to fully refine the gallbladder’s energy.
The aftereffects were a bit too intense.
Though for Yu Wan'er, it was probably downright miserable.
Despite her delicate and tender appearance, after becoming an immortal cultivator, her resilience had grown considerably. While she still wore size 38 shoes, their quality had upgraded from straw sandals to durable rubber boots.
"Jiang... Jiang Che, you’re such a pervert! With so many girls at home already, you still have your eyes on the maidens of the Nine Heavens..."
In Jiang Che’s arms, Yu Wan'er pouted, muttering under her breath. She’d heard rumors—Jiang Che had taken an interest in some dragon girl and mermaid from the Nine Heavens, which instantly cranked her anxiety to the max.
"What’s wrong? Is the little vinegar jar tipping over again?" Jiang Che chuckled.
"Tch, you jerk. With so many beautiful fairies in the Nine Heavens... given your ‘love at first sight’ habit, you’ll probably end up marrying hundreds of them, won’t you?"
Her voice was soft, but the jealousy was unmistakable.
"Hundreds? Do you really think I’m some kind of stallion? Even a stallion couldn’t handle hundreds!" Jiang Che’s lips twitched.
Appreciating beauty was human nature, and yes, he did have some... thoughts about the fairies of different races in the Nine Heavens. But hundreds? Hell no!
"You disgusting pervert! I should’ve just castrated you the first time you bullied me!" Yu Wan'er burrowed under the blankets, baring her teeth, her eyes slightly red.
Despite her fierce words, her arms trembled faintly.
Facing unknown rivals from the Nine Heavens... she was terrified.
With mermaids, dragon girls, and snake spirits popping up, who knew if Jiang Che would lose interest? What if he forgot all about the girls from Earth?
"Tsk... you really wanna castrate me? Have you no regard for your own future happiness?"
"Besides... you think Bai Jie wouldn’t fight you to the death over that?"
For a split second, Jiang Che felt like she might actually try it. But with the protection of his ‘Harem King’ title and Yu Wan'er’s chick-like strength, it was impossible.
"Hmph! You pig!" The girl turned her face away, sulking—but soon, as if realizing her mistake, she rolled back and wrapped her arms around Jiang Che’s waist.
She... no longer had the confidence to act spoiled in front of him.
Jiang Che: "..."
Sigh... even Yu Wan'er, the little tsundere, was getting insecure. His other women must be even worse.
But Jiang Che could swear to the heavens—he hadn’t neglected any of them. Each got at least one night a week, plus occasional outings.
Though, with so many women... one-on-one time had dwindled.
"Whatever... Mom always said, ‘Marry a chicken, follow a chicken; marry a dog, follow a dog.’ I guess I married a damn corgi!"
Yu Wan'er mumbled, but a glimmer of tears shone in her eyes.
Wait... why are you crying now?
Jiang Che’s head throbbed. He’d rather she cursed at him—he couldn’t stand seeing girls cry.
"You... are you trying to force a playboy like me to reform?"
"Pfft, as if I’d dare! You’re the mighty Chaos Immortal Body, and I’m just some weak little girl." Her tone was dripping with sarcasm.
Jiang Che wanted to hang her up and spank her, but how could he bear to now?
Once, he’d prided himself as a playboy—flitting through flowers, leaving his mark on every petal—but never falling in love. With girls like Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao, it was more like fondness than love.
A player like him didn’t deserve love.
But with Yu Wan'er... he wasn’t so sure.
Was his old captain’s ship about to capsize? Was he... falling in love?
But giving up all the fairies of the Nine Heavens for Yu Wan'er? That wasn’t the Jiang Che way.
Wise men avoid love; Brother Jiang stays winning!
He’d already seen pictures of the Dragon Princess—absolutely peerless! And the Mermaid Queen? Damn, those assets were blinding! Ahem...
"Wan'er, let’s negotiate, okay?"
Jiang Che pulled her into his arms. She squirmed briefly before settling, nestling against him.
"Negotiate what?"
"Even if I... might pursue some fairies in the Nine Heavens later, I promise it won’t be many. At most... thirty. Deal?"
Yu Wan'er: "..."
"Ha! Then go live with your thirty fairies. Don’t come looking for me or Mengyao-jie anymore..."
"Twenty then! That’s my final offer! The legends of Brother Jiang have already reached the Nine Heavens! When I get there—"
"Ten! Not a single one more!" Yu Wan'er actually countered.
"Ten?! I’ve already got my eyes on more than that! Eighteen!"
"Twelve!"
"Sixteen!"
"Fourteen!"
"Fifteen!"
"Deal!"
After their masterful haggling, Yu Wan'er reluctantly indulged his philandering.
"Tsk tsk, only fifteen girls in the Nine Heavens? Better make sure they’re all top-tier beauties from the rankings..."
Yu Wan'er sighed, pitying the fairies on the list.
Once Jiang Che set his sights on them, their fates were sealed.
Jiang Che smirked, dropping the subject.
He wasn’t some henpecked husband—that whole debate was just banter.
Yu Wan'er had only mentioned "fairies of the Nine Heavens." Those who descended to the mortal realm? Well, they wouldn’t count, right?
"Jiang Che, get away from me. I’m going to sleep!"
"Wan'er, you know... after refining that gallbladder, I’ve got serpent venom in me. I can’t expel it alone..."
"Pfft. I’ve heard of sucking out venom, but never ‘expelling’ it like this. Shameless."
"Wan'er... you wouldn’t want your husband to die of poisoning, would you?"
"..."
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.”
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?"
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...
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.
