Everyone was utterly stunned.
"Holy shit! This is... just too insane! The precious pills I treasure every day are actually made like this?"
Chu Yuan's jaw dropped. Although his cultivation had long surpassed the Foundation Establishment stage, he still regularly consumed Foundation Establishment Pills because high-level cultivators used them to stabilize their cultivation!
Normally, he treated the low-grade pills supplied by the academy as priceless treasures, but now... the refining process turned out to be this crude and straightforward?
Even Jiang Yunhuang's eyes widened in disbelief.
Though he knew the alchemy furnace was extraordinary, this was his first time witnessing it produce pills firsthand—and the sight was simply... outrageous!
"Boom—"
The moment the furnace opened, countless milky-white pills poured out, each the size of a longan fruit, piling up like a collapsing flood.
Foundation Establishment Pills—each worth billions in cash in the mortal world—were now scattered across the ground, forming a small hill five to six meters high.
Nearly every pill bore intricate alchemical patterns.
"Thud—"
Lin Chong, unable to handle the spectacle, collapsed onto his seat.
[Ding! Host has successfully pulled off an unrivaled flex, earning 5 million flex points.]
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Not only did he crush the Son of Destiny, but he also raked in points!
Pure bliss!
"Why don't you count them? See if there are at least a hundred thousand here?" Jiang Che taunted.
Lin Chong: "..."
Was there even a need to count?
This output definitely surpassed the alchemy furnaces of the Destiny Association. And this batch wasn't just a million—it had to be at least one and a half million pills!
In other words, compared to the Destiny Association's top-tier alchemy furnace, he had used only a quarter of the time but produced fifteen times the yield!
An efficiency sixty times greater!!!
This was truly eye-opening.
Could it really be, as Jiang Che claimed, that his furnace was the genuine article, while the Destiny Association's were all knockoffs?
Instantly, Lin Chong's face burned with humiliation.
"This alchemy furnace was a gift from my master. I suppose the ones in your Destiny Association must be cheap imitations."
Jiang Che waved his hand, storing the furnace back into his system space.
Then, with a flick of spiritual energy, he lifted the millions of Foundation Establishment Pills from the ground and tossed them into the Cultivator Academy.
In an instant, the academy's skies rained pills.
The Sons of Destiny inside were stunned for a moment before erupting into frenzied scrambling.
Even some of the academy's teachers couldn't resist joining in.
Jiang Che gazed down at the scrambling crowd, a trace of transcendence flashing in his eyes.
Even seventh or eighth-level Sons of Destiny were still puppets in his hands.
Just a little incentive, and these so-called chosen ones would become his loyal dogs.
[Darling, isn't this a bit too flashy?]
Mo Lianxing whispered cautiously.
[Darling, if word of this alchemy furnace reaches the Nine Heavens and the myriad races learn you possess such a treasure, even the Jiang family might not be able to protect you.]
"Heh, my dear, have you fallen for me?" Jiang Che smirked.
[Darling!!! I'm being serious here! I know you have many tricks up your sleeve, but you mustn’t underestimate the Nine Heavens—especially the Destiny Association.]
[If you were to rank all the forces in the Nine Heavens, the Destiny Association would undeniably take first place. If they weren’t powerful... do you think the myriad races would let them monopolize a money-making machine like the alchemy furnace?]
Once a heartless little thing, Mo Lianxing had now completely sided with Jiang Che after being thoroughly "enlightened" by his nightly... teachings.
Young Master Jiang might be average in other areas—his cultivation talents all system-gifted—but his ability to charm women was second to none.
Whether it was an untouchable ice queen or a tsundere maiden, none could resist him.
"My dear, I'm not worried. After all, I have you, don’t I? Speaking of which, your soul has reached the Creation Realm, hasn’t it? If some unbeatable expert descends, you can just step in, right? Your husband here... is counting on you, my love."
Mo Lianxing: "..."
Once again, she’d been reduced to hired muscle.
But Jiang Che wasn’t wrong. Her soul had indeed reached Creation Realm strength, allowing her to unleash attacks comparable to the peak of the Nirvana Stage. Though it would drain her soul energy, Jiang Che’s Azure Dragon Ring was stocked with Soul Nourishment Pills.
[Darling, your wife will protect you unconditionally!]
"Perfect, perfect. Such a tea-like attitude—here, have a Saint-Grade Spirit Stone as a reward!"
[Hehe, thank you, darling! Thank you! From now on, I, Mo Lianxing, am your devoted bodyguard!]
Jiang Che: "..."
Well, her money-grubbing nature hadn’t changed one bit.
Mo Lianxing carefully accepted the water-attribute Saint-Grade Spirit Stone, nearly moved to tears.
In her past life, she had schemed, deceived, and fought tooth and nail in the cultivation world, only to die with a measly three top-grade spirit stones to her name—treasures she had guarded like fragile eggs.
But now, as Jiang Che’s woman, top-grade spirit stones were commonplace, and he had even gifted her a Saint-Grade one!
Truly, she, Mo Lianxing, was the Daughter of Destiny!
While others relied on system daddies or ring-bound elders for their fortunes, her ultimate fortune was just one... well, one thing—Jiang Che!
As long as she clung to Jiang Che’s... leg, her future was set.
...
"I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll spare your lives. But if anyone dares make trouble? My guardian, Sword Elder, won’t go easy on you."
Jiang Che was nothing short of a world-class actor.
Beside him, the illusory Martial God elder—Sword Elder—stepped forward, drawing his blade. The pressure of a Martial God’s aura forced everyone to their knees.
The Destiny Association members were overjoyed. They had expected to perish alongside their leader today, given that their opponent had a Martial God-level guardian.
"Thank you for your mercy, Young Master Jiang!"
"Young Master Jiang is truly magnanimous!"
Jiang Che could barely suppress his grin. He adored this feeling of throwing his weight around.
And Mo Lianxing’s words had just inspired another brilliant idea.
If more powerful experts descended in the future, he could have Mo Lianxing pose as one of his guardians while conjuring illusions of dozens more at the same—or even higher—level.
It was like having an arsenal of weapons—pistols, rifles, machine guns. If the enemy pushed too hard, you just needed to pull out one pistol and shoot one down.
Did it matter if the rest were real or not?
With one real threat hidden among many fakes, who would dare take the gamble?
Plus, this way, he wouldn’t have to splurge on one-time kill items from the system.
Truly, the title of Master Schemer of Blue Planet belonged to none other than Young Master Jiang.
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?!
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.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
