Revenge of Lin Yu, The Vanished Qiang Ge

"Heh, what a heartless woman. Even if you had a child, you’d probably just use it to extort treasures from me," Jiang Che sneered.

Mo Lianxing pouted—of course she would! If she really got pregnant with Jiang Che’s child, given his personality... even knowing she was a gold-digger, he’d shower her with resources.

[My dear husband, you always say I have no conscience, so why don’t you just get me pregnant and see for yourself? Let’s find out whether I’m more greedy for wealth... or more maternal?]

Mo Lianxing was also a born actress, her skills only slightly inferior to Jiang Che’s.

"I wouldn’t dare get you pregnant. I’d go bankrupt."

[Tch, such a glib tongue!]

[Oh, by the way, husband, where did that guardian of yours come from? Don’t tell me your master gave him to you?]

"You’ve got it all wrong, my dear. That Martial God old-timer was something I exchanged for in the system," Jiang Che declared, dropping a bombshell.

[Wh-what? You got him from the system???]

Mo Lianxing was stunned. She knew Jiang Che not only had a mysterious master but also possessed a system of incredibly high rank.

But for his system to be able to exchange for a Martial God-level powerhouse? That was just too absurd!

In the Nine Heavens, a Martial God was already considered a mid-tier pillar of strength, fully stepping into the realm of immortal cultivation.

[For real? Is it a Martial God-level puppet?]

"Yep, a Martial God-level puppet!"

[Wow, husband, I’ve never even heard of a system that can sell Martial God-level puppets!]

"Heh, what’s so special about a mere Martial God puppet? My system even has Nirvana-stage, Creation-stage, and even Emperor-level puppets. As long as I have enough points, I’m practically invincible."

[Even Emperors??? Husband, you’re amazing!]

Though Mo Lianxing sounded astonished, deep down, she didn’t believe him. Having Nirvana or Creation-stage puppets was terrifying enough.

But Emperor-level puppets? Impossible!

Still, she didn’t voice her doubts—she was a smart woman, after all.

After chatting with Mo Lianxing for a while, Jiang Che turned his attention to the students of the Cultivator Academy.

The gazes of these chosen ones were now filled with fervor.

Even someone as unruly as Wang Teng, a true Son of Destiny, looked at Jiang Che with admiration.

"The world is on the brink of great change. The revival of spiritual energy is accelerating, and Divine Transformation experts are descending en masse. Yet the strongest among you is only at the Shattering Heaven-stage’s peak!"

As he spoke, Jiang Che’s eyes landed on Chu Yuan.

This guy’s title as the "Lord of Destiny" was terrifying. Despite possessing a Chaos Body, his cultivation speed was even more outrageous than Jiang Che’s!

Half a month ago, he was only at the early Shattering Heaven-stage, and now he was already at the peak. Not even a rocket could match his speed.

But it made sense—with the entire Primordial Land’s destiny concentrated on him, it’d be weird if he wasn’t overpowered.

"What? Peak Shattering Heaven-stage???"

"How is that possible? Weren’t the strongest students only at the Celestial Origin-stage when they enrolled?"

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Following Jiang Che’s gaze, the crowd’s eyes settled on Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan: "..."

Well, this is awkward.

He had publicly claimed to be only at the early Shattering Heaven-stage. Even with his "Ironhead System," he was still cautious and avoided reckless behavior.

After running dozens of dungeons, he had countless life-saving tricks up his sleeve. Even if a high-level Divine Transformation expert came after him, he wouldn’t flinch.

But now, Young Master Jiang had just exposed his trump card.

What’s the point of playing anymore?

"Let me tell you, the mortal world may seem peaceful now, but this is just the calm before the storm. Soon, countless experts from the Nine Heavens will descend, and chaos will follow."

"The mortal world is the Primordial Land, hiding great secrets. And you, the ones blessed with immense fortune... the future of this world rests on your shoulders."

"So you must cultivate with everything you’ve got. I’ll provide all the resources you need. If you progress fast enough... mid-grade spirit stones, even high-grade ones, will be yours. Elixirs and rare medicines won’t be lacking either."

After Jiang Che’s brainwashing-style speech, the two hundred-plus chosen ones were electrified.

In that moment, these Sons of Destiny and Lords of Fortune felt an overwhelming sense of belonging.

"Young Master Jiang is the best! I’ll train hard, Young Master Jiang!"

"Young Master Jiang!!!"

Instantly, Jiang Che had won them all over.

[Ding! Host has successfully scammed 178 chosen ones, 7 Sons of Destiny, and 1 Lord of Destiny, earning 25 million Scumbag Points.]

"???"

Hold on, System, don’t just slap labels on people, alright?

Did he really scam them?

He gave them spirit stones, pills, whatever they wanted—and they even thanked him for it!

"Thank you, Young Master Jiang!"

"Lin Yu expresses his gratitude to Young Master Jiang!"

See? Told you.

Wait... something feels off here.

Jiang Che’s gaze swept calmly until it landed on a familiar figure.

A slender figure stood at the back of the crowd, with smooth, flowing hair and delicate features that carried a distinctly feminine air. His frame had even shrunk slightly, and though his looks couldn’t be called stunning, they were still quite pretty.

Yes, this was none other than the first chosen one Jiang Che had ever encountered—Lin Yu.

After all his twists and turns, this guy had actually ended up at the Cultivator Academy?

And his cultivation had reached the mid Celestial Origin-stage, placing him just below the Sons of Destiny. He must’ve stumbled upon some new stroke of luck.

"Oh? Lin Yu?"

Jiang Che chuckled and leisurely walked up to him.

He was still curious about this old acquaintance. After all, Jiang Che was the one who had personally turned him into... this. Back then, he was just a rookie villain who didn’t know his own strength—he’d turned a grown man into a femboy.

Kinda hard to take seriously.

"Young Master Jiang!" Lin Yu lowered his head, a trace of fear in his expression.

Jiang Che: "..."

This version of Lin Yu reminded him of a character from Lu Xun’s writings: Runtu.

"Oh, by the way, where’s your... 'special friend'?" Jiang Che tilted his head.

Though Lin Yu had been ruined, turned into a pretty-faced femboy, Jiang Che’s tastes weren’t that extreme. He wasn’t into that.

"Brother Qiang... Brother Qiang, he..."

At the mention of Brother Qiang, Lin Yu’s eyes burned with hatred.

"Young Master Jiang, you might not know this, but not long ago... Brother Qiang and I were ambushed by enemies from the Nine Heavens. We were no match for them. Brother Qiang was nearly beaten to death... In the end, that loan shark guy saved him, but now I don’t even know where they are."

"Young Master Jiang, I came to the Cultivator Academy for one reason—revenge!"

Jiang Che: "..."

Well, ain’t that a knife up the ass—what a revelation!

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