"ROAR!!!"
A piercing roar echoed as a massive body collapsed to the ground.
Standing before it was a young man holding a blade.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully being a hardheaded warrior. You’ve slain a half-step Divine Realm Stone Demon and earned 500,000 Hardhead Points.]
Chu Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking utterly exhausted—though this was merely an act. His true strength remained hidden.
Originally, he was the absolute king of playing it safe, but now that he was bound to the Hardhead System... he had to act recklessly to grow stronger. This left him deeply conflicted.
Balancing recklessness and caution, he sought a safe middle ground between two extremes.
"This secret realm is completely different from the ones I’ve explored before. I have a feeling... there’s definitely something incredible hidden inside!"
Treasure Hunter Chu Yuan—activated!
The scale of this realm was many times larger than the ones he’d previously entered, with what seemed like multiple folded spaces inside.
Soon... Chu Yuan encountered his first opportunity.
"A trial challenge? A Stairway to Heaven?"
Chu Yuan’s spirits instantly lifted. The Stairway to Heaven had 3,000 steps—the higher one climbed, the better their innate talent, and the greater the rewards.
Classic. As the chosen protagonist, Chu Yuan’s prestige was sky-high. He climbed all 3,000 steps in one go.
"Congratulations on passing the first trial. Reward: One Heavenly Origin Pill."
Heavenly Origin Pill?
Chu Yuan was baffled. He’d never heard of such a pill before. Still, he’d explored plenty of secret realms and seen high-grade elixirs. If climbing 3,000 steps only rewarded him with one pill, it had to be extraordinary.
Just as he was about to consume it...
[Ding! System has detected a Heavenly Origin Pill (Inferior Quality). Would you like to recycle it? Recycling this pill will grant 5 million Hardhead Points.]
Chu Yuan: "???"
What? This lousy pill was worth 5 million Hardhead Points?
For a moment, he was tempted—but he quickly shook his head. While 5 million was a lot, it wasn’t hard for him to earn. And if the system wanted to recycle it... the pill must be priceless.
"I’m not recycling it! You think I’m stupid?"
With a smug grin, Chu Yuan stored the Heavenly Origin Pill in his system space.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for scamming the Heavenly Origin Pill from the chosen protagonist Chu Yuan. Reward: 15 million Scumbag Points.]
Trying to outsmart Jiang Che? Chu Yuan was still far too green. Did he really think the so-called "system space" belonged to him?
Once something entered the system space, whether it remained his... was no longer up to him.
Meanwhile, Jiang Che had also obtained this so-called Heavenly Origin Pill.
[Ding! Detection complete: Heavenly Origin Pill.]
[Heavenly Origin Pill: A divine treasure pill forged by the ancient Heavenly Court, refined from a wisp of Heavenly Origin Qi. A celestial-grade elixir that grants the user a strand of Primordial Qi, forging an Immaculate Body.]
Jiang Che checked the pill’s price in the system—a staggering 80 million points, nearly celestial-grade. For reference, a Ten-Orifice Exquisite Heart only cost 100 million.
He had absolutely scammed Chu Yuan.
But the origins of this Heavenly Origin Pill... forged by the ancient Heavenly Court?
Did that mean... the secret realm Chu Yuan was exploring was actually the ruins of the Heavenly Court?
No, that couldn’t be. The Heavenly Court ruins wouldn’t emerge this early. Still, Chu Yuan really was a top-tier treasure hunter!
With that, Jiang Che popped the pill into his mouth like candy.
Gotta say, the Heavenly Origin Pill tasted pretty good—nice and crunchy!
Soon, the pill’s effects kicked in.
Wisps of celestial energy seeped from Jiang Che’s pores. "Damn... this hits hard!"
His body felt like it was being torn apart, every bone shattered and reforged.
"Nope. I don’t do pain."
He immediately bought a pain-nullifying pill from the system, and the world became peaceful again.
No more agony—not even the soul-reforging process hurt.
[Darling... are you... remodeling your spiritual roots? What kind of pill did you just take?! It can actually reshape spiritual roots?!]
Mo Lianxing was stunned. Even with her knowledge, she couldn’t identify the pill Jiang Che had consumed.
"Oh, just a Heavenly Origin Pill. My body needs some time to rebuild my spiritual roots, so let’s have a little soul-to-soul chat in the meantime~~~"
Mo Lianxing: "......"
At a time like this, Jiang Che was still thinking about... she was speechless!
...
Several hours later, Jiang Che’s spiritual roots were fully remodeled.
His body was covered in a sticky film—likely impurities expelled during the cleansing.
With a casual wave, Jiang Che cleared it all away.
[Saint-Grade Spiritual Roots?! Darling, your spiritual roots actually evolved into Saint-Grade?! This—]
Mo Lianxing was floored.
Jiang Che had always possessed an immortal physique and celestial markings, but his spiritual roots had lagged behind. Now... a single pill had filled that last gap.
"Tch, just Saint-Grade..."
As his soul reintegrated with his body, he felt lighter, his divine sense sharper than ever.
[Darling... you... you look even more handsome now?] Mo Lianxing murmured in confusion.
Jiang Che had always been good-looking, but after consuming the Heavenly Origin Pill... his Immaculate Body elevated his appearance and aura to new heights.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the ladies won’t be able to resist me now."
Before the pill, Jiang Che’s looks were around a 95, and his vibe... roguishly handsome with a hint of sleaze—call it an 80.
Now? His looks and aura were off the charts, complete with a celestial glow.
Anyone who saw him would have to call him Young Master Jiang!
Of course, this Heavenly Origin Pill was originally meant for Chu Yuan, but Jiang Che had swiped it.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I’m not stingy. I took your Heavenly Origin Pill, so here’s a Qi Restoration Pill in return. Don’t say I never gave you anything."
Jiang Che spent 8,000 points to buy a fifth-grade Qi Restoration Pill and placed it in Chu Yuan’s system space as a replacement.
He could’ve just taken it outright, but he still gave Chu Yuan something back.
...
Chu Yuan struck again. After the Heavenly Origin Pill, he pushed through another trial and obtained an Emperor-Grade cultivation manual.
This time, Jiang Che didn’t take it—he had Emperor-Grade manuals coming out of his ears.
After securing the manual, Chu Yuan braved a third trial, nearly losing half his life... only to receive an ancient token.
[Heavenly Court Token]
"Return when you reach the Divine Realm!"
A thunderous voice boomed, carrying an air of celestial authority.
"Heavenly Court Token?"
Chu Yuan stared at the token in confusion.
Meanwhile, Jiang Che’s interest was piqued.
The Heavenly Court...
Chu Yuan really never disappointed. The protagonist’s luck was unreal—he’d actually stumbled upon the Heavenly Court’s legacy?
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.”
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
