Young Master Jiang Che was no stranger to grand scenes, but even he found it hard to contain his excitement at this moment.
Oh no, the side effects of his Sacred Body were about to flare up!
A mermaid with an air of mature elegance glanced at Jiang Che, then covered her mouth with a faint, bewitching smile, her fish tail swaying gently.
After the mermaids of the Jialan Clan entered the cultivation world, they naturally avoided worldly filth—floating through the air rather than slithering like snakes.
In the Nine Heavens, the mermaid race was renowned as one of the most beautiful. Though their fish tails disappointed some foot and leg fetishists, it was said... that any male creature in the Nine Heavens who married a mermaid maiden eventually abandoned their obsession with legs.
And their demand for virility-enhancing elixirs skyrocketed.
"Young Master Jiang Che, greetings. I hail from the Jialan Clan. The ladies behind me are here for worldly training. We humbly request your guidance..."
The leading elder mermaid bowed deeply.
The moment these words were spoken, the surrounding sea tribes on the altar were stunned.
Seriously, bro...
They had descended to the mortal realm in search of treasures, yet the Jialan Clan was already offering beauties to win favor?
Regret washed over them—no one had mentioned the situation in the mortal realm before their descent!
With so many top-tier Martial Gods around Jiang Che, even a few Nirvana-stage guardians, it was clear this young master would dominate the future. If only they had brought some ladies down too...
Jiang Che smirked, his gaze sweeping over the mermaid maidens with undisguised hunger.
Finally, his eyes landed on the most unremarkable-looking little mermaid.
Jiang Che grinned.
A true treasure—he had struck gold!
Jia Ling'er, the biological daughter of the Mermaid Queen, her only heir.
A bona fide imperial princess!
Even Jiang Che hadn’t expected such a windfall. How could the Mermaid Queen allow her daughter to descend?
Bold indeed—but Jiang Che was bolder. Even if she were the daughter of an immortal, he wouldn’t back down.
Divine Hearing—activate!
With golden light flickering in his pupils, Jiang Che’s Divine Hearing pierced through Jia Ling'er’s illusionary artifact, stripping away her disguise.
"Ah... this..."
As the golden light faded, Jia Ling'er transformed from an ordinary-looking mermaid into a breathtaking celestial beauty.
Willow-leaf brows, starry almond eyes, skin like snow, and azure-blue hair like ocean waves. Though she still bore a fish tail, its blue-and-gold scales radiated nobility, her every glance exuding peerless elegance.
But Jia Ling'er was frozen in shock.
Her guardians were even more dumbfounded.
"Pr... Princess?! Your Highness is here?!"
The lead mermaid’s scalp prickled. Though he had never met the princess up close, who in the Jialan Clan wouldn’t recognize her?
And the suppression of her imperial bloodline was unmistakable.
But the question was... how had the princess descended?!
Jia Ling'er quickly regained her composure, glaring defiantly at Jiang Che.
With her cultivation at the peak of the Nine Revolutions Transcendent Realm, she shielded the other five mermaids behind her.
"Jiang Che, is it? I am Jia Ling'er, imperial princess of the Jialan Clan. We do not force our kin into servitude—abandon your delusions!"
Her appearance sent shockwaves through the sea tribes.
A massive scandal!
They all recognized this little ancestor—the Mermaid Queen’s beloved daughter. Shouldn’t she be safe in the Jialan Clan? What was she doing here?!
If anything happened to the imperial princess... the consequences would be catastrophic.
The Mermaid Queen, a Three-Life Emperor, doted on her daughter beyond reason. Once, an old-gen Emperor had proposed a marriage alliance for his son—only to be annihilated along with his entire clan. No one dared to propose again.
"Heh... an imperial princess?"
Jiang Che’s laughter dripped with arrogance.
Jia Yue sensed the danger and stepped forward. How had the princess slipped past the elders?!
Having spent months with Jiang Che, she knew his audacity knew no bounds.
If the princess fell into his hands, her purity would be forfeit—and the Queen’s wrath would be apocalyptic.
"Young Master Jiang, please calm down... Our princess..."
But Jiang Che had no patience for excuses. He had never tasted an imperial princess before.
Clap clap clap...
Jiang Che applauded mockingly. "Princess, traveling thousands of miles to offer yourself—and even bringing handmaidens as dowry. How thoughtful."
Jia Ling'er flushed with rage. "Offer myself?! You wish! If my mother heard such words, she’d scatter your soul to the winds!"
"Such a feisty one!"
Jiang Che smirked. Without his prompting, Mo Lianxing emerged from his ring once more.
The ultimate enforcer had arrived.
"Nirvana-stage?!"
Before Jia Ling'er could react, Mo Lianxing’s spirit ropes bound her tightly.
"You dare tie me up, you lecherous scum?!"
Jia Ling'er seethed. "Don’t think your numbers intimidate me!"
She had her own trump cards. As the Mermaid Queen’s only daughter, her life-saving treasures were endless.
With a burst of power, she shattered the restraints!
[Husband, this girl is trouble—too many hidden cards. I might not hold her!]
"Tsk, wife, you’re slacking. Leave it to me."
Jiang Che chuckled inwardly. System—bail me out!
[Immortal-Binding Rope: A celestial artifact forged by immortals. Seals all spiritual power upon binding. Strength scales with the user’s cultivation—capable of restraining even immortals.]
[Price: 150 million points.]
A drop in the bucket. Points, like money, were meant to be splurged—especially on the right tools.
[Ding! Host has spent 150 million points to acquire Immortal-Binding Rope (Celestial-grade artifact).]
In the next instant, a golden rope materialized in Jiang Che’s hand.
System artifacts came with max affinity—untouchable by others.
"Hah! What can you do now? Even with a Nirvana-stage guardian, my mother’s protective treasures—"
Jia Ling'er planted her hands on her hips, arrogance dripping from her words as a translucent barrier shielded her, defying even Mo Lianxing’s advances.
But her triumph was short-lived.
A golden streak shot toward her—
The Immortal-Binding Rope!
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?!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.”
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!
