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!
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.”
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!
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.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
