"Bad Jiang Che! Stinky Jiang Che! I'll poke you to death... wuwuwu!" Yu Wan'er viciously stabbed the Jiang Che doll in her hands.
She had stormed off with Ye Mengyao and the others the moment Jiang Che won over Jia Ling'er.
"Aiya, little Wan'er, didn't you say last night... you could accept Jiang Che having other girls? Why are you angry now?" Ye Mengyao even tried to console her.
"That Jia Ling'er!!! Didn’t you see her? She’s so beautiful, and she has that gorgeous fish tail... Don’t you feel any sense of crisis?"
Yu Wan'er bit her delicate lip. "Jia Ling'er is also the daughter of an Empress, a princess! How can we compare to that? What if Jiang Che really ends up marrying into some powerful family as a live-in son-in-law? What happens to us then?"
Clearly, Jiang Che's philandering gave Yu Wan'er no sense of security, even though he had repeatedly promised not to abandon them—even swearing an oath to the heavens.
But her fragile heart still trembled with unease.
"And those other five mermaids, each just as stunning as us, and a whole new species... I bet for the next month, sisters won’t be getting any 'shared rations'~~~" Yu Wan'er scoffed.
Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao: "..."
Well... that is a problem. It was already a case of too many monks and too little gruel, and now six—no, seven—new rivals had joined. The nights ahead would be... challenging.
......
The moment Jiang Che abducted Jia Ling'er, the news spread like wildfire across the Nine Heavens.
The Jialan Empress's own daughter had been kidnapped in the mortal realm—and by a notorious womanizer, no less!
The moment this news broke, the entire Southern Abyss Heaven was abuzz, and the Jialan Clan was in utter chaos.
"What?! The princess descended to the mortal realm? How did you all fail to keep watch?!"
"Her Highness is of priceless lineage, bearing the purest Southern Abyss Mermaid bloodline—purer even than the Empress herself! She is the future of our Jialan Clan! If anything happens to her... not even ten of our heads would be enough to atone!"
Several Quasi-Emperor elders of the Jialan Clan were alarmed.
The old mermaids in charge of the mortal realm teleportation array were nearly scared out of their wits. "Elders, I had no idea! At my Creation Realm cultivation, ordinary illusions at the Divine Transformation Realm can’t fool me—but this was Her Highness!"
The Quasi-Emperors panicked. "Useless trash! What good are you?!"
With that, one elder lashed out in fury. The Creation Realm experts didn’t even have time to scream before their souls were obliterated.
"What’s all this noise? The moment I leave seclusion, all I hear is your useless bickering. It’s grating."
The voice arrived before its owner—a mermaid, but male, his appearance far from the ethereal beauty of the females. Instead, he was hideously ugly.
Such was the way of the Jialan Clan: females breathtaking, males monstrous.
An Emperor!
"Emperor... Emperor Tengying! You’ve emerged from seclusion?"
Jia Tengying, a pure-blooded Jialan mermaid, one of the clan’s top ten experts—a genuine Emperor Realm powerhouse.
"I heard my niece Ling'er is in trouble? Explain."
"Well... Her Highness descended to the mortal realm..."
Jia Tengying frowned. "The mortal realm? Are you blind, letting her go there unsupervised?"
"Still, it’s not too bad. The lower realm’s spiritual energy is depleted—no real powerhouses emerge there. Besides, Ling'er carries the Oceanic Radiance Shield I forged for her. Not even a Nirvana Realm expert could harm her. A little excursion might even be good for her..."
The others exchanged awkward glances.
"Great Ancestor... we just received word from the lower realm. Her Highness... has been captured!"
"By that Jiang Family’s young master, the so-called Immortal Physique genius! The footage has already spread across the upper realms. And that Jiang scion is a notorious lecher... Her Highness might... might..."
BOOM—
The heavens trembled, thunder roaring as if the sky itself was enraged.
The Emperor was furious.
"Ling'er has countless life-saving treasures on her—dozens of Quasi-Emperor artifacts from her mother alone, not to mention talismans and substitutes! Even if that Immortal Physique is heaven-defying..."
Just as Jia Tengying refused to believe it, a Quasi-Emperor produced a recording stone.
Don’t believe it? Then watch the video!
"Wh-what is this? How dare you touch me... My mother will make you pay!" On the screen, Jia Ling'er was instantly bound by a golden rope, trussed up like a dumpling.
The young man in the footage smirked with predatory amusement, slinging her over his shoulder—even giving her shapely rear a playful smack.
"I’d love to marry into the Jialan Clan and call the Empress 'Mother-in-Law'..."
Jia Tengying: "..."
Silence. Silence was tonight’s requiem.
Had there been no recording, he would never have believed Jia Ling'er could be captured. But now... this was a catastrophe!
"Does anyone else know about this recording?" Jia Tengying demanded urgently.
This concerned the dignity of the entire Jialan Clan. If word spread that their princess had been abducted in the mortal realm, they’d become the laughingstock of the Nine Heavens!
"Uh..."
"Great Ancestor... have you checked the 'Nine Heavens Gossip Rankings'? It’s trending at #19. The hype is insane—probably the entire cosmos knows by now."
Jia Tengying: "..."
"This is critical. That Jiang boy must possess an Emperor artifact—only that could suppress Ling'er’s treasures. I’ll head to the Jiang Family immediately and pressure them. They may be powerful, but they’ll see reason in this matter..."
"Ancestor... Ancestor, hurry! If we’re too late... Her Highness’s purity might be..." An old mermaid wailed.
"SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" Jia Tengying gnashed his teeth. He knew they had to hurry! But the Nine Heavens were vast—even an Emperor needed a grand teleportation array to traverse them swiftly!
......
Meanwhile, the Jiang Family in the Nine Heavens was also in an uproar.
"Holy shit, this guy from the lower realm is insane! He actually kidnapped the Jialan Clan’s little princess?!"
"I take back everything bad I ever said about him. Please accept my kneel!"
"Won’t this drag our Jiang Family into trouble? Though... it’s not like we’re scared of the Jialan Clan..."
Several of the Jiang Family’s young masters had gathered.
Once, the ten Jiang scions had schemed against each other, too proud to even meet face-to-face. But ever since Jiang Che—the Immortal Physique—appeared, everything changed. Now they held meetings every few days, strategizing how to deal with him.
"This Jiang Che has the audacity of a thousand suns. This time, he might even implicate Ancestor Jiang Hong."
"Exactly. Ancestor Jiang Hong took him as a disciple. Now that the disciple has caused trouble... the Jialan Empress won’t let this slide. Ancestor is a Second-Life Emperor, but the Empress is already at Third-Life Emperor Realm..."
[Ding! Host has scammed Emperor-level ancestor ‘Jiang Hong,’ earning 400 million Scam Points.]
[Ding! The host scammed numerous members of the Jiang Family out of 6 billion in "Pulling a Fast One" points...]

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?!

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”