Jia Ling'er's fiery temper couldn't tolerate even the slightest provocation.
Faced with Jiang Che's teasing, she retaliated without holding back, even though she was currently tied up like a dumpling—her mouth remained as sharp as ever.
The Jialan Empress was the person she admired most, and she would never allow anyone to slander her!
Jiang Che was speechless. He hadn't even said anything offensive—just complimented the Jialan Empress's beauty. Why was Jia Ling'er reacting so violently?
Seems like this feisty little kitten still needs some training to become obedient.
Just as Jiang Che was about to continue his antics, a ripple of energy suddenly emanated from the Canglong Ring.
"Jiang Che... Jiang Che, can you hear me?"
Jiang Che paused—he recognized that voice immediately. It was that old man, Jiang Hong!
Though he carried the Canglong Ring, Jiang Che remained constantly wary of this old geezer. After all, the man had left a fragment of his soul inside—who knew if he was secretly peeping with his divine senses?
To be safe, Jiang Che had long since transferred all the treasures from the Canglong Ring into his system storage, then tossed the ring itself in there as well.
Even though the ring contained a fragment of an emperor's soul, Jiang Che didn’t believe Jiang Hong’s remnant could breach the system's dimensional barrier.
Why was Jiang Che so cautious?
Simple—he had too many girls around him. At least five days a week were spent in "dual cultivation" with them, and he wasn’t about to let some old man spy on his private life.
Jiang Che took out the Canglong Ring, and in the next moment, a glowing screen materialized before him.
As expected, hiding the ring in his system storage had been the right move. Who knew if Jiang Hong was secretly watching? Even with his "Truth-Seeker" skill, it was better to be safe than sorry.
On the other side of the screen stood a group of people, all looking formidable.
Leading them was Jiang Hong, his aged face stern.
"Jiang Che, do you admit your crimes?" Jiang Hong clasped his hands behind his back, cutting straight to the accusation.
Jiang Che: "???"
Seriously? Just because I called you "ancestor" once, you’re really putting on airs now?
Straight to accusations?
"Ancestor Jiang Hong? What crimes have I committed?" Jiang Che kept his tone polite—after all, he was still counting on this old man to cough up some treasures.
"What crimes? You insolent brat... you kidnapped the princess of our Jialan Clan and still dare to deny it? Even if you possess an immortal physique, today you must give us an explanation!" Jia Tengying roared from within the screen.
Jiang Che: "..."
Ah, so that’s what this is about. These old fogeys are here because of Jia Ling'er?
Meanwhile, inside the hall, Jia Ling'er saw her clansmen coming to her rescue and immediately regained her confidence!
She struggled even harder against her bonds. "Ancestors, summon my mother at once! This human scoundrel humiliated me—he even threatened to defile me and take my purity! If not for the empress’s imperial runes protecting me, I would have already..."
As she spoke, Jia Ling'er suddenly turned into a full-blown drama queen, covering her face and sobbing like a maiden who had just been violated.
Jiang Che: "..."
"And that’s not all! He even insulted my mother, saying... saying he wanted to be my godfather! Wuwuwu~~~ Esteemed elders of the Jiang family, you too are from an immortal lineage..."
Jiang Che: "???"
Damn, her acting skills are next-level!
"Also... the other clansmen who descended with me... they’ve already been... violated by this despicable human!" Jia Ling'er cast a glance toward Qing'er and the others in the corner.
The five stunning mermaids froze for a moment, but quickly caught on.
Especially Qing'er—her ability to switch expressions was nothing short of legendary. With the clan’s great ancestors backing them now, what was there to fear?
Qing'er burst into tears in an instant, sniffling pitifully. "Great ancestors... this human truly is beyond reproach. Not only did he bully me... he even sought to defile Her Highness the princess... Please, you must uphold justice for her..."
She then shot a meaningful look at her sisters, urging them to join in—now was the time to milk the situation for all it was worth!
But the other mermaids didn’t move. Instead, they lowered their heads.
Unlike Qing'er, they weren’t fools. They were nothing more than discarded pawns sent down to the mortal realm as marriage offerings. While the princess, with her noble bloodline, could count on the clan’s protection... what were they?
Did they really think tagging along with the princess for a few days made them royalty too?
...
"What?! Your Highness... this brat dared to insult Her Majesty the Empress?!"
Jia Tengying and the others couldn’t hold back either. The Jialan Empress was a living legend to their clan—if this guy wanted to be Jia Ling'er’s godfather, wasn’t that tantamount to...
The situation was spiraling out of control. The Jiang family elders present were breaking out in cold sweat.
Jiang Hong, in particular, felt a chill run down his spine. Was this kid trying to get himself killed? Daring to set his sights on the Jialan Empress?!
Damn it, this disciple might be a lost cause. Starting today... our master-disciple bond is severed!
Ahem. Though Jiang Hong mentally wanted to thrash Jiang Che, the boy was still family.
"Reporting to the ancestors, I never insulted the Jialan Empress. This woman is spouting nonsense!" Jiang Che spoke up calmly.
"Moreover, the Jialan Empress is a supreme sovereign. If I had spoken ill of her, she would have sensed it immediately. The laws of karma do not tolerate falsehoods..."
Jiang Che remained composed, not a trace of panic in his demeanor. He even took a moment to size up Jia Ling'er.
This little minx just said she wanted me as her godfather? Heh... consider it done.
Just wait till you’re calling me "Daddy"—in every sense of the word.
Seeing Jiang Che so unruffled, Jiang Hong sighed in relief. "Indeed. We are all sovereigns. Our divine senses span the myriad realms, and we are well-versed in the workings of fate and karma. Even the mere utterance of our names carries weight. I believe your princess may simply be... overwhelmed by anger."
Jiang Hong regained some confidence. At least it seemed Jia Ling'er hadn’t been touched by Jiang Che yet—meaning there was still room for negotiation.
"Jiang Che! Jia Ling'er is the future queen of the Jialan Clan. Every queen of their lineage must remain pure in body. If you truly enrage the Jialan Empress, even I may not be able to protect you!" Jiang Hong warned gravely.
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. He understood—oh, he understood Jiang Hong’s hidden message perfectly.
Translated, it meant: "I, Jiang Hong, am not strong enough to shield you, but that doesn’t mean the rest of the Jiang family can’t!"
Jiang Che was well aware of his worth as an immortal physique. The Jiang Clan of the Nine Heavens would fight to the death to keep him, even if it meant war with the Jialan Clan.
But right now, Jiang Hong was signaling that it wasn’t worth starting a feud over a woman.
"Ancestor Jiang Hong, didn’t you once tell me... that I could take any woman I fancied by force? I only kidnapped Jia Ling'er because I followed your advice..."
Jiang Che put on an innocent face.
Jiang Hong: "..."
[Ding! Host successfully trolled a sovereign-level ancestor. Reward: 200 million Troll Points.]
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!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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.”
