"The Dao of Time?"
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow.
"Right, the Dao of Time!"
"They say that once you comprehend the laws of time, you can accelerate or decelerate the flow of time around yourself. Those with immense power can even enter the River of Time and influence the timelines across the Nine Heavens and myriad realms."
"With your talent, husband... you should be able to grasp the laws of time, right?"
Mo Lianxing frowned in thought for a moment. "Back when I was still with the Fateweavers' Association, I heard rumors about a high-ranking member of the Heaven Pavilion who had mastered the Dao of Time. He even transcended the River of Time itself—utterly terrifying."
"Once you grasp the laws of time, you could slow it down, restricting the effect to a certain area. For example, if you and Wan'er were having a private moment in your room, you could slow time by tenfold. Ten hours for you would only be one hour outside... wouldn’t that free up so much more time?"
Hearing this, a flicker of delight flashed in Jiang Che’s eyes.
He then cupped Mo Lianxing’s face and planted a fervent kiss on her lips.
"Lian’er, you’re absolutely brilliant!"
Mo Lianxing: "..."
Tch, men!
Just moments ago, he was calling me heartless, and now it’s "Lian’er."
"But husband, the Dao of Time is one of the top five supreme Daos among the Three Thousand Great Daos. It’s not something easily comprehended..."
Yet the next second, her words died in her throat—
Because... because...
"Is that so? Time Deceleration!" Jiang Che raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Instantly, the flow of time around them slowed by half, yet Jiang Che and Mo Lianxing remained unaffected.
"This... this..."
Mo Lianxing was stunned. Her soul’s strength was nearly at the level of a Creation Realm cultivator, so she could easily discern Jiang Che’s technique—a simple application of time manipulation, a basic expression of the laws of time.
"The laws of time? Husband, I hadn’t even finished speaking... and you’ve already grasped them?"
Mo Lianxing’s lips parted slightly, her shock rendering her speechless.
But soon, realization dawned on her. "It’s your system..."
It had to be. No matter how prodigious someone was, comprehending the laws of time in a single second was impossible.
She’d seen plenty of systems before—the Fateweavers' Association was full of them. Sign-in systems, reward systems... but at most, they granted cultivation experience or minor boosts. Never had she heard of a system that could instantly bestow comprehension of the laws of time!
Just how high-tier was Jiang Che’s system?
"Heh..." Jiang Che smirked faintly.
Of course, it was the system’s doing.
An omnipotent system that could even purchase immortal physiques and martial imprints—was there anything it couldn’t provide?
[One Fragment of the Dao of Time: Grants comprehension of a single fragment of time laws, enabling basic temporal manipulation. Minimum requirement: Divine Transformation Realm.]
[Price: 20 million points.]
[Complete Dao of Time: Fully comprehends the Dao of Time, mastering a complete temporal path. Minimum requirement: First-Step Emperor Realm.]
[Price: 5 billion points.]
[Primordial Essence of Time: Fuses completely with the Dao of Time, becoming the sovereign of the River of Time...]
[Price: ???]
Truthfully, Jiang Che had originally intended to purchase the complete Dao of Time, but his current cultivation level was insufficient. It definitely wasn’t because he lacked the points.
"At my current Divine Transformation Realm, I can only slow time by threefold. Still, it’s more than enough..."
Jiang Che’s lips curled slightly.
With this ability to manipulate time, none of his women would have to wait alone anymore.
With so many ladies, time manipulation was practically a necessity—unless he resorted to creating clones or avatars through spells.
But Jiang Che had an obsessive aversion to that idea. Self-discipline was fine; self-cuckoldry was not!
......
Meanwhile, Jia Ling'er, the little princess of the Jialan Clan, remained bound by the Immortal-Binding Rope.
The poor little mermaid had been tied up for a full half-month.
"Your Highness, please eat something!"
Qing'er, another young mermaid, held out a plate of exquisitely prepared food, flanked by Tong Tong and Chun Chun.
"I won’t eat! You traitors—don’t you dare call yourselves descendants of the Jialan bloodline!"
Jia Ling'er glared fiercely at Qing'er and the two mermaids behind her.
A whole week. A whole week! Do you have any idea what I’ve endured this past week?
While Jiang Che reveled in nightly pleasures indoors, she had been left trussed up like a dumpling at the door.
"Your Highness, please let us explain—no, let us clarify!" Tong Tong stepped forward, speaking patiently.
"Hah, clarify what? Have you no shame at all?" Jia Ling'er turned her face away.
"Why bother explaining to her, Tong Tong? She’s nothing but a fallen princess now. Still waiting for the Empress to rescue her? It’s been over half a month—has the Empress come?"
Chun Chun sneered, an inexplicable sense of satisfaction bubbling up inside her as she watched the once-lofty imperial princess reduced to this state.
"You—! How dare you! I am a royal princess! In the Nine Heavens, lowly servants like you would kneel before me—do you understand?" Jia Ling'er’s composure cracked.
"Hah! Your Highness, you do realize that was in the Nine Heavens, right? But this is the mortal realm now!"
A languid, mature voice chimed in from behind as Xue'er’s figure materialized, arms crossed beneath her ample bosom, her wine-red hair cascading over half of her breathtakingly beautiful face.
Xue'er.
Already the epitome of a mature beauty, Xue'er now exuded an even more alluring charm, devastatingly captivating.
"Hmph, still playing the princess? Just because your bloodline is purer? Is that really something to be proud of?" Xue'er looked down at Jia Ling'er with undisguised disdain.
"You—! This is mutiny!" Jia Ling'er seethed.
"Hahaha... Your Highness, look at how flustered you’ve become. From start to finish, you’ve carried yourself with such lofty arrogance, never once treating us as equals. In your eyes, we sisters probably aren’t even worth as much as the lowest palace maids!"
"I—" Jia Ling'er choked on her words, unable to refute Xue'er’s taunts.
"Exactly. You’re so noble, aren’t you? A lofty princess, sheltered by an Empress-level mother. Everything we hold dear... is worthless in your eyes!" Chun'er added coldly, venting her pent-up resentment.
Qing'er stared blankly at the quarreling group, utterly bewildered.
Once, she had been Jia Ling'er’s most devoted follower—more beautiful, more talented, better-connected than the others.
But now... a strange, twisted thought sprouted in her heart.
She wanted to see the noble princess... utterly corrupted and broken.
PS: Special thanks to 'Bear the Naturally Silly' for the generous gift! Extra chapter tomorrow~~~
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!
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iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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?!
