Jiang Che narrowed his eyes as he scrutinized Ye Mengyao standing before him.
It was clear that Ye Mengyao had undergone a dark transformation, and he had heard every word she just uttered.
He did have many issues—too many women to properly attend to each one.
Ye Mengyao was once a strong female lead, but after being subjected to his psychological manipulation, she became insecure and anxious... Later, she wasn’t particularly favored by him and mostly stayed by Yu Wan'er’s side.
Once, Yu Wan'er had been like a little parasite clinging to Ye Mengyao, but now the tables had turned... Ye Mengyao had become Yu Wan'er’s sidekick. Such a reversal must have been unbearable for a proud young lady like her.
Yet, a woman’s heart was as unfathomable as the ocean’s depths. Even with Jiang Che’s extraordinary clairvoyance skill, he couldn’t truly read minds!
"Jiang Che... Jiang Che, you’re finally here! Sister Yaoyao went berserk during her cultivation... She... She might have been possessed! Wuwu~~~"
The moment Yu Wan'er saw Jiang Che, she latched onto him like an anchor, gripping his arm as she confronted Ye Mengyao.
Ye Mengyao, however, remained eerily calm. She met Jiang Che’s gaze with indifference, her eyes devoid of their former tenderness, replaced only by an endless void.
"Jiang Che, all that has passed is like yesterday’s death. From this moment onward, it is today’s rebirth. I have comprehended the Supreme Forgetfulness Dao. Our bond... ends here."
Yu Wan'er’s eyes widened in shock. She tugged at Jiang Che’s sleeve. "Look! Sister Yaoyao’s classical literature skills are the worst—she would never say something like this!"
"Speak! Who are you really? Where have you hidden my Sister Yaoyao?" Yu Wan'er glared fiercely at Ye Mengyao, but her small hands clutched Jiang Che’s sleeve tightly.
In the end, only Jiang Che could give her the greatest sense of security.
[Supreme Forgetfulness, husband... Your little wife has indeed switched to the Path of Heartlessness, and she’s embraced it completely... It’s as if she’s undergone a rebirth. But the Path of Heartlessness is difficult to master—it’s impossible to achieve enlightenment overnight... She must have been guided by a sinister force.]
Mo Lianxing appeared as well, explaining the situation to Jiang Che. Heaven was fair—when one had a particular strength, there was always a corresponding weakness. For example, Jiang Che’s knowledge... was rather lacking.
Jiang Che continued studying Ye Mengyao.
Then, he suddenly laughed. "Hah... Interesting. Truly interesting."
"Supreme Forgetfulness? Enlightenment in a single day... Are you trying to play the ‘chasing the wife into the crematorium’ trope on me? Wrong script!"
"But I must say, Immortal... You’ve got some nerve, daring to lay hands on my woman!"
Jiang Che’s voice grew louder as he stepped forward, looming over Ye Mengyao as their eyes locked.
[Ding! Detection successful!]
[Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal (Awakened). Ye Mengyao is a reincarnation of the ancient true immortal ‘Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal.’ By chance, she has awakened her past-life memories and now walks the path of forsaking love and severing attachments...]
Jiang Che frowned and immediately questioned the system, "Then where’s the original Yaoyao? Don’t tell me... this crazy woman has actually replaced her?"
Truth be told, Jiang Che was panicking like never before.
If Ye Mengyao’s original soul had truly been overwritten by this so-called Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal, then the cliché drama of ‘chasing the wife into the crematorium’ would unfold for real.
[Ding! Ye Mengyao is a reincarnation. Even if she awakened her past-life memories, it would be difficult for her to fully embrace the Path of Heartlessness in such a short time... unless she willingly merged with the Dao.]
Jiang Che: "......"
"What utter nonsense! Ye Mengyao loved me so much—how could she willingly choose the Path of Heartlessness?" Though his voice was loud, his confidence wavered.
Because, well... he was undeniably a scumbag. No sugarcoating that.
[Host, you’re panicking.]
Jiang Che: "......"
"Just tell me if there’s a way to bring Ye Mengyao back. I’ll ask her myself... Take the points."
Jiang Che couldn’t be bothered to argue with the system anymore—he was in a hurry.
If Ye Mengyao hadn’t truly disappeared, Jiang Che was confident in his... special skills. At most, it would take a month to fix any blackened or yandere tendencies. 90% of relationship problems stemmed from a lack of special skills.
[One hundred million points.]
"Hah, pocket change. Take it."
[Ding! Host has successfully spent one hundred million points to exchange for ‘System Intervention (One-Time Use).’]
"Oh, right. Seal away this awakened remnant soul of the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal too. I’ll deal with her later..."
[Two hundred million points.]
"Piss off!"
[Ding! Host has scammed the system, earning two hundred million ‘Scumbag Points.’]
"......" Hard not to laugh.
Though the system’s voice was mechanical, it somehow managed to sound aggrieved.
The system could always be trusted!
The next second, a terrifying aura surged forth, enveloping Ye Mengyao entirely.
Ye Mengyao’s eyes widened in shock, her face filled with disbelief.
"What is this... Who are you?!"
Soon, her soul was laid bare. In the endless darkness, a young girl curled up in a corner, looking pitiful and helpless.
Jiang Che let out a long sigh of relief. Good... This damn Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal hadn’t completely erased Ye Mengyao’s soul. Otherwise, he would’ve lost it.
He might be a womanizer, but he wasn’t heartless. If Ye Mengyao’s soul had truly been destroyed... He didn’t dare imagine what he’d do.
Jiang Che’s soul stepped into the void.
He approached Ye Mengyao’s soul, while another figure—identical in appearance—slowly materialized nearby.
Though their faces were the same, this woman had snow-white hair and wore ancient black robes, standing with her hands behind her back... Her gaze flickered with surprise before settling back into indifference.
The Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal!
Not her true form, just a remnant of her reincarnated soul.
"Why bother?"
"Hah." Jiang Che scooped up Ye Mengyao’s soul. "Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal, was it? You should be grateful... that things didn’t escalate further. But I’m still pissed."
The Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal was slightly taken aback. "To think someone would recognize this venerable one’s title... Though it makes sense. You wield power beyond the Heavenly Dao—you must have an extraordinary background. Knowing of me is no surprise."
The Forgetfulness Immortal had forsaken all emotions—even fear was a form of attachment. Though her soul was now bound by the supreme power of the Dao, she remained utterly indifferent to life and death.
Jiang Che ignored her for now. Anyone who dared mess with his people would pay dearly later.
"Yaoyao, wake up..." Jiang Che exchanged for a soul-nourishing immortal pill in the system—a single pill worth fifty million points!
"Mmm... What’s going on?" Ye Mengyao slowly opened her eyes, and the moment she saw Jiang Che, a spark of joy flickered in them.
Her arms naturally looped around his neck. "Jiang Che, why are you here? Mmm... Where is this?"
Jiang Che: "......"
What the hell? So affectionate... Are you sure you were blackened???
A conspiracy! There must be an enormous conspiracy—Ye Mengyao would never willingly cultivate the Path of Forgetfulness.
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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!
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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?!
