Jiang Che grabbed the twisted branch of the peach tree.
A group of girls gathered around, their curiosity piqued.
"Wow, the branch is talking!" Qin Qiaoqiao blinked her big eyes, utterly fascinated.
"You—you’re the branch here! I’m the divine Peaches of Immortality, understand? The supreme celestial medicine!"
"Brother Jiang Che, I want to eat a peach!" Xiao An'an tugged at Jiang Che’s sleeve, her eyes gleaming with excitement, drool nearly dripping to the ground.
For this little foodie, she had never seen such a massive peach before—it was downright mouthwatering.
Jiang Che swung the peach branch lightly. Was this thing really a celestial medicine?
"You’re just a severed branch from the Peaches of Immortality, right? Does that still make you a divine medicine? Or have you been downgraded?"
He flicked the giant peach with his finger.
"No downgrade! I am the real deal! Let me go... If you don’t, I might actually degrade. The spiritual energy here is too thin. Didn’t that old man give you a Saint-grade Spirit Field? Hurry up and plant me there..."
The urgency in its voice was unmistakable.
"I know you’re in a hurry, but hold on. Let me finish..." Jiang Che spoke leisurely.
"Stop talking! Saint-grade Spirit Field—no, even a top-grade one will do! I’m dying here!"
The little peach branch flailed like a fish out of water.
"How about this? Swear loyalty to me... and I’ll give you the Saint-grade Spirit Field. Grow safely, ripen properly—deal?"
"Master! From now on, you’re my master! I promise to bear you the biggest, juiciest peach!"
Clearly, this peach branch had no pride left.
"Heh... at least you know what’s good for you." Jiang Che smirked and summoned an entire acre of top-grade Spirit Field.
He tossed the peach branch into it, and in the next second, it rooted itself firmly in the center.
[Whew~~~ Nothing beats a Saint-grade Spirit Field. As a noble celestial medicine, I’ve always been planted in Immortal-grade fields. That old man was such a miser—calling himself an immortal yet not even having proper Immortal Soil!]
[And then he handed me over to this guy... My life as a medicine is so tragic~~~]
Jiang Che glanced at the peach branch, a faint smile playing on his lips.
With a wave of his hand, another vast expanse of radiant soil appeared, each grain shimmering with boundless immortal energy.
Immortal Soil!!!
[No way!!! Am I hallucinating? How can there be so much Immortal Soil?!]
[Wait—this is real! This is actually real!!!]
Before the peach branch could even settle into the Saint-grade field, it leaped out and lunged at Jiang Che.
But in the next moment, the Immortal Soil vanished.
"Where’s the Immortal Soil? My Immortal Soil???"
"Ahem, watch your words. That’s my Immortal Soil, not yours." Jiang Che corrected sternly.
Peach Branch: "......"
"Immortal Soil!!! Please... just a little! You’re my one and only master now! For over a hundred thousand years while I was still attached to the Peaches of Immortality, I never once tasted Immortal Soil! Have mercy, I beg you!"
Who had ever seen a half-broken branch kneeling and hugging someone’s leg? Well, Jiang Che had now.
"Heh, that depends on your performance." Jiang Che grinned.
The carrot had been dangled.
Of course, he wasn’t actually going to splurge on that much Immortal Soil. A single piece of top-grade Spirit Soil cost a million points, Saint-grade went for ten million, and Immortal-grade? A staggering hundred million per piece!
"Really? Master, believe me—if you give me Immortal Soil, with its divine energy, I might even regenerate from this broken branch! Who knows? I could regrow into a full Peaches of Immortality tree. Then you’d have a complete celestial medicine!"
Jiang Che scoffed internally. Empty promises? Please.
At least his promises had substance. This little peach’s grand claims were pure fantasy.
It was just a severed branch—the true essence of the celestial medicine lay in the main tree. No amount of Immortal Soil could turn it into a full Peaches of Immortality.
Ignoring it, Jiang Che proceeded to plant numerous high-grade spirit herbs across the Saint-grade field.
No point wasting such premium soil!
The ancestors had gifted him thousands of divine herbs and dozens of saint-grade ones, all of which Jiang Che now planted in this single acre.
"Nooo! Don’t let these lowly herbs get so close to me! Get these trash plants away!"
The little peach protested. It was a celestial medicine—how could it share space with these inferior herbs?
"Shut it."
Jiang Che turned away, pulling out treasures from his storage pouch to distribute among his women.
Though Jiang Che was a bit of a playboy, he never skimped when it came to spoiling his lovers.
"Qiangwei, this is the Melody Immortal Stone. Since you’ve chosen music as your path, this will be invaluable to you."
"Bai Jie, come here. Your aptitude needs work—you’re the laziest when it comes to cultivation!"
"Qiaoqiao, take this Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir. It’ll do wonders for you..."
He spared no expense, though to be fair, most of these were gifts from the immortal ancestors.
After handing out treasures to everyone—even Qing'er and the other recently acquired mermaids—only Yu Wan'er remained.
Oh, and Jia Ling'er.
At the moment, Jia Ling'er was miserably scrubbing the floor—with her tail.
One month ago: "I am a proud mermaid princess. I will never do such menial labor!"
Two weeks ago: "Endure the humiliation... but I must protect my precious tail."
Now: "Huh? This tail works pretty well as a mop..."
Her spirit had been thoroughly broken.
Witnessing Jiang Che’s extravagance in her exhausted state was a shock.
Saint-grade spirit stones—ten for each girl?!
As the royal princess of the Jialan Clan, her personal treasures surpassed even those of many Emperor-level experts.
Yet, she only had about a dozen Saint-grade stones herself.
But the real bombshell was the secret she overheard about Jiang Che.
This man could casually grant mortals... Immortal Physiques?!
Such a feat was unheard of—something that would send shockwaves through the Nine Heavens if word got out.
If Immortal Physiques could be manufactured... chaos would engulf the realms.
She had severely underestimated him.
Wait—if he could create Immortal Physiques... could he purify her mermaid bloodline?
Upgrading royal mermaid blood was surely easier than forging an Immortal Physique from scratch.
Jia Ling'er’s heart raced. She was genuinely tempted.
If she relied on this man... could she reclaim her dignity as a princess?
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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?!
