"Wuwuwu~~~"
Jia Ling'er was crying. The mermaid princess curled up into a ball, looking as if she had suffered endless grievances.
"Here, have a spirit fruit. This was grown in a sacred spiritual field," Jiang Che said, pulling out a crystal-clear spirit fruit.
This was a divine-grade spirit fruit, second only to saint-grade and immortal-grade medicines.
"I don't want it..." Jia Ling'er whispered, her voice hoarse and pitiful.
"You won't even take a divine-grade fruit? What about a Nine Revolutions Golden Pill? I doubt a little princess like you from the Jialan Clan has ever tasted an immortal-grade elixir?"
Jiang Che took out a dazzling golden pill, adorned with nine intricate patterns and faintly wreathed in immortal qi.
Nine Revolutions Golden Pill?
Jia Ling'er lifted her head, blinking a couple of times.
She swallowed hard, then gave a small nod.
"Tsk... You really do have expensive tastes," Jiang Che teased before handing the immortal-grade pill to her.
The girl didn’t even thank him, quietly tucking the pill into her pocket.
[The Nine Revolutions Golden Pill, an immortal-grade elixir... Mother must need it. I’ll save it for her.]
"What’s wrong? Feeling upset?"
Jiang Che wrapped an arm around Jia Ling'er’s waist, smiling warmly.
Of course, he had to give her nice things—after all, girls needed to be pampered a little.
"No, I just miss my mother a bit," Jia Ling'er murmured.
Jialan Empress...
Jiang Che’s brow furrowed slightly.
Not long ago, he had received a massive influx of "scumbag points," with over a billion coming from the Jialan Empress alone, and the rest from the Jiang Family.
It didn’t take a genius to figure it out—the Jialan Empress must have found out he’d taken her daughter and lost her temper, probably storming off to confront the Jiang Family.
Most likely... they ended up fighting?
He wasn’t sure, but the points he’d gained were undeniably satisfying.
Just thinking about the Jialan Empress, Jiang Che didn’t even need to guess—she was definitely a control-freak lunatic.
What kind of mother plants a defensive formation inside her own daughter’s body???
Honestly, if Jiang Che hadn’t had his system’s help, he wouldn’t have been able to break through Jia Ling'er’s defenses.
To dismantle that emperor-grade formation, he’d spent a whopping five million points—truly a gilded fortress.
"Jiang Che, I want to get stronger. Can you help me purify my bloodline?"
Jia Ling'er bit her lip, mustering the courage to ask.
Since he’d already given her a Nine Revolutions Golden Pill, she figured he’d be more open to negotiation.
"Oh? How did you know I could purify your bloodline?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow.
This girl was quite shrewd, picking the perfect moment to make her request.
"N-no, I just saw how you helped Qing'er and the others ascend to imperial bloodline status, so I figured you could refine my royal blood too," Jia Ling'er said softly.
She hated herself for this—bargaining with her body was something her former proud self would never have dreamed of.
Yet here she was, reduced to the very thing she despised.
"Hah, clever girl!"
Jiang Che reached out and ruffled Jia Ling'er’s azure-blue hair. Despite her blue locks and heterochromatic eyes, she didn’t look tacky at all—in fact, she was quite striking.
"Really?" Jia Ling'er whispered.
She had already accepted reality—this Jiang Che was undeniably powerful, and submitting to him wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
"Of course. I can even make your bloodline stronger than your ancestors’!"
Jiang Che’s voice brimmed with confidence—and he wasn’t just bluffing!
[Stone Man’s Tear: A sacred treasure capable of drastically enhancing the mermaid bloodline, exceedingly rare!]
[Price: 1 billion points.]
An item worth a billion points—more expensive than his Chaos Immortal Body and on par with the Fate Immortal Body!
This was no ordinary bloodline enhancement.
"Really? Stronger than my ancestors???"
Jia Ling'er’s eyes widened, her tear-stained lashes still tinged with pink, but she was too stunned to care.
"I never lie."
Jiang Che raised his hand, palm open—revealing a white pearl the size of a lychee.
It looked utterly plain, almost like a cheap glass marble from a street stall.
But Jia Ling'er froze. Every cell in her body screamed—Eat it! Eat it!
"Give it to me!" Jia Ling'er lunged, but her hand closed on empty air.
"You... What is this? How do you even have something like this?!"
She was genuinely shocked.
Last time, Jiang Che had pulled out a bunch of scales that could enhance bloodlines—just one had elevated Qing'er from common blood to imperial.
Those scales were already absurd, but they were still within the realm of comprehension.
This pearl, however, was on a whole other level!
The aura it exuded filled her with reverence, an ancient bloodline presence that made her feel like an ant gazing up at a dragon.
This wasn’t just a difference in power—it was an instinctive, genetic submission!
"See? Believe me now? This treasure... can elevate your bloodline beyond limits."
Jiang Che crossed his legs, smirking like a smug overlord.
Jia Ling'er didn’t argue. She knew deep down that obtaining this pearl would grant her a metamorphic leap in bloodline purity.
"Jiang Che, I’m already yours. Can’t you at least let me take a closer look?"
She clung to his arm, her voice dripping with sweetness. For the sake of her bloodline, she was willing to throw all pride aside.
"Not a chance. First come, first served—don’t you know the rules? There are five other mermaids ahead of you in line. Qing'er, for example, is just as pretty as you and way more obedient. Chun Chun and the others all have their own merits too. If I’ve got something good, they get first dibs."
Jia Ling'er: "..."
If you’d shown me this treasure earlier, I would’ve surrendered ages ago! Why did I have to endure all that humiliation for nothing?!
Ugh, I could just scream!!!
I gave myself away for free and didn’t even get anything out of it.
Jia Ling'er wished she could travel back in time and slap her past self—why did she have to be so damn tsundere?!
"Jiang Che~ I can be obedient too!" She switched tactics instantly, playing the contrast card. "I promise I’ll be even better than Qing'er. Please?"
Jia Ling'er was sharp—those scales Jiang Che had before were handed out like candy, but this pearl was one of a kind.
What if he only had one and gave it to someone else? A once-in-a-lifetime chance to change her destiny—she wasn’t about to let it slip away!
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)
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?!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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?!
