"Impossible! How could this be?"
The Jialan Empress's eyes flashed with shock.
She had naturally been aware of Qing'er's breakthrough to imperial bloodline earlier, but had dismissed it as a one-in-a-billion exception—a mortal bloodline experiencing ancestral reversion.
Though some speculated Jiang Che was the reason, she hadn’t believed it.
How could a mere ordinary cultivator from the mortal realm accomplish something even her Jialan Clan couldn’t?
But now, it seemed she had gravely underestimated the situation.
One case could be written off as an exception, but five?
This was no coincidence!
The Jialan Empress narrowed her cold, piercing eyes.
"That Jiang Che must have discovered the ruins of our Jialan Clan’s ancestral homeland in the lower realm. Only there could a method exist to elevate mortal-blooded merfolk into immortals."
At her words, the gazes of all Jialan clansmen snapped toward her.
"Though we call ourselves the main lineage, we are not. A million years ago... the glorious Merfolk Immortal Clan was purged. We were forced to abandon our ancestral lands and began a great migration lasting hundreds of millennia. Over time, our bloodlines grew increasingly diluted. Even I, with imperial blood, remain separated from true pure-blooded merfolk by an insurmountable gulf—otherwise, I would not be stuck at the half-immortal realm."
The ancestral homeland of the Jialan Clan!
Hearing this, the eyes of every clansman burned with fervor.
"Is it true? Then could all our bloodlines evolve into imperial—or even pure—blood?" one of the clan’s great emperors exclaimed, trembling with excitement.
As a great emperor, he had never felt such exhilaration before.
With a mortal-grade bloodline, reaching the single-era emperor realm was his absolute limit. No matter how profound his comprehension, his innate constraints barred further progress.
But now, he saw hope!
And that hope lay in the lower realm—or more precisely, in Jiang Che.
"Not necessarily, but Jiang Che undoubtedly holds the secrets of our ancestral lands," the Jialan Empress declared.
"Hmph. I thought he was just a lecher, but it seems he’s also a man blessed by fortune."
Her voice was icy, yet even so... the humiliation of her daughter demanded vengeance!
"The mortal realm holds great secrets, but with the severance between realms... we must wait until the barriers fully open. I refuse to believe Jiang Che won’t ascend to the Nine Heavens. When he does, that will be the day he meets his end. I will extract every secret of our homeland from him before flaying him alive."
They say women can be as venomous as serpents, and this Jialan Empress was clearly determined to destroy Jiang Che.
"Your Majesty, perhaps we should reconsider opposing Jiang Che? Even if we kill him, we’d provoke the entire Jiang Family. If an all-out war erupted, we stand no chance against them!"
Another great emperor spoke urgently, struggling to grasp the Empress’s reasoning.
Wasn’t it just one daughter? And Princess Ling'er only had imperial blood—whereas Jiang Che could mass-produce imperial-blooded individuals. Soon, imperial blood would become worthless.
"Your Majesty is right! Why not ally with Jiang Che and jointly research our ancestral secrets?"
"Your Majesty, this old subject has long wished to say—Jiang Che is a born supreme, a peerless genius with dual immortal physiques. Our Princess Ling'er wouldn’t be wronged by him..."
The Jialan Empress’s gaze grew colder. Of course she knew Jiang Che possessed dual immortal physiques, that his future was boundless, that he would become a titan of the Nine Heavens.
But... she still wanted him dead!
During her seclusion, she had glimpsed a fragment of the future through her cultivation of the Future Body.
In that vision, the entire Jialan Clan was annihilated because of one man. Billions of clansmen were displaced, Ling'er was imprisoned, and even she herself died in vain, consumed by hatred.
Now, it was clear—the root of this catastrophe was Jiang Che!
Thus, the moment she emerged from seclusion, she resolved to eliminate him. This was a matter of the clan’s survival. Even if it meant enmity with the Jiang Family, she had to kill this demon.
...
[You’d rather spend time with those mermaids than visit Sister Shen Yu?]
Yu Wan'er was fuming.
Jiang Che was too much! He had elevated the bloodlines of those mermaids but left girls like Qin Qiaoqiao with nothing.
What a fickle, heartless scoundrel!
Of course, she only dared curse him in her heart.
These days, Yu Wan'er had learned to preserve Jiang Che’s dignity, reserving her scolding for private mental exchanges—ones only he could hear.
"Tch, go play somewhere else."
Jiang Che ruffled Yu Wan'er’s hair, amused by the way her cowlick bounced indignantly.
[Yu Wan'er: (╬▔皿▔)╯]
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Shen Yu, meanwhile, had set aside her array research and was leisurely sunbathing.
Staying cooped up indoors wasn’t good for the baby. Even though they were cultivators and the child was a heaven-defying Dao Body-Demon Fetus hybrid, Shen Yu behaved like any expectant mother, showering her unborn child with fierce maternal love.
"Jiang Che, you’re here."
Seeing him, Shen Yu’s mood brightened.
She promptly pulled out a notebook. "Upon seeing Jiang Che, emotional fluctuations intensify. Despite suppressing dopamine secretion, joy persists. Conclusion: Love is independent of hormonal influence..."
Jiang Che had long grown accustomed to this. A girl like her had her own peculiar charm.
"What else? Here to give our baby some gifts."
He sighed.
The immortal-grade Peaches of Immortality had been planted, but the Jiang Family’s immortal ancestors had also bestowed treasures like Primordial Chaos Qi and Innate Purple Qi—priceless treasures beyond measure.
Since he had no use for them, why not let the baby absorb them?
A Devouring Immortal Demon Body could consume even immortal physiques, so Primordial Chaos Qi should be no challenge.
This physique was growth-oriented—the more it devoured, the stronger it became. Currently, it hadn’t yet reached the level of a Dao Body, remaining merely a transcendent immortal physique.
Jiang Che planned to nurture his unborn daughter into a terrifying demon sovereign.
That way, no golden-haired pretty boy would ever dare scheme against her.
Back when he was the golden-haired heartbreaker, Jiang Che had delighted in ruining fathers’ lives.
But now, with a daughter of his own on the way, the tables had turned. Once she was born and grown, he’d weave the most lethal arrays around her. Any golden-haired fool with ill intentions would perish on contact!
For millions of miles in every direction, not a single golden strand—not even a golden-furred dog—would be permitted!
The Devouring Immortal Demon Body lived up to its reputation.
The Primordial Chaos Qi, coveted even by immortals, was fully absorbed within minutes, becoming nourishment for the demon fetus. Even the Innate Purple Qi was devoured without hesitation!
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?!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
