Jiang Ruoxu was completely dumbfounded.
Wasn’t this supposed to be fake?
So why was he still getting the crap beaten out of him?
For a split second, he even saw his great-grandmother.
But what he couldn’t stomach the most was the barrage of mocking comments flooding the live stream.
“Haha, I thought he was some hotshot, but turns out he’s just a joke!”
“Beat the crap out of this poser! Let’s see if he dares to show off again!”
“As the young master of the Jiang family, you can’t even handle a few half-step Martial God puppets? Pathetic!”
Staggering to his feet, Jiang Ruoxu struggled to regain his balance.
[Bro... Bro, what the hell is going on? You said this was an illusion! So why am I still getting pummeled?]
[Bro? Are you even listening?]
Soon, he got a response.
[I’m here! I’ve been here the whole time!]
Hearing Jiang Che’s voice, Jiang Ruoxu felt a surge of relief, as if clutching at a lifeline.
But then, the puppets in the secret realm all charged at him—dozens of half-step Martial God-level puppets. Even though Jiang Ruoxu was a prodigy with a quasi-immortal physique, his cultivation was only at the mid-stage Divine Passage realm. All he could do was dodge frantically.
[Bro, what... what’s happening here?]
[Oh, those puppets? I added them in. The original ones in this secret realm were all fake—no real impact, no visceral thrill. Who knows if people would’ve bought it otherwise?]
Jiang Che yawned lazily. Family was family, but as long as he didn’t kill him, he’d keep messing with him!
[Wait... WHAT?! Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?!] The younger cousin was on the verge of tears.
Jiang Che chuckled inwardly. If he’d told him in advance, who would’ve earned him those sweet, sweet trolling points?
[Oh, and by the way, these half-step Martial God puppets are my precious trump cards. Don’t you dare break them, or I’ll make you pay for it!]
Jiang Ruoxu: “???”
Wait, so he wasn’t even allowed to fight back?!
He just had to stand there and take the beating?!
[Bro, don’t screw me over like this! If I don’t fight back, I’ll get killed! I can barely dodge two or three, but there are over a dozen here! I—]
[Not my problem. Just remember—those puppets are expensive.]
[...]
Jiang Ruoxu was done. Screw it. Let the world burn.
BAM!
While he was distracted, a steel fist smashed straight into his face. Even with his quasi-immortal physique, taking hits from over a dozen half-step Martial God puppets was too much.
“Stop! Stop hitting me! My face—!”
[Ding! Host successfully trolled Jiang Ruoxu. Reward: 20 million points.]
Jiang Che rubbed his nose guiltily. “Maybe I went a little too far this time?”
“Ah well, no pain, no gain. The kid needed a wake-up call anyway.”
Wasn’t this how protagonists worked? Pushed to the brink, only to rise stronger than ever?
Sure, Jiang Che was controlling the puppets, so they wouldn’t actually kill him. But those punches? They hurt like hell.
“You think Jiang Ruoxu is someone you can mess with?! You worthless scrap metal!”
The young master had finally snapped. In a fit of rage, he splurged hundreds of millions of his “Show-off Points” to buy a top-tier immortal movement technique from his system.
And thanks to the system’s buff, he instantly mastered it!
[Celestial Roaming Art: A supreme movement technique created by a Six-Tribulation Immortal Emperor. Comprising nine layers, mastering it allows one to traverse the myriad realms effortlessly, stepping beyond the river of time to gaze upon eternity.]
[Price: 500 million Show-off Points.]
Jiang Ruoxu gritted his teeth and bought it.
He’d been saving up for an immortal physique, but now—all his hard-earned points were gone in an instant!
His heart was bleeding!
But if he didn’t get this technique, those puppets would beat him to a pulp.
With his newfound immortal movement technique, Jiang Ruoxu’s confidence soared. His speed increased tenfold, his steps turning ghostly and elusive. The dozen half-step Martial God puppets couldn’t even graze his clothes.
The sudden shift left the live-stream audience stunned.
“No way! Did this guy just power up mid-fight? Did he pop some pills or what?!”
“No, look at his movement—it’s like he broke through! Or... did he just comprehend this technique on the spot?”
“Impossible! That movement is unlike anything I’ve ever seen—it has to be an immortal-grade technique! And movement techniques are already rare, let alone immortal-grade ones!”
“An immortal technique?! Why him?! Why does this brat get all the luck?! I refuse to accept this!!”
[Ding! Ding! Ding! Host humiliated his enemies in spectacular fashion, pulling off an epic show-off moment. Reward: 30 million Show-off Points.]
Jiang Ruoxu’s eyes lit up. Thirty million points?! This was a jackpot beyond his wildest dreams!
Soon, he breezed through the so-called “first trial” of the secret realm.
Then, in full view of the live stream, ten Martial God-level puppets emerged, bowing respectfully. Though nothing was said outright, everyone assumed Jiang Ruoxu had just gained ten Martial God puppets as followers.
From there, it was a smooth ride. With Jiang Che’s “guidance,” he cleared challenge after challenge, amassing an army of powerful puppets—
Martial God puppets!
Nirvana puppets!
Even over thirty Creation Realm puppets!
The spectators from the Nine Heavens were floored. What the hell?! Were these puppets just handed out like candy?!
Now they were absolutely convinced—this was the tomb of an ancient emperor who had mastered the art of puppetry.
By the end, Jiang Ruoxu even claimed the colossal, mountain-sized super puppet as his own.
The commotion even rippled through the Nine Heavens. In one fell swoop, Jiang Ruoxu earned back the 500 million Show-off Points he’d spent—and then some.
......
When it came to women, Jiang Che was the type to enjoy the chase without caring for the outcome.
But when it came to his “investments,” he didn’t care about the process—as long as they raked in the points for him.
Jiang Che might not be one for theatrics, but he understood the art of showmanship well. With minimal effort, he’d set his little cousin up for a windfall.
The cost? A brutal beating, of course.
“Celestial Roaming Art? Not bad for a movement technique.”
Jiang Che smirked.
As the main system, all the goods in the subsystem’s store came from him. Naturally, he had the right to review any technique a subsystem host purchased.
Honestly, Jiang Che preferred when his “investments” splurged on techniques and treasures. Because once they bought a technique? It was as good as his.
As for treasures? Sorry, but subsystem hosts only had usage rights—not ownership.
The true control? That belonged to Jiang Che.
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?!
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?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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)
