Little Peach Tree was stunned!
Was Jiang Che even speaking human language?
One fruit per month? Even if you watered me with holy water, there’s no way I could grow that fast!
But this guy was ridiculously powerful—maybe he actually had a way to make it happen.
Since arriving in the mortal realm, it had seen things it never imagined. Almost all of Jiang Che’s women had immortal physiques.
Though it was just a medicinal peach tree, it knew the value of an immortal physique. There was no way the mortal realm could suddenly have so many immortal physiques—only one explanation made sense… Jiang Che had created them!
Turning ordinary people into immortals? Who could even conceive of such a method?
"You… you can really make me bear a peach every month?"
It finally understood—Jiang Che was hinting that he wanted to help it complete its transformation!
He’d already given it immortal soil, so he must be preparing to help it ascend into a true immortal medicinal plant.
His claim of one peach per month was obviously an exaggeration—what he really meant was that he’d help it become an immortal-grade treasure.
Jiang Che, who could hear the peach tree’s thoughts, was speechless. This thing was way too perceptive.
But he had considered helping it evolve into an immortal-grade plant.
After all, having an immortal medicinal tree in his yard would be pretty nice. More fruit meant more to sell, even if his household didn’t need it.
A single immortal peach’s worth could bankrupt entire immortal clans.
As for methods to evolve the tree, Jiang Che had plenty—though they were all expensive!
[Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree: Top-tier immortal plant. A single leaf can induce enlightenment, beneficial even to immortals. Price: 8 billion points.]
[Chaos Green Lotus: Bears seeds that allow comprehension of the Chaos Dao. Price: 9 billion points.]
[Immortal Peach Tree: Bears immortal peaches. Price: 5 billion points.]
The peach tree was the cheapest in Jiang Che’s system, but it still cost 5 billion points.
The simplest solution was to just buy one outright.
But after the Chu Yuan incident with the Binding Immortal Rope, Jiang Che had learned one thing—his system was a straight-up bandit!
These immortal plants all had owners. If he bought one with points, the system would straight-up rob the original owner. The Ancestor Immortal of the Jiang Family’s peach tree would be stolen without a sound.
But once Jiang Che ascended to the Nine Heavens… wouldn’t the ancestor’s treasures become his anyway?
Luckily, there were other ways to help this sapling evolve.
[Primordial Unity True Water: The first water born at the dawn of the universe, containing laws of rebirth…]
[Price: 1.5 billion points.]
"Tsk tsk, this system really has everything," Jiang Che mused. "You wouldn’t happen to have Pangu’s blood, would you?"
The moment he said it, the system popped up a new listing.
[A Drop of Pangu’s Blood: Authentic Pangu’s essence, containing the will of the Primordial Chaos…]
[Price: ???]
Seriously? Authentic Pangu’s blood? Were there knockoffs too?
"Whatever. Just buy a drop of that Primordial Unity True Water. One drop for an immortal plant? Absolute steal."
[Ding! Host has spent 1.5 billion points to purchase ‘One Drop of Primordial Unity True Water.’]
Before Little Peach Tree could even process what was happening—it didn’t even know what Primordial Unity True Water was—it was overwhelmed by an aura far beyond the immortal realm.
The drop merged into its roots.
BOOM!!!
The tiny sapling, barely half a meter tall, was instantly flooded with overwhelming life essence. This energy didn’t just nourish it—it reforged its very existence!
In seconds, it shot up to over three meters tall.
Immortal plants were condensed forms of longevity, so they weren’t usually large. Even the legendary Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree was only about two meters tall, yet it was still a top-tier treasure.
The original Immortal Peach Tree wasn’t even three meters high!
But now, Little Peach Tree had surpassed that. Its roots spread, branches thickened, leaves flourished—it kept growing!
Its life essence had been completely remade.
The entire undersea dragon palace was bathed in immortal qi. Even the heavens descended blessings, as if celebrating the birth of a new immortal plant.
"Huh? Heavenly blessings instead of tribulation?"
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow, intrigued as he gazed skyward.
In the Nine Heavens, every immortal plant defied the natural order. They possessed extreme intelligence—some even cultivated to immortality themselves.
Thus, their birth was always met with catastrophic lightning tribulation. Many sacred plants were reduced to ashes.
But heavenly blessings? That was unheard of.
"Could it be… the heavens are afraid of something?"
"Afraid of me?"
Everything was indeed quite bizarre. Logically speaking... He had caused so much commotion in the mortal realm, created twenty or thirty immortal bodies, and even fleeced the Heavenly Dao of countless benefits. Unless the Heavenly Dao was completely oblivious, it should have noticed by now.
Yet, it chose to turn a blind eye.
"Hmph... Better not stir up trouble, or even if you’re the Heavenly Dao... I’ll make sure you regret it."
With a system capable of even extracting Pangu’s essence blood, Jiang Che had all the confidence and audacity he needed.
Who was Pangu?
The mightiest deity of the primordial era, a terrifying existence at the level of the Great Dao, far surpassing any immortal or emperor.
Before realizing how overpowered his system was, Jiang Che had been cautious and reserved.
But now that he knew just how formidable it was, he began acting like a dog barking bravely behind its master’s back.
......
A full three days passed before the little peach sapling finally completed its metamorphosis into a divine immortal herb!
From a mere broken branch, it had transformed into a complete and lush Immortal Peach Tree.
Verdant and flourishing, its branches heavy with foliage, it bore a single peach the size of a human head—fully ripe!
The area within a hundred miles of the tree was saturated with life-extending essence, along with countless blessings... Even the ordinary fish and shrimp in the sea were struck with unimaginable fortune, undergoing their own transformations.
"Now this is what an immortal herb should look like!"
Jiang Che approached the tree and plucked the enormous peach.
An irresistibly sweet fragrance invaded his senses, filling him with an indescribable longing. Just a single whiff made him feel as though his very life force was being replenished.
Clearly, after being enhanced by the Taiyi True Water, this was no ordinary immortal peach. It now contained an abundance of life-extending essence.
Jiang Che had encountered such essence in his top-grade longevity pills before, but the concentration in this immortal peach far surpassed anything he’d ever seen.
Crunch!
Jiang Che opened his mouth wide and took a big bite, expecting a burst of juicy sweetness.
But instead of the imagined splash of nectar—
"Ahhh!!!"
A sharp cry rang out, and the peach vanished from his hand.
In its place, a flash of light filled his vision.
Within the radiant glow, a petite figure suddenly appeared.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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?!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
