"Exactly! It's my master! All these pills were refined by my master!" Jiang Che declared with unwavering confidence.
For Jiang Che, this was nothing more than a spur-of-the-moment fabrication.
"Your master? Someone capable of refining a Supreme Longevity Pill... Does such a being truly exist in this world?" The White-haired Immortal's eyes gleamed with contemplation.
"I've lived for over a hundred thousand years, yet I've never heard of anyone who could refine a Supreme Longevity Pill... Whoever can craft such an elixir must have reached the pinnacle of immortality!"
[Heh, what master? This kid sure knows how to spin a tale. You, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, wielding its power... While a Supreme Longevity Pill might invite calamity for others, you’re the Heavenly Dao itself!]
[Everyone, I think I’ve figured it out. Remember how this kid once swore an oath to the Heavenly Dao, pledging loyalty to the Jiang Family? But if he’s the Heavenly Dao’s incarnation, what’s the point of such an oath?]
[I had my doubts before, but now it’s crystal clear—he’s definitely the Heavenly Dao!]
Clearly, these immortals weren’t fools. While they played along outwardly, their minds buzzed with skepticism.
As for this so-called "master"? Pure nonsense. Who would dare claim to be the master of the Heavenly Dao?
It was just a flimsy excuse to cover his tracks.
"Ahem, Jiang Che, you truly are blessed by fate. Not only are you extraordinarily gifted, but you’ve even apprenticed under a supreme master!"
"Indeed, what enviable fortune. Had I encountered such an opportunity in my youth... I might have already transcended mortality."
"When you next see your master, do convey my respects to the venerable one!"
"Jiang Che... just how many of these Supreme Longevity Pills do you possess?"
After the flattery came the inevitable focus on the pills.
Jiang Che scratched his head and grinned.
"Esteemed ancestors, before my master departed, he gifted me a so-called 'automated alchemy furnace.' This furnace refines Supreme Longevity Pills autonomously, drawing upon the essence of heaven and earth to produce them endlessly. So... I can have as many as I want!"
!!!
The immortals, whose combined lifespans rivaled the entirety of human evolution, now stood before Jiang Che like wide-eyed novices.
This guy spoke without a shred of responsibility—every word he uttered could shake the Nine Heavens to its core!
The automated alchemy furnace was originally pioneered by the Destiny Seekers' Association.
Even the Jiang Family treaded carefully around this organization, whose origins supposedly traced back to the era of the Ancient Celestial Court.
No faction in the Nine Heavens dared provoke the Destiny Seekers' Association outright, especially its Nine Celestial Pavilions—who knew how many formidable destiny-blessed experts they had recruited?
"These Supreme Longevity Pills... unlimited in supply???"
But there was no time to dwell on the pills’ origins. This "alchemy furnace" was likely another of Jiang Che’s fabrications.
As long as the pills were real, nothing else mattered!
"Ancestors, I can send you a few pills to sample first!"
Jiang Che flashed a mischievous smile before stuffing a bottle full of Supreme Longevity Pills.
Of course, would Jiang Che be so generous as to gift the ancestors genuine longevity?
Not a chance!
These pills had been... specially modified.
Soon, the teleportation altar shimmered, and Jiang Che’s "local delicacies" arrived in the Jiang Family’s domain.
The Third Ancestor waved his hand, catching the jade vial and slowly uncorking it.
The other immortals crowded around.
Inside the tiny vial lay a cluster of black, unsightly pills—yet to them, these hideous pellets were treasures beyond compare.
Though the longevity essence within paled in comparison to the legendary Immortal Peaches, even the smallest morsel of such essence was invaluable.
Longevity resources were exceedingly rare!
Though these pills did smell... peculiar.
"Ancestors, don’t let their appearance fool you. Each pill extends life by a full month! To avoid drawing the wrath of the heavens, my master deliberately made them ugly and... exceptionally foul-tasting. So... take it slow!" Jiang Che explained.
Originally, his system’s Supreme Longevity Pills granted at least one year per pill, costing a mere 10,000 points.
But would Jiang Che sell those to the ancestors?
Of course not!
Instead, he’d commissioned a custom batch—Mini Longevity Pills.
Each pill extended life by just one month, required oral consumption, and most crucially... they’d been "enhanced."
The taste? Indescribable. Jiang Che had sampled one beforehand—words failed to capture its vileness.
"Oh? Foul-tasting? Hahaha... How bad could a pill possibly taste?"
"Youngster... you’ve clearly never known hardship. Back when I fled the Jiang Family, I was caught peeping at a celestial maiden bathing. She stuffed her undergarments into my mouth... and even that wasn’t as bad as you make this out to be!"
One immortal ancestor smirked lewdly before tossing a pill into his mouth.
Instantly, his face froze, muscles twitching uncontrollably.
"What’s wrong, Tenth Ancestor? How does it taste? Though each pill only grants a month, quantity makes up for it!"
"Exactly! I saw Jiang Che pull out an entire sack of pills—must’ve been over a hundred thousand! Eating one grants a month, twelve a year... so 120,000 pills would mean ten thousand years!"
"How terrible could a pill possibly be?"
The Tenth Ancestor shuddered but forced himself to swallow.
His gaze locked onto Jiang Che—a mix of fury, agony, and helplessness.
"Was this... intentional or accidental?"
Jiang Che remained silent, but his smirk said it all: entirely intentional.
[Ding! Host has scammed Tenth Ancestor (Peak Second Tribulation), earning 300 million points!]
A 1,000-point pill netted 300 million in scam points—even capitalists would weep at this efficiency!
"It’s... tolerable. The longevity essence inside did grant me an extra month. Not a loss!" The Tenth Ancestor straightened his back.
"Go on, try some! A whole month of life per pill! Eat up..." The Tenth Ancestor egged them on.
Everyone wanted to be the first to try, but he’d just bitten into something far worse than expected.
And if he had to suffer, so would the others!
"Hah! Tenth Ancestor, the taste got to you, didn’t it? After living for over a hundred millennia, you’re still afraid of a little sensory discomfort? Tsk tsk..." Another elder grabbed a handful and tossed them into his mouth.
"GAAAH!!! What the hell is this flavor?! Is this a fucking dung ball?! No—worse than dung by ten thousand times!"
"Immortal Ancestor! You’ve even eaten dung balls?" Jiang Che's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"......."
[Ding! Host, you’re screwed...]
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?!
