"Achoo!"
For no apparent reason, Jiang Che suddenly sneezed.
"Probably some girl secretly thinking about me again!" Jiang Che shrugged. His reputation as a playboy had spread far and wide, making him the most notorious womanizer in the Nine Heavens. To put it bluntly... the number of women who wanted to marry him could fill all the oceans of Blue Star!
"Tsk tsk, the Holy Maiden of the Lunar Ice Palace is truly stunning!"
Jiang Che pulled out a photograph.
It depicted a young woman, her image distant yet unmistakably pure and ethereal.
The Young Mistress of the Lunar Ice Palace—only one photo of her had ever circulated, yet even this blurry image secured her the second spot on the Beauty Rankings.
Honestly, Jiang Che’s standards had risen considerably by now. He had even kissed the Jialan Empress, a supreme powerhouse who had reached the Third-Life Emperor Realm, and had frequently tangled with the remnant soul of the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal inside Ye Mengyao.
But truth be told, the Young Mistress of the Lunar Ice Palace still struck him with a breathtaking freshness, an allure that seemed innate. Of course... she was also the first girl Jiang Che had ever had a formal engagement with!
A proper marriage contract—no joke!
As for girls like Yu Wan'er, they were all won over by Jiang Che’s... ahem, persuasive affection—definitely not trickery!
"Hey, what are you sneaking a peek at?"
Out of nowhere, a small head popped up behind Jiang Che.
But the moment Yu Wan'er saw the photo in his hand, her face darkened instantly.
"Who. Is. She?!"
Again?!
Could this horndog of a man ever take a break?
Not long ago, he had just devoured that little green-tea fox demon—she had witnessed it with her own eyes! And now he was already eyeing another woman?
When would this ever end?!
Yu Wan'er puffed her cheeks in anger, glaring daggers at the woman in the photo.
She was jealous!!!
Seriously jealous!!!
How... how could anyone be this beautiful?!
And of course, Jiang Che—this big, unfaithful oaf—had set his sights on her. Anyone with half a brain knew... once Jiang Che targeted a girl, there was no escape!
"Hey hey hey, don’t snatch my photo! Listen, this time it wasn’t even my idea. The Ancestor of the Jiang Family forced this arranged marriage on me. I’m actually against this feudalistic practice... but when the immortal ancestors decree it, what can I do?"
Jiang Che spread his hands, feigning helplessness.
Yu Wan'er: "..."
Oh, so you’re against it now? Look at you—that grin hasn’t left your face!!!
Staring at Jiang Che’s smug expression, Yu Wan'er had the urge to tear his face apart, but the sheer gap in their strength made it impossible.
"Here, this is the Divine Maiden of the Lunar Ice Palace, bearer of the Lunar Immortal Physique... Get to know her in advance. Soon, after we move into the Nine Heavens, I’ll bring her over to keep you company."
Yu Wan'er blinked in surprise. "Lunar Immortal Physique?"
She had heard of this constitution—the very one Bai Jie had always dreamed of possessing, renowned as the ultimate charm furnace physique for demonic cultivators.
Yu Wan'er stroked her chin, sizing Jiang Che up. "You? Think you can handle the Lunar Immortal Physique? Don’t get drained dry—us sisters might finally be free!"
"Oh? You dare look down on me?" Jiang Che sneered.
Right now, his Solar Saint Physique definitely couldn’t suppress the Lunar Immortal Physique. And with her cultivation at the Quasi-Emperor Tenth Stage, he probably couldn’t even scratch her defenses.
But that didn’t matter—his system wasn’t just for show.
You have the Lunar Immortal Physique? Fine, I’ll just switch to the Solar Immortal Physique!
If that’s not enough, I’ll throw in the Primal Sun Immortal Physique. Let’s see if I can’t suppress you then!
"Pfft~ Go find your fairy sisters then!" Yu Wan'er stuck out her tongue playfully and turned to leave, but escaping Jiang Che’s grasp? Impossible.
He yanked her back by her ponytail.
Admittedly, Yu Wan'er’s "play hard to get" act was top-tier.
......
Blue Star, a forbidden zone.
"ROAR!!!" A deafening roar shook the earth, and the entire secret realm began collapsing.
"What the hell?!"
The true Chosen One, Chu Yuan, had just entered a dungeon when he encountered a scene beyond his wildest nightmares.
By sheer accident, he seemed to have broken some ancient seal, causing a massive black gate to open. Endless dark energy surged out, eerie and sinister, as if emerging from the underworld.
"Did... did I just screw up big time?"
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for achieving an Ultimate Ironhead Moment—unsealing the Gate of the Otherworldly Evil Spirits. Reward: 99,990,000 Ironhead Points.]
The system’s notification offered Chu Yuan a sliver of comfort.
At least there were Ironhead Points!
Wait... hold up. How many points?!
99,990,000?!
Instantly, Chu Yuan’s heart turned to ice.
Ever since binding with the Ironhead System, he had charged recklessly through life. Not long ago, during a dungeon dive, he had traveled back to the ancient era and encountered an ancient emperor. With sheer audacity, he had called the emperor a "dumbass," nearly getting his soul obliterated—yet even that had only earned him 10 million Ironhead Points.
This time, nearly 100 million points? He had definitely unleashed an apocalyptic disaster!
"S-System, what the hell is the Gate of the Otherworldly Evil Spirits?"
[Ding! This information involves great karma. Please pay 10,000,000 Ironhead Points.]
"..."
Suddenly, he didn’t want to know anymore. Maybe he should just run?
But as he watched the black hole spewing more and more dark energy—even catching glimpses of terrifying creatures trying to cross over—his fear grew.
"Fine, take the points! Just tell me!"
[Otherworldly Evil Spirits: Their origins are shrouded in mystery. They can even corrupt the Heavenly Dao. Legends say the fall of the Ancient Heavenly Court was tied to them—they are the source of many calamities. Proceed with extreme caution!]
That was it?!
"Seriously?! I paid 10 million for one sentence?!" Chu Yuan was on the verge of losing it.
"And the solution?! Oh wait—if even the Ancient Heavenly Court fell to these things, what hope do I have? Screw this, I’m out!"
Chu Yuan was ready to bolt, but before leaving, he glanced back at the terrifying black hole—just in time to see a skeletal hand reaching out.
"GHOST!!!!"
He nearly pissed himself, forgetting all about his Ironhead System in sheer terror.
[Ding! Host has triggered a permanent Ironhead Mission: Eradicate the Source of the Dark Evil Spirits. Reward upon success: 10 billion Ironhead Points.]
Chu Yuan: "..."
10 billion Ironhead Points... It was very tempting. After all, that was enough to buy heaven-defying treasures from the system.
But his survival instincts kicked in again—what the hell was the point of some measly "Iron Head Points"? If he could resolve the source of darkness, would he even care about a mere 10 billion Iron Head Points?
One word: flee!
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
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."
