"ROAR!!!"
Just as Jiang Che and Lin Mu were talking, several more evil spirits crawled out of the black hole.
These spirits had grown wings, and their cultivation was around the Divine Passage stage—nothing too strong!
The moment they emerged, Lin Mu skewered them all with a single branch, instantly draining them dry.
These evil spirits were merely manifestations of sinister energy. Those with weaker cultivation hadn’t even developed self-awareness, and after being killed, they had no chance of resurrection—their sinister energy was directly devoured by Lin Mu.
[Ding! Host has obtained 10 points of sinister energy, automatically converted to 10 points of system credits.]
!!!
Jiang Che’s entire demeanor instantly perked up.
What did you say? Killing these evil spirits gives credit rewards?
To be honest, Jiang Che was intrigued. Damn, this was another opportunity knocking!
"Killing evil spirits... Lin Mu, you’re heaven-sent as my worker!"
Jiang Che grinned, his gaze toward Lin Mu growing increasingly benevolent.
"Young... Young Master? What are you...?" Lin Mu was startled by Jiang Che’s expression.
He couldn’t shake the feeling of unease. Did Young Master Jiang have some other... preferences? Like, say, carving into wood?
Jiang Che’s smile instantly darkened.
"Stay right here and focus. The mortal realm might soon descend into chaos. Since one of the sinister seals has been broken, a full-scale invasion is inevitable. I order you to reach the Creation Realm before the invasion begins—or else, I’ll confiscate your system!"
With that, Jiang Che vanished on the spot.
"......"
Lin Mu’s mentality nearly shattered. The Creation Realm???
Damn, isn’t that setting the bar way too high?
But the thought of the punishment sent a shiver down his spine—losing his system?
Young Master Jiang absolutely had the power to do it!
......
Truthfully, Jiang Che took the sinister threat seriously. In many stories, these things were the ultimate final bosses, notoriously difficult to deal with.
He had solutions, but if the evil spirit world launched a full-scale invasion... Lin Mu alone might not be enough.
Moreover, if the evil spirits eventually invaded the Nine Heavens, spreading chaos everywhere... it would be a massive headache. Just imagining it was exhausting.
"Husband~ What’s on your mind? You’re frowning so hard!"
At that moment, a delicate hand waved gently in front of Jiang Che’s eyes.
Ye Mengyao had grown much more considerate lately, transitioning from a playful girl to a devoted wife. Though her appearance hadn’t changed much, her mischievousness had softened into tenderness.
Perhaps it was the influence of the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal’s soul fragment. Despite walking the path of forgetfulness, her feelings for Jiang Che had only deepened—a love buried deep within her heart.
"Heh, it’s nothing." Jiang Che took Ye Mengyao’s small hand in his.
Suddenly, he remembered the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal’s soul fragment within her.
If he recalled correctly, this Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal was an ancient being!
Any immortal who had survived since ancient times was undoubtedly stronger than most of the Jiang family’s immortals.
From what Jiang Che knew, only those who had surpassed five heavenly tribulations dared to claim an immortal title.
An immortal title was reserved for those who had comprehended the origin of a Great Dao and fused with it, achieving eternal life.
For example, one who mastered the Dao of Forgetfulness would take the title "Supreme," becoming the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal.
Or like that Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal who had tried to possess the unborn child in Shen Yu’s womb—presumably fused with the origin of the Reincarnation Dao, hence the title Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal.
"Supreme, you can hear me, right?" Jiang Che pulled Ye Mengyao closer, speaking directly to the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal.
Naturally, as a soul fragment within Ye Mengyao, she could hear him.
The Supreme’s expression remained unchanged. Even after witnessing countless intimate moments between her reincarnated self and Jiang Che, her heart remained undisturbed.
"Supreme, since you’ve comprehended the Dao of Forgetfulness, you must have obtained its origin, correct?"
"Naturally." The Supreme spoke calmly, hands behind her back as she met Jiang Che’s gaze.
"However, while you wield the power of the Great Dao, an immortal’s Dao origin is subordinate to the Dao—it cannot transcend the Heavenly Dao." Her words carried undisguised praise for Jiang Che.
He was the first being she had ever seen who wielded the power of the Great Dao, capable of forging immortal bodies and condensing Dao origins from nothing. Such methods... were unheard of throughout eternity.
The origin of the Dao of Forgetfulness...
Jiang Che narrowed his eyes, then glanced at his system shop.
There was an entry:
[Origin of the Dao of Forgetfulness: Ranked 517th among the Three Thousand Great Daos, it embodies true detachment...]
[Price: 30 billion credits.]
This time, the price was displayed. But for something like the origin of the Chaos Dao, no price was shown—perhaps it was too advanced?
Still, Jiang Che couldn’t help but wonder: if he actually spent 30 billion credits to buy the origin of the Dao of Forgetfulness, would this Supreme lose her composure?
"After these days, I’ve come to understand. Your destiny is boundless, and my reincarnated self’s fortune likely lies with you. But I have my own path to walk..."
The Supreme remained composed, her gaze serene as she studied Jiang Che. "The power of the Great Dao..."
She murmured to herself, then stepped closer, examining Jiang Che intently. Though her face was identical to Ye Mengyao’s, her aura clearly set them apart.
"The Great Dao is fifty, but the heavens derive only forty-nine. You are the one that escaped."
Typical immortal talk—always so cryptic. Then she turned her gaze to Ye Mengyao.
"These days, I’ve observed your path of forgetfulness. Though it shares my origin, it diverges onto a different road. I once walked that path... and failed. I hope you succeed."
Ye Mengyao shrank back slightly, flattered by the genuine praise from an immortal.
But Jiang Che sensed something amiss.
"What are you planning?"
The Supreme turned away calmly. "I intend to leave. You cannot stop me."
With that, her form dissipated into the air—even her soul fragment vanished completely from the world.
Immortal Dissolution!
Damn, what a ruthless woman. She annihilated herself from the origin level—Jiang Che couldn’t even stop her.
Just like that, the wife he had in his grasp flew away!
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.
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)
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.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
