Yu Wan'er knew exactly what Jiang Che was trying to do.
He wanted to use her to make Lin Yu break down.
Although she was cursing Jiang Che in her heart, she still stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek.
Lin Yu: "..."
His heart was on the verge of being completely shattered.
"You... Yu Wan'er, Jiang Che is just a two-timing scoundrel!"
Yu Wan'er glanced at him, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.
"Even so, I still love him."
Her words were the final straw that broke the camel's back.
"Burp~"
Lin Yu fainted from sheer anger.
Jiang Che: "..."
This Lin Yu is truly weak. The so-called "descending dragon" just passed out from a little provocation.
His resilience is nowhere near that of a son-in-law protagonist.
I wonder when I'll encounter a protagonist with the "son-in-law" trope. When that happens...
Hehehe—
"Let's go, Wan'er!"
With the protagonist fainted, what's the point of staying here?
He took the little girl's hand and, with his right hand, grabbed the vegetable basket by the hospital bed.
He had spent over 200 yuan on those eggs...
He wasn't about to let Lin Yu have them. After all, those eggs were meant to taunt Lin Yu, not feed him.
He'd rather feed them to a dog than give them to Lin Yu.
At least the dog would bark at him in gratitude. Lin Yu? He'd probably curse me behind my back.
"You're such a pervert," Yu Wan'er muttered under her breath.
"That's right, I'm a total pervert. Come to my place, and I'll cook something delicious for you."
Yu Wan'er instantly bristled, shaking off Jiang Che's hand.
"Who wants to go to your house?" the little girl pouted angrily.
Jiang Che shrugged lightly.
Yu Wan'er fell silent.
"You think you can bully me? Forget it. Since you've already touched Yao Yao, you have to take responsibility for her. I won't betray my best friend like that."
She was scared!
Watching Yu Wan'er's retreating figure, Jiang Che licked his lips.
This little thing... really thinks she can escape?
......
Yuanche Group's new anti-cancer drug had recently hit the market, and the company's stock had surged by over ten percent.
A drug of this caliber was undoubtedly developed in collaboration with the state.
This essentially gave Yuanche Group a green light in all aspects, and Jiang Yuan had been swamped with work lately.
For Jiang Che, this was good news. After all, he now had the backing of national fortune. No matter how strong a protagonist's luck is, can it really compare to the fortune of an entire nation?
Obviously not!
Shortly after transmigrating, Jiang Che had done some research. Many companies from his previous life didn't exist in this world.
With his extensive experience, he could easily replicate those business models and, with his solid family foundation, become at least a regional tycoon, if not the richest man.
But there was no need!
After all, he was already a top-tier rich second-generation heir. Why not just rely on his father's success?
This was a low-martial world anyway. Instead of wasting time on entrepreneurship, it was better to torment the protagonists and boost his own strength.
He still remembered Lin Yu's two masters. The assassin master was undoubtedly at the peak of Transform Force.
In the original story, he had made numerous appearances, so his strength wasn't a secret.
The mysterious doctor master, however, was more enigmatic. The story never revealed how strong he truly was, but he was likely above Transform Force.
At the Transform Force level, one could release internal energy, turning even flowers and leaves into weapons. A chopstick in their hands could be as deadly as a bullet.
Above Transform Force was Gang Force, often referred to as the realm of grandmasters. At this level, internal energy could condense into Gang Qi, which could even block bullets from handguns.
But that was pretty much useless against high-caliber sniper rifles... where everyone is equal.
The grandmasters were all well-behaved, as they knew that crossing certain lines could cost them their heads.
Although it would be a while before his masters returned to the secular world, Jiang Che had to prepare in advance.
If all else failed, he could always borrow some bodyguards from his mother... preferably beautiful female bodyguards!
Jiang Yunli, the eldest daughter of the Jiang Family in Capital City, one of the four ancient martial families of Dragon Country.
On the surface, there was only one grandmaster-level expert, but who knew how many were hidden in the shadows? In the original story, after Jiang Che was killed by Lin Yu, the Jiang Family had hunted him down relentlessly, forcing him to flee abroad.
"One day, I'll go to Capital City and see if I can get myself a top-tier female bodyguard. Hehehe."
Jiang Che licked his lips. After all, there was no point in not using his status to its fullest.
......
In a bar in Hangcheng.
"Brother Chen, let me toast you!"
A guy with dyed yellow hair, known as Brother Dao, patted Chen Hao's shoulder, his face flushed from alcohol, as he downed a bottle of beer in one go.
Around them were several other lackeys.
"Brother Chen, they say conflicts bring people closer. I truly consider you a brother now!"
Chen Hao was visibly moved. Sometimes, men bond in the simplest of ways.
The guys around him were small-time thugs from the area near Shilan School. The leader, Brother Dao, was the head honcho of the local gang.
A while back, Chen Hao had gotten into a minor scuffle with them after work. With his mid-level Dark Force cultivation, he had easily beaten the thugs.
And just like that, he had gained his own little following, much like the protagonists in traditional "descending master" novels who methodically build their own gangs.
"Hmm? Brother Chen, you seem a bit preoccupied," Brother Dao said, patting Chen Hao's shoulder.
Chen Hao thought for a moment before speaking.
"There's a girl I like, but she's fallen for someone else. She has no feelings for me..."
Brother Dao immediately got angry. "Who's the punk that dares to mess with my brother's girl?"
Chen Hao didn't answer. "How about this, Brother Dao. Can you and the guys help me stage a little act?"
Chen Hao recalled the first time he had met Qin Qiaoqiao. It had been a chance encounter with some thugs, and he had tried to step in as the hero, only to have Jiang Che steal the spotlight.
If he could stage another "hero saves the damsel" scenario... maybe he could win Qin Qiaoqiao's heart back?
And at the same time, he could humiliate that scoundrel Jiang Che!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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?!
