Looking at himself in the mirror, Jiang Che smiled helplessly.
His reflection showed him dressed in a magnificent, noble red ancient-style robe. The sleeves fluttered like an immortal's. This Immortal Artifact even automatically generated a head of long hair for him, truly giving Jiang Che the vibe of a dashing young nobleman from ancient times.
"Wuwu, my baby boy looks so handsome today!"
Jiang Yunli circled Jiang Che a few times, her eyes beaming with light. "As expected of my son, truly handsome!"
Jiang Che looked at the woman before him with a helpless expression; his mom was truly outrageous.
"Mom, they all say I'm the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor..." Jiang Che said faintly.
"Huh? Demon Ancestor? My son is so kind-hearted, how could he possibly be the Demon Ancestor?" Jiang Yunli puffed out her cheeks, standing on her tiptoes to smooth out the wrinkles on Jiang Che's collar.
In her eyes, Jiang Che seemed to have changed a lot, yet also seemed to have never changed at all. No matter how strong Jiang Che became, he was still her son.
"But I've become so strong now. Many people in the Nine Heavens fear me."
Jiang Yunli revealed a proud expression. "That's because my son is capable!"
Hearing this, Jiang Che laughed with great ease.
What bullshit Demon Ancestor?
He was just himself, from beginning to end.
...
"Brother Jiang Che, you're so handsome!" Xiao Sisi stood in front of Jiang Che, looking at his outfit, little stars twinkling in her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah!" Bai Jie nodded incessantly; she was practically drooling looking at Jiang Che.
"Handsome? He's just vain!" Yu Wan'er slammed the table, getting a bit anxious. "Besides... no matter how handsome he looks, he isn't wearing it for us to see."
A strong scent of jealousy filled the air.
"Hey! Jiang Che, you can't go perform the wedding ceremony yet!" Yu Wan'er's expression suddenly changed.
"Wha... what do you mean?" Even Jiang Che couldn't figure out Yu Wan'er's train of thought.
"Hmph~ We can't let that vixen outside get the first taste of you in this wedding outfit!"
"......"
"Hey~ Don't mess around, I have to go to the ceremony soon. The bride is waiting!" Jiang Che's eyes went wide.
*Bang!* With a loud noise, Qin Qiaoqiao slammed the door shut and locked it.
"Hehe, Brother Jiang Che, we're going to... commandeer this groom for a bit."
......
Half a day later.
Jiang Che emerged from the Realm-Breaking Immortal Boat, his wedding robes looking a bit messy.
"I'm really convinced. Good thing I have the Grand Sun Immortal Physique and the Sun Immortal Physique, otherwise I would have been wrecked..."
Jiang Che wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand... instantly making his clothes perfectly neat again.
He arrived at the core area of the Jiang family.
"Young Master Jiang!!! You're finally here!!!"
Suddenly, an excited voice rang out.
A young man in white riding an immortal crane flew toward him. He looked very urgent and jumped off the crane, but his footing faltered.
*Thud!*
As coincidences go, he landed right on his knees in front of Jiang Che!
The scene instantly became incredibly awkward.
The young man wiped his forehead and hurriedly stood up. "Young Master Jiang... I am the Second Emperor Son of the Jiang family, Jiang Ruochen. Just now... I made a fool of myself."
Jiang Che looked at the young man before him with a calm expression. This guy was worthy of being an Emperor Son; his bootlicking skills were top-notch!
He didn't believe for a second that a cultivator at the Nirvana Stage would trip over nothing!
Subsequently, the rest of the Jiang family's Emperor Sons appeared one after another.
[Damn it! This guy is too fucking shameless, kneeling directly to Young Master Jiang? How hateful... Why didn't I think of that?]
[Shit, he seized the initiative!]
Jiang Che surveyed the Emperor Sons before him, the corners of his thin lips curling up slightly.
These nine Jiang family Emperor Sons before him were all, without exception, Children of Destiny!
Their luck levels were very high.
Some were even approaching the level of a Lord of Destiny.
Qualified leeks!
"What is the matter?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. These Jiang family Emperor Sons were obviously not here to find trouble.
Children of Destiny with such high luck levels wouldn't be stupid enough to actively provoke him.
"Hehe, Young Master Jiang, we just came to congratulate you..." A red-haired Emperor Son hadn't finished speaking when—
*Thud!*
A burly Jiang family Emperor Son knelt directly in front of Jiang Che. "Junior Jiang Fan congratulates the Old Ancestor on his grand wedding!"
The Jiang family Emperor Sons: "???"
Jiang Che: "???"
The remaining Emperor Sons were all shrewd individuals.
Although Jiang Che was their junior in terms of age, who asked him to marry Jiang Yueye?
Although Jiang Yueye had been sealed away for a hundred thousand years, her seniority was ridiculously high; they all had to call her Old Ancestor.
By that calculation, Jiang Che was indeed their Old Ancestor. Kneeling was perfectly justified!
*Thud thud thud!!!*
Eight simultaneous kneeling sounds rang out as they all knelt before Jiang Che.
"Juniors congratulate the Old Ancestor on his grand wedding x9."
Jiang Che: "......"
Seriously, bros? You're forcing this?
They were calling him Old Ancestor and kneeling—short of actually kowtowing—so if he didn't give them something good, it wouldn't be right, would it?
"Ahem..." Jiang Che gave a dry cough. "Since you know that today is your Old Ancestor's grand wedding, why did you come empty-handed?"
[Ding! Host has scammed the nine Jiang family Emperor Sons brothers. Obtained 500 million points.]
The Emperor Sons were stunned. Had they knelt for nothing after all that?
They usually heard their elders say that Jiang Che was a person who repaid gratitude. Just a few scraps leaking from Jiang Che's fingernails would be enough for them to soar.
Why did it feel like now... he was a massive scammer?
"Uh... No, no! Old Ancestor, of course I didn't come empty-handed!" Jiang Ruochen was the first to look up. He searched his spatial ring for a moment and took out a treasure.
"Old Ancestor! This is a [Heavenly Dao Stone] I found in an Immortal Secret Realm. It allows one to comprehend the Myriad Laws of the Heavenly Dao..."
The corners of the other disciples' mouths twitched wildly. They were even competing over this???
Although their hearts were bleeding, they had no choice. Each took out treasures they had cherished for a long time. They were too embarrassed to bring out anything inferior, fearing they might dissatisfy Jiang Che.
[Ding ding ding ding...]
Another series of points arrived.
"Alright, alright! Everyone get up. Put your things away. Would I, your Old Ancestor, really take your things? I was just testing your sincerity," Jiang Che waved his hand dismissively.
The main reason was... he really looked down on the treasures these Emperor Sons cherished!
The points they just generated were worth more than those treasures.
"Huh?" The Emperor Sons were all dumbfounded.
"Alright, since you are so sincere, I, your Old Ancestor, will reluctantly grant you an opportunity!"
Jiang Che's words caused the other Emperor Sons to reveal looks of ecstasy.
It's here, it's here! The wait wasn't in vain, the kneeling wasn't in vain!
"The opportunity I am going to grant you is... a System! A 'Golden Finger' comparable to a Heavenly Dao-level System!"
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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.
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...
