"Hubby~~~"
Suddenly, Bai Qingxian seemed to have changed her demeanor. She leaned close to Jiang Che, gently licking her lips. "How about I call you hubby every day from now on and give birth to a litter of cubs for you?"
"Shoo, shoo, get out of here!"
Jiang Che stood up and patted his sleeves, his whole person exuding a sense of aloofness.
"If you want the Charm Dao Origin, it will depend on your performance! However, you don't have many competitors... just one, actually."
Just... one...
As for who this one was, did she even need to guess?
Of course, it was her master, Immortal Lord White Fox.
Thinking of her master, Immortal Lord White Fox, Bai Qingxian couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. Competing for favor with her master?
With her master's looks and skills in charming men, a hundred of her wouldn't even compare. Although she always asked Jiang Che who was more beautiful between her and her master... she already had the answer in her heart. People always want to prove what they lack the most!
Meeting a giant swindler like Jiang Che was the bane of Bai Qingxian's life. He could twist the truth until it was crooked, and he even managed to drive a wedge between a master and disciple who had a perfectly good relationship.
And the price Jiang Che paid was nothing more than a special effect.
......
Jiang Che stayed with the Qingqiu Clan for a while before leaving.
However, his visit caused the Qingqiu Clan to suffer heavy losses!
Put it this way: the Qingqiu Clan originally had over fifty Great Emperor-level experts, but Jiang Che directly abducted more than a dozen of them. Almost all the female Great Emperors without a Dao companion defected to Jiang Che, preferring to be a maid or a thug by his side!
He also abducted Bai Tianwu, a First Tribulation Immortal, and the Qingqiu Emperor Lord Bai Pu even had one of his true lives severed.
"Young Master Jiang, take care on your way!"
Many veteran officials of the Qingqiu Clan had incredibly complicated expressions; they hadn't gained any benefits at all.
Meanwhile, many of the Qingqiu Clan's young fox girls were heartbroken upon learning of Jiang Che's departure.
Although Young Master Jiang was a bit of a scumbag, he was still very popular among the girls.
The one suffering the most was undoubtedly the Qingqiu Emperor Lord Bai Pu. Not only was his daughter gone, but the fox tail formed by his late wife had also been severed, thoroughly reducing him to a solitary loner.
Meanwhile, within the forbidden grounds of the Qingqiu Clan.
Atop the Qingqiu Immortal Tree!
Immortal Lord White Fox glanced in the direction Jiang Che had left, the expression in her eyes carrying a hint of profound meaning.
"Has he left? Then it's time for me to go too."
Subsequently, she turned into a wisp of red mist and dissipated from her spot.
As the Grand Priestess of the Qingqiu Clan, Immortal Lord White Fox was the clan's top-tier combat power and wielded the clan's supreme immortal artifact, the Moon Fox Immortal Wheel.
Although the Moon Fox Immortal Wheel wasn't as powerful as the Heavenly Fox Painted Fan that Jiang Che had gifted, it was still a tremendously powerful Sixth Tribulation immortal artifact and a clan-pacifying treasure. Now, with the disappearance of Immortal Lord White Fox, the aura of the Moon Fox Immortal Wheel vanished completely as well.
Some high-level immortals of the Qingqiu Clan raised their eyes, seeming to have sensed something.
"The Immortal Lord, she..."
Bai Pu's face was extremely ugly. Just a moment ago, Immortal Lord White Fox had sent him a voice transmission, saying she was going to wander the world.
But to wander the world at this specific point in time? Who would believe that!
"Could it be... even the Immortal Lord has been conquered by that Jiang Che?" An absurd thought arose in Bai Pu's mind, but he quickly dismissed it.
How could that be possible!
The Immortal Lord must definitely have her own reasons for doing this.
......
"Little ancestor, you're finally back."
In the Jiang family, many of the Jiang family ancestors felt their scalps tingle.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Che frowned. Why did this group of ancestors start calling him little ancestor?
Isn't the hierarchy getting a bit messed up?
"The matter of your visit to the Qingqiu Clan has now spread throughout the Nine Heavens..." The Sixth Ancestor let out a long sigh.
"Isn't that perfectly normal? Everyone loves beauty. What's wrong with me going to the Qingqiu Clan to find a partner?"
"Alas, do you know how many immortal families are now seeking a marriage alliance with you?" The Sixth Ancestor stroked his beard, his expression complicated.
"How... how many?" Jiang Che frowned.
"More than you can imagine. Out of the twenty-two longevity families in the Nine Heavens, twelve want to marry off their daughters to you! The same goes for those immortal-tier sects. To put it bluntly, even our Jiang family doesn't quite dare to refuse!"
Jiang Che: "......"
Alright then, it was probably the intervention of the Supreme Immortal Emperor who severed Emperor Lord Bai Pu's life that caused many people in the Nine Heavens to start making wild speculations.
"Refuse them! Refuse them all!" Jiang Che waved his hand. He was already annoyed enough dealing with his harem affairs. A few hundred more women? He was afraid he would be annoyed to death!
Did they really take him for a damn Siberian stud horse?
He was just a little lustful, that's all. This reminded Jiang Che of a poem: If you ask how many women I have, I don't even know myself. Yesterday a child called me dad, and I don't even know which one is his mom.
Hundreds of women—just thinking about it gave him a headache. Dividing his love into dozens of portions was already enough to keep him busy, but dividing it into hundreds or even thousands of portions?
Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.
"Uh... alright," the Sixth Ancestor sighed.
These old men had never imagined that Jiang Che would grow to such a level in such a short period of time.
They originally thought that they were already Jiang Che's backing and could support him.
But who would have thought that Jiang Che already had more than one Supreme Immortal Emperor protecting him from behind.
As far as they knew, Immortal Fengmo and Taiqing Sword Immortal, two top-tier Supreme Immortal Emperors, had both taken action to protect Jiang Che.
"Oh right, the head of a second-rate faction has come requesting an audience. She claims to know you and has come this time to beg for forgiveness."
"???"
Beg for forgiveness?
But soon, he realized who this was!
Jia Ling'er's mother, of course!
The patriarch of the Jialan Clan, the matriarch of the Merfolk Clan, the woman who had once killed him thousands of times using the methods of the Dream Dao.
"Heh—why is she here?"
Jiang Che revealed a teasing expression.
Jialan Empress - Jia Mengluo!
"Let her in. I'll see her."
The Sixth Ancestor nodded. He had some impression of this junior woman. She was a woman of audacious courage who had once dared to come alone to their Jiang family's territory and even threatened them at the cost of self-detonating.
With a cultivation base at merely the Half-Immortal realm, any one of them old fogeys could casually crush her to pieces.
"Mhm!" the Sixth Ancestor nodded.
Although Jiang Che was nominally their junior, he had actually become the supreme emperor of their Jiang family!
They absolutely had to cling tightly to this powerful backer.
...
At this moment, outside the Jiang family estate.
Jia Mengluo sat stiffly and formally on a rattan chair, her hands resting on her thighs.
She looked completely different from the arrogant and untamed appearance she had the last time she came to the Jiang family!
Immortals... the Jiang family actually had so many immortals?
Jia Mengluo felt as if the sky had fallen. Was this the true strength of the Jiang family?
Her cultivation was at the Half-Immortal realm. She had originally thought that the Jiang family would at most have one or two old immortals nearing the end of their lifespans, but as it turned out... there were immortals everywhere!!!
In these past few days, she had encountered at least five immortals, and every single one of them had flourishing vitality. She completely lost any temper she might have had!
"The patriarch of the Jialan Clan, right?" Suddenly, a ghost-like voice transmitted into the Jialan Empress's ears.
"Yes," Jia Mengluo nodded.
"Come in, he has agreed to see you."
Jia Mengluo: "..."
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...
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.”
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