"Ancestors, forgive my inability to help. I also have a system, called the Pitfall System. As long as I set people up, I can become stronger."
Jiang Che threw his hands up and confessed directly.
"The reason why the pills I gave you before tasted so awful was actually just to set you up and earn points. I have my own bitter difficulties too!"
Sincerity is the ultimate weapon!
Jiang Che's words made the ancestors' scalps tingle.
No wonder! No wonder some of the things Jiang Che did sometimes made them feel like they were being stabbed in the back. So this kid's system was some sort of Pitfall System.
However... given Jiang Che's status, with a supreme Immortal Emperor backing him, a system shouldn't be of much use to him, right? Even a Heavenly Dao-level system... couldn't possibly compare to a supreme Immortal Emperor.
But they didn't ask.
"Oh, so that's how it is. That's fine then... set us up however you like, just don't kill us in the process!" The Third Ancestor chuckled, trying to use laughter to cover up his awkwardness.
"Right, right, right. Even though us old folks are getting up there in years, our bones are still pretty tough. You can mess with us however you want," the Seventh Ancestor grinned, his smile stretching almost to the back of his ears.
"Really?" Jiang Che chuckled lightly, a hint of slyness in his smile.
"Uh..."
Seeing Jiang Che's smile, a slight chill seeped down the spines of these old men.
"Hehe..." Jiang Che laughed out loud. "By blood, you guys are my actual ancestors. How could I really set you up without a bottom line?"
So you'll set us up WITH a bottom line, right?
...
After Jiang Che left, the gazes of the Third Ancestor, Fourth Ancestor, and the other immortals all turned toward the Seventh Ancestor!
The old man's eyes tightened. He directly stuffed the immortal pill into his robes and looked at the rest of them warily. "I'm warning you, this Life Extension Pill was a gift from my worthy son-in-law. I know your cultivation is higher than mine..."
"Oh, brother, I didn't say I was going to do anything, did I?" The Sixth Ancestor chuckled. "I'm just a country bumpkin who has never seen this kind of immortal pill before. I didn't get a clear look when Jiang Che was here earlier. Could you let me observe it up close?"
The Fourth Ancestor also nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I just want to get close and take a whiff of the pill's fragrance. It contains an entire epoch of lifespan. Even a single sniff could probably prolong one's life!"
"Get lost, all of you!" The Seventh Ancestor's scalp tingled. These old men were getting desperate. Take a whiff, my ass! What if a whiff turned into a massive inhale... who would he complain to then?
Since they were all family, Jiang Che wouldn't be able to say much either.
Therefore, the Seventh Ancestor directly swallowed the pill in his hand!
"You—"
Seeing this, the several immortals all showed looks of regret, but their eyes remained fixed on the Seventh Ancestor.
In the next moment, a sudden change occurred within the Seventh Ancestor's body!
The Seventh Ancestor's cultivation wasn't high; he was merely a First Tribulation Immortal. A First Tribulation Immortal cultivated a single true fate, with a maximum lifespan of eighty thousand years. His original lifespan was about to dry up, and he was on the verge of kicking the bucket... If Jiang Che hadn't given him an Everlasting Immortal Peach, he probably would have been dead by now.
But how could the ten thousand years of lifespan granted by the Everlasting Immortal Peach compare to a supreme Saint-tier Life Extension Pill?
In an instant, the Seventh Ancestor's body was filled with majestic vitality. Within that single pill... was concentrated one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years of lifespan. Now fully released, it instantly nourished the Seventh Ancestor's nearly depleted immortal foundation.
"Old Seven, focus on absorbing it. We will protect you. Don't let the vitality leak out..."
But the Seventh Ancestor shook his head. "There's no need. I... I've already absorbed it all. This pill... its medicinal properties are extremely gentle."
Originally, the Seventh Ancestor looked like a middle-aged man in his fifties. But now... his hair instantly turned pitch black, and his appearance transformed from middle-aged into that of a young man. The vitality within his body was as vigorous as a blazing sun, reaching the peak of the First Tribulation Immortal realm!
"Hiss... This feeling? This feeling of returning vitality... is too intoxicating!"
The Seventh Ancestor's lips trembled with excitement.
Of course... the spectating immortal ancestors were even more excited. The Eighth Ancestor, in particular, grabbed a large handful of the inferior supreme Life Extension Pills and threw them into his mouth. Although these were also Life Extension Pills, each one could only increase lifespan by a month, and they tasted like dog shit.
Even so, the Eighth Ancestor ate them with great relish.
If he couldn't have the high-end stuff, he'd make do with the trash for now.
Rumble—
Suddenly!
Above the Jiang family estate, countless pitch-black thunderclouds gathered oppressively.
A terrifying pressure spread out.
"An Immortal Tribulation? Old Seven... how did you attract an Immortal Tribulation? Are you going to undergo your tribulation right now? Why the hell aren't you going to the Savage Domain to do it? You're doing it here in the Jiang family? What are you trying to do!!!"
The immortals' scalps tingled!
The Nine Heavens had a rule: once a cultivator reached the Great Emperor level, they couldn't just casually undergo a tribulation... They had to go to specific uninhabited lands.
After all, a single bolt of immortal lightning from an Immortal Tribulation could obliterate an entire state.
"I... I don't know! I was already at the peak of the First Tribulation. Now that my immortal foundation has returned to its peak... it must have automatically attracted the Immortal Tribulation, right?" the Seventh Ancestor said with a trembling voice.
"Then why the hell are you still staying in our Jiang family!!! Hurry up and get lost!!!"
"If you bring the Immortal Tribulation down on the Jiang family, I'll fucking be the first to beat you to death!"
The Seventh Ancestor's mouth twitched, and he quickly took the teleportation array to leave the Jiang family's territory, taking the Immortal Tribulation with him.
...
In the Immortal Herb Garden.
On the Everlasting Immortal Peach tree, Yao Yao sat barefoot on a branch, resting her chin in her hands and gently biting her lip. "Master, Master... why hasn't Master come to see me yet?"
Although this little peach demon acted all innocent and coy, she was now deeply in love with Jiang Che, longing for his arrival every day.
Right at that moment, a figure appeared in the Immortal Herb Garden.
"Master!!!"
In the next second, Yao Yao vanished from the branch and threw herself into Jiang Che's arms.
"What's wrong? It's only been a few days since we last met, hasn't it?" Jiang Che supported the little loli in his arms with one hand. His eyes were filled with doting affection and a hint of a headache; the little peach demon was too clingy.
"Master, you've finally come to see me. This time I counted and counted, counting so many one hundreds before you came~" Yao Yao pouted her little mouth, looking a bit unhappy.
She could only count up to 100 at most, so whenever she couldn't see Jiang Che, she would pass the time by counting.
"It's fine. From now on, you don't need to bear fruit anymore." Jiang Che reached out and rubbed Yao Yao's head.
"Huh?" Yao Yao blinked her big eyes twice, but then she became a little panicked. "Ma... Master, I can bear fruit. I can bear lots and lots of fruit."
Yao Yao's dependence on Jiang Che was simply too strong; this sense of dependence had completely surpassed the level of mere romantic love!
"It's fine. I don't need you to work so hard to bear fruit anymore. I can just refine Life Extension Pills directly. From now on, you don't need to stay in the Immortal Herb Garden every day either."
Originally, Yao Yao's usefulness wasn't that great. To put it bluntly... it was just Jiang Che being lustful, kidnapping a shapeshifted little peach demon to be his wife.
"Alright! Let me see if our little honey peach has become even more juicy and tender?"
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!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.”
