"Sister, when is husband brother coming?"
Inside the Immortal Herb Garden, the girls were playing with Gu Xian'er.
Ever since Gu Xian'er arrived here, she had directly become the group's favorite. Every day, many girls would accompany her to play. After all, Gu Xian'er's appearance was indeed very endearing, arousing the maternal instincts deep within many of the girls.
"What husband brother? I told you not to call him husband!" Xiao Wanwan said patiently.
"Oh!" Gu Xian'er blinked her eyes. Her mental age was only that of an eight-year-old child, making her a bit unable to understand these words.
However, what her father said was indeed correct. Coming here to her husband's place... meant there were many people to play with her.
Heaven knew how bored she was all alone in the North Sea Kunpeng Nest.
She liked it here!
"Little sister, do you miss home?" Sitting on an immortal branch, Yaoyao dangled her two short little legs, looking up and down at this little one who was even younger than herself.
This little one, who looked like she wasn't even weaned yet, obviously shouldn't be considered her love rival.
As a little green tea, she had even ranked the girls in Jiang Che's harem.
The ones who posed the greatest threat to her were Yu Wan'er and those girls who were pregnant with babies... Of course, she only regarded them as rivals in her heart. On the surface, she would still call them sisters, and she certainly wouldn't play dirty tricks behind their backs, as those were the lowest level of manipulative behaviors.
As for this little milk bun in front of her, heh... she had absolutely no competitiveness!
"Home?" Gu Xian'er froze for a moment, then looked up at the cute older sister in front of her.
Sister Yaoyao was really good to her, giving her specially sweet big peaches to eat every day.
"Yeah, you're so young, little sister, you must miss home, right?" Yaoyao asked.
Hmph, let's see if you cry!
She deliberately brought up this topic just to see the little one miss home and throw a tantrum.
However—
Gu Xian'er bit her finger, thought of her stubborn father, and shook her head.
"I don't miss home!"
Then she asked in return, "Sister Yaoyao, do you miss home? Oh right... Sister, you are an immortal herb!"
"Sister Yaoyao, if you are an immortal herb... do you have a father and mother?"
Children's words carry no harm!
But Gu Xian'er's words almost instantly broke Yaoyao's defenses.
She was originally just a branch of an immortal herb that gained sentience. She was lucky enough to be chosen by Jiang Che... and successfully rose in status relying on her ten thousand years of tea-art skills. Where would she get parents?
If they really had to talk about parents, perhaps the main body of that original Immortal Flat Peach could be considered her mother?
"Little sister, sister will give you a peach to eat." Yaoyao directly and generously plucked a large, juicy flat peach and stuffed it in front of Gu Xian'er.
Just shut up, you!
Receiving the immortal peach, Gu Xian'er instantly became happy, "Thank you, Sister Yaoyao."
What kind of scheming could an eight-year-old girl have?
"Hehe, Sister Gu Xian'er, how about we go play in the mortal realm later?" Jia Ling'er leaned close to Gu Xian'er. She knew Jiang Che's tendencies very well.
Although Jiang Che wouldn't go so far as to make a move on Gu Xian'er, and often showed expressions of disgust, Gu Xian'er definitely held weight in his heart.
He would either raise her as a wife or spoil her as a daughter, and it was likely the latter.
"The mortal realm?" Gu Xian'er blinked her big eyes.
"Mhm," Bai Qingxian also leaned over.
"I went into the mortal world with Master before. Although the spiritual energy is very thin, it's full of human vitality, and there are delicious candied haws!" Bai Qingxian's fox tail couldn't help but wag.
"Candied haws!!!" Gu Xian'er's big eyes seemed to shine.
"But if we rashly run out... what if we cause trouble for Jiang Che?" Ye Mengyao said with a worried expression.
"Tch! Sister Yaoyao, you're just overthinking! I'm going crazy staying in the immortal boat all day. Every day it's either cultivating or fighting with Jiang Che. Even if I'm just a vase... I want to be a free vase!" Yu Wan'er said proudly.
"Furthermore, we all share the system. With Jiang Che's hundreds of billions of points, even if an Immortal Emperor comes, we can kill him!"
Little did she know, just two days ago, she almost killed her own biological father.
"Alright, then I won't go... I still need to comprehend the Dao of Forgetting Emotions..." Ye Mengyao said calmly.
"Comprehend what Dao of Forgetting Emotions? Sister Yaoyao, you're still cultivating? We've all stopped cultivating!"
Yu Wan'er stroked her chin.
"Haven't you noticed? Jiang Che seems to have stopped cultivating too. Cultivation realms don't seem to have much meaning anymore. Even if it's an Immortal Emperor, we can use item cards to kill them!"
"What's the point of cultivating?" Yu Wan'er said, pointing her small hand at Qin Qiaoqiao next to her. "Sister Qiaoqiao, do you cultivate?"
Qin Qiaoqiao shook her head, "I don't cultivate."
Then the small hand pointed around the circle, and all the girls shook their heads. Even Chen Ningshuang, who had always been obsessed with immortal cultivation, seemed to have grown lazy.
At first, the girls' goal in immortal cultivation was simple: immortality.
But later, the goal of immortal cultivation became to be the right-hand women of their husband, Jiang Che. After all, Jiang Che's excellence made them feel inferior, so they worked hard to cultivate so as not to be just a decorative vase.
But the more they cultivated, the more frustrated they became. Forget it... being a vase actually seemed pretty good!
Finally, the finger pointed to Bai Jie. "I cultivate!"
Bai Jie answered cleanly and decisively!
"Eh? Sister Bai Jie, you still cultivate?" Yu Wan'er's eyes widened.
"That's right!" Saying that, Bai Jie pulled out a book with the title Art of the Bedchamber: Riding the Dragon in the Sky written on it.
Yu Wan'er: "......"
Ye Mengyao was also speechless. We agreed to cultivate together to become emperors, why did you all give up halfway?
She was still foolishly comprehending the Dao of Forgetting Emotions.
"Sister Ling'er, what kind of cultivation method is Sister Bai practicing?" Gu Xian'er blinked, her face full of curiosity.
"Uh... nothing," Jia Ling'er was very embarrassed.
"That's right, little sister Yaoyao, we don't need to cultivate anymore. Even the Origin of the Great Dao is sold in Jiang Che's system, although it's very expensive..." Long Qianqiu walked out gracefully.
"By following Jiang Che, we are destined for immortality. Rather than spending a lot of time on useless immortal cultivation, why not go out and freely enjoy the beauty of the human world?"
Ever since Long Qianqiu learned about the specifications of Jiang Che's system, she understood that there was no longer any need for her to struggle.
Aside from having secret rendezvous with Jiang Che from time to time, she spent the rest of her time touring the major states and domains of the Nine Heavens, enjoying the fireworks of the human world.
Her personality and Jiang Yueye's were completely different extremes. She would not let love trap her, nor was she willing to be a caged bird, surrounding a man all day to compete for favor... In her eyes, that was a very sad thing.
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?!
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.
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)
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!
