"Young Master Jiang... you... you are truly generous, having so many Holy-grade Life-Extension Pills."
Tian Chan looked at the pills in Jiang Che's hands, feeling an intense itch in her heart.
These were all flawless Holy-grade Life-Extension Pills. There were dozens of them in there, and any random pill could extend one's lifespan by a hundred and twenty thousand years.
If she could obtain such a bottle, the fighting spirit of all the high-level immortals on the Nine Heavens frontline... would absolutely skyrocket countless times over!
For high-level immortals, the value of just one such immortal pill was enough to make them burn away their lives.
"Heh..." Jiang Che merely chuckled lightly, then pinched Gu Xian'er's soft and chubby little cheek.
Gu Xian'er had naturally come out on purpose, just to show Tian Chan Young Master Jiang's wealth and make her heart begin to waver!
"But I must say, Sect Master Tian's actions truly make me feel admiration. You really are thinking for the sake of the common people."
Hearing this, Tian Chan instantly became excited. It seemed there was a chance!
Sure enough, she could use her personality and charm to influence him. This Jiang Che was probably just a playboy and hadn't reached the point of being completely hopeless.
"Young Master Jiang..."
"But unfortunately, admiration is just admiration. I am just a vulgar person. The reason saints are saints is that the things they do surpass the understanding of mortals. I don't want to be a saint who cuts off his own flesh to feed an eagle. I only wish to sweep the snow in front of my own door."
Jiang Che once again completely blocked Tian Chan's words!
"This—"
"Of course, I only wish to sweep the snow in front of my own door, but if someone is willing to move their home in front of me and be my neighbor... I wouldn't mind helping her sweep her 'snow' as well."
Jiang Che smiled slyly, but in Tian Chan's eyes, his smile seemed eerie.
Could it be... he knows my true identity?
Why does the way he looks at me reveal greed?
Tian Chan's heart panicked a little. Her intuition told her that Jiang Che definitely knew something.
"Our Heavenly Dao Palace is an orthodox sect. If you want a Dao companion... I'm afraid you will be disappointed," Tian Chan said indifferently.
"The people of our Heavenly Dao Palace uphold the righteous path, all taking the salvation of the world's common people as our duty..."
Right at this moment, a Jiang family ancestor sent a voice transmission inside.
"Reporting to the Young Master, Immortal Sovereign Yunya from the Heavenly Dao Palace has come to request an audience. She claims to... to admire your grace, Young Master, and wants to come over to make your acquaintance."
Jiang Che: "......"
Tian Chan: "......"
The atmosphere instantly became strange and awkward.
One second ago, Tian Chan was confidently swearing that the Heavenly Dao Palace was full of righteous people, and the next second... an Immortal Sovereign-level elder from the Heavenly Dao Palace was coming to throw herself into Jiang Che's embrace.
Junior Sister Yunya? Why... why is she here?
No! I... I only mentioned it to her casually before. Is she actually coming over? To be Jiang Che's Dao companion?!!
Tian Chan's heart suddenly trembled, and an inexplicable feeling surged up.
Previously, Tian Chan had gone to find the female immortals of the Heavenly Dao Palace, and she had sought out Yunya. This Junior Sister Yunya was one of her followers.
At the time, she had just been dizzy in the head to go find her, but... that silly junior sister actually believed it!!!
Tian Chan knew very well how complex Yunya's feelings for her were. That kind of feeling surpassed mountains and seas... even crossing gender and time, but she didn't dare to respond, because her true body was also that of a woman. There was destined to be no result between two girls.
"Immortal Sovereign Yunya? Oh? It seems my charm is quite great... to even attract an Immortal Sovereign of the Heavenly Dao Palace."
Jiang Che revealed a smile, then waved his large hand. "I am happy today. Let Immortal Sovereign Yunya come in!"
Hearing Jiang Che's words, Tian Chan instantly panicked. "Since Young Master Jiang has an appointment, I will take my leave first."
Are you kidding? If she stayed here and met Yunya in a moment, wouldn't things explode?
No! I cannot leave! I absolutely cannot watch Junior Sister Yunya go astray. One wrong step brings eternal regret. I shouldn't have said those things to Junior Sister back then.
Tian Chan was now filled with endless regret.
"Young Master Jiang..."
However, just as she was about to say something, a familiar aura drifted in from outside the door.
Junior Sister Yunya!
Without a second word, Tian Chan directly escaped into the void and concealed herself.
"Heh—" Jiang Che chuckled lightly.
Although he had never seen what Immortal Sovereign Yunya looked like, since her cultivation had already reached the Immortal Sovereign level, her appearance naturally went without saying.
Moreover, Tian Chan was currently peeping from the shadows.
...
"I, Yunya, greet Young Master Jiang."
Yunya wore a long black dress, with a winter plum blossom painted at the corner of her eye, adding a bit of a bewitching feel to her makeup. Her three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down, and deep in her eyes was a trace of sorrow.
"There is no need for such formalities, Fairy!" Jiang Che curled his lips. He had to admit, these chicks who became immortals were truly radiant and delicate. Every movement they made was full of immortal spiritual energy.
Just touching her small hand could probably extend one's life.
Yunya looked around; she seemed to detect a familiar aura.
"Young Master Jiang..." Yunya raised her eyes. She felt a burning gaze from Jiang Che's eyes.
"I have long heard of your great name, Fairy," Jiang Che said shamelessly.
Long heard... he had only just learned of such a person three minutes ago.
"Young Master Jiang, I am the ninth-seat elder of the Heavenly Dao Palace's Elder Council, an Immortal Sovereign who entered the Dao and became an immortal through the rhythm of the zither."
After Yunya said this, Jiang Che seemed to have some impression. When he was in the mortal realm, he had heard that in the Nine Heavens there was a powerhouse who became an Emperor through the Dao of rhythm, known as the Music Emperor, who later knocked open the immortal gates.
Could it be that this pretty girl in front of him was the legendary Music Emperor?
"Speak, Fairy Yunya, what request do you have?" Jiang Che got straight to the point.
"It is just the two of us here, no need to be constrained. You can speak freely." Jiang Che was still holding Gu Xian'er in his arms. The little girl had long since fallen asleep, nestled in Jiang Che's embrace like a sleeping kitten, purring and drooling.
"Although I am confident, I haven't reached the point of being conceited. You must have come this time to ask for my help, right?"
Yunya: "......"
"Speak, is it immortal pills and wondrous medicines, or the method to eternal life, or does Fairy simply want to discuss the rites of Zhou with me?"
"I have quite the family fortune!"
Yunya: "......"
This wasn't a hint from Jiang Che anymore; it was a naked, explicit statement!
If any other cultivator dared to speak to her like this, she would definitely obliterate them with one palm strike.
But right now, she truly did have to ask him for a favor!
"Young Master Jiang... I do indeed have a matter to request!" Yunya said slowly.
"Our Heavenly Dao Palace single-mindedly pursues the Dao, taking the salvation of the common people as our duty. Our Sect Master wishes to purchase a large number of Life-Extension Immortal Pills from you, but the price you set for the Life-Extension Pills is truly too high..."
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g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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.”
