"A jar of immortal wine costs a billion points. My dear Sword Venerable Qinglian, can you save your husband some money?"
Jiang Che also had a massive headache. Things were fine before he got involved with Li Qinghuan, but now... it was going to be difficult!
"Just one sip, okay? Just one sip!"
Li Qinghuan looked up at Jiang Che with teary eyes, trying to sway him by acting cute.
However, her appearance leaned heavily toward the heroic and valiant female sword immortal style, making both acting cute and pouting completely out of character for her.
Jiang Che was speechless!
He had never been guarded against his women. Many of them were bound to the family version of his system, sharing system points and the system store.
Even Bai Susu, that highly ambitious Immortal Venerable, had been included as a system member.
But with Li Qinghuan... he really didn't dare!
Once this female alcoholic got drunk, she lost all sense of everything. When the drunkenness hit... tonight's expenses would be entirely on Young Master Jiang!
Gulping down dozens of jars of immortal wine would instantly wipe out tens of billions!
"Husband~~~ Not even a single drop?"
"Forget it," Jiang Che sighed.
He then pulled out a jar of immortal wine. He wasn't entirely sure what variety of immortal brew this was, as it wasn't bought from the system.
Instead, it was part of the ancient Heavenly Court's treasure!
Originally, Jiang Che had just told Li Qinghuan that his immortal wine was retrieved from the wine cellar of the Heavenly Court's treasure, but after actually inheriting the Heavenly Court's treasure...
There actually was a damn Heavenly Court wine cellar! It contained tens of thousands of jars of ancient Heavenly Court immortal wine. However, the quality varied greatly, and less than a hundred jars truly reached the level of peerless immortal wine.
But it was enough. He wouldn't have to spend money on immortal wine for the foreseeable future.
"Hehe, thank you, Husband!" Li Qinghuan took the wine jar and opened it.
A rich wine aroma spread out, but her expression slightly froze with a hint of disappointment. Clearly... this wasn't a particularly great wine and couldn't compare to the peerless immortal wines from before. But even the most ordinary wine... after being aged for a million years, was destined to be extraordinary.
Contentment brings happiness. At the very least, it would taste much better than the Hundred-Thousand-Year Immortal Drunk!
"Glug glug..."
The woman sat on the ground, leaning against Jiang Che's leg, and began to chug madly from the jar. The wine even splashed and wet her clothes, but Li Qinghuan didn't care about the minor details at all. She even intentionally or unintentionally pulled away her shawl, revealing half of her snowy shoulder.
"The green bamboo sword lifts the slanted wine banner, one jar down and the tongue ties in a knot. If you ask where the wonder of this brew lies, half a jar makes you forget your debt-collecting father..."
Jiang Che: "......"
This woman... if it weren't for her good looks, Jiang Che would have kicked her aside long ago.
For manners, she had looks; for drinking etiquette, she had looks; for talent, she had looks... Setting her looks aside, she was just an absolute female alcoholic. But unfortunately, for Young Master Jiang... beauty is justice!
"Be good and listen! Let's not compose poetry, alright? You've lived for over a hundred thousand years, yet you don't have a single drop of ink in your belly."
Jiang Che helplessly rubbed his temples.
"You have ink!" The drunken Li Qinghuan suddenly raised her head. "Your belly is full of ink!"
She hated it the most when others said she was uncultured.
After cursing and muttering a few more sentences, she hugged Jiang Che's thigh and fell asleep snoring.
"Drink!"
She hadn't even slept peacefully for a few minutes before the woman suddenly sat up again. Her flushed face was full of seriousness as she chugged several more large mouthfuls of immortal wine. "Watch me perform a sword dance for you."
Jiang Che: "......"
Oh no, this woman was acting crazy from the alcohol!
"Holy shit! Are you trying to murder your own husband?"
Jiang Che hurriedly stood up. The woman was holding a jade sword, chasing and hacking at him... It was only because she wasn't using immortal power that Jiang Che hadn't died dozens of times over.
After half a day of chasing each other, Li Qinghuan suddenly stopped, tilted her head, and looked at Jiang Che. "Who are you?"
After blinking twice, she revealed a smiling face again, obediently sat by Jiang Che's leg, and rubbed her cheek against his pant leg. "Hehe... Husband."
Jiang Che: "......"
His divine sense entered the Heavenly Court wine cellar and found the name of this particular immortal wine.
[Madman's Drunk: An immortal wine brewed using Mad Immortal Grass. After drinking, the divine consciousness becomes extremely chaotic, producing strong hallucinations. The longer it is aged, the stronger the effect, even capable of intoxicating an Immortal Emperor.]
"Fuck!" Jiang Che cursed.
Sure enough, the woman who had only been quiet for a short while bounced up again, dancing as if completely releasing herself. It was just that this dance... was a bit hard to watch.
"Good stuff. When Little Tianchan comes next time, I'll feed her some to taste." Jiang Che revealed a wicked smile. He couldn't wait to see what Tianchan would look like going crazy after drinking.
He would even record it when the time came... Muahaha!
...
Demon God Mountain.
"I'm seriously, fuck, screw that Demon Ancestor, to hell with that idiotic Heavenly Emperor, and what bullshit Jiang Che!"
After the young Demon God returned to Demon God Mountain, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, but he could only rage in sheer impotence.
"What is this Jiang Che's background? Wearing the face of the Demon Ancestor... and he even got mixed up with the Heavenly Emperor's daughter? Wouldn't that old geezer Heavenly Emperor be angered to death if he knew?"
With Di Zhao present, he still didn't dare to act rashly!
That Heavenly Emperor's daughter had mastered the Great Dao of Destiny a million years ago, with a cultivation base reaching the realm of a Supreme Immortal Venerable. Now, a million years later... who knew how strong she had become?
A man who could conquer Di Zhao... his background was definitely not small either. There was no need for him to take the risk, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he got!!!
"No, I have to go find Chen Taiqing and ask him clearly. Just what is this kid's background!"
However, just as he was about to get up, he seemed to sense something and revealed a smile.
"Heh... I haven't gone to find you, yet you came first?" The young man's gaze looked toward a certain spot.
A figure slowly walked out from the void, carrying an immortal sword on his back, his eyes blindfolded with a white cloth, and wearing tattered clothes.
"Old Demon, you really have a lot of nerve. I don't know whether to call you lucky or unlucky..." Chen Taiqing laughed.
"What do you mean?" the Demon God frowned.
"To actively provoke that person, it's a damn miracle you're still alive!"
"Stop keeping me in suspense and quickly tell me that guy's identity. Why is he wearing the face of the Demon Ancestor? Why has even the Heavenly Emperor's daughter appeared? Could it be that the Heavenly Court is really going to revive?"
Chen Taiqing helplessly shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure, but he probably doesn't have much to do with the Demon Ancestor."
Hearing Chen Taiqing's words, the Demon God breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good if they aren't related."
Damn it, if it really was the Demon Ancestor reborn, with the petty things he had done, he better hide early. No... no matter where he hid, he would be dead!
"But his methods are even more terrifying than the Demon Ancestor's!" Chen Taiqing added.
Demon God: "......"
"Are you joking? I was once the number one general under the Demon Ancestor! The Demon Ancestor's strength... at his peak, even the Heavenly Emperor had to temporarily avoid his sharp edge."
"But what if he is a Transcendent?"
Chen Taiqing's sudden remark instantly left the Demon God speechless.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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?!
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
