"Giving you to Young Master Jiang... is actually a pretty good destination for you."
Huang Yu made his decision in an instant.
Raising his hand, the amber wrapping the immortal egg instantly vanished.
As the seal was broken, a terrifying primordial bloodline began to awaken, and the life aura that had been sealed within the immortal egg for a million years resumed its gestation.
"This bloodline... is it even purer than your ancient phoenix blood? Could it have completely reverted to its ancestral state?" Chen Taiqing frowned. "But whether it has or not doesn't matter anymore. I feel like Young Master Jiang will definitely fancy this little plaything..."
Huang Yu: "..."
To be honest, looking at the immortal egg in his hands, he still felt a bit reluctant to part with it; after all, it was connected to his bloodline.
"Chen Taiqing, once this immortal egg comes into contact with spiritual energy, it will quickly nurture life. It will hatch in as short as a few months or as long as a few years. I... I want to wait until she is born before making any plans."
"Are you fucking stupid? You kept it locked up for a million years, and now you're getting all sentimental?" Chen Taiqing cursed.
Huang Yu: "..."
...
"Do you think this will work?"
Outside the Realm-Breaking Immortal Boat, Huang Yu hesitated, looking at the immortal egg in his arms with reluctance.
Just a moment ago, he had even felt a weak fluctuation of divine sense coming from within the egg.
He estimated that in a little over a month at most, the little one would break out of its shell.
"Stop talking nonsense, Young Master Jiang has already been notified," Chen Taiqing naturally tagged along. After all, if he didn't come... it wouldn't be easy to claim credit!
Meanwhile, inside the immortal boat.
"Husband, guess where I'm hiding?"
In the massive immortal pool, thick steam drifted across the surface of the water. Jiang Che was wearing a pair of large swimming trunks, his eyes blindfolded, grasping at the empty air with both hands as if playing hide-and-seek.
From time to time, silvery, bell-like laughter echoed from the immortal pool.
"Hehe... don't let me catch you!"
This was Young Master Jiang's daily life—a life of wine, women, and extreme extravagance.
"Ouch—"
Suddenly, a little foot kicked out from behind Jiang Che, sending him tumbling into the pool. "Hehe... using public office to avenge private wrongs, huh? Don't think I don't know who you are!"
Jiang Che hadn't used a single bit of immortal power. After all, if he used his cultivation and abilities for this kind of leisure and entertainment, it would be far too boring.
After playing for a long time, Jiang Che finally took off his blindfold and began eating the delicacies prepared by Immortal Chef Hua.
"What? That Demon God from Demon God Mountain is back again?" Jiang Che frowned. What the hell... is going on?
He had let him off the hook because he was in a good mood at the time, yet this guy had the nerve to come back fearlessly?
"What? And Sword Immortal Taiqing is here too?" Jiang Che smiled upon hearing this.
He had admired this Sword Immortal Taiqing for a long time.
When Jiang Che first heard the name Sword Immortal Taiqing, he thought it was a heroic and cute girl, only to find out later... it was a fucking man!
In Young Master Jiang's eyes, as long as you were a man, there was absolutely no goodwill to speak of.
...
"Hehe... Young Master Jiang! I am Chen Taiqing."
Chen Taiqing walked in with a fawning smile.
"I know you, my master, right!" Jiang Che said.
But his words scared Chen Taiqing half to death. "I wouldn't dare! Just call me Little Chen. What master... those were all just baseless rumors spread by others!"
Chen Taiqing glanced at Jiang Che and gasped inwardly. For a brief moment... he really thought he was that supreme Demon Ancestor.
But fortunately, Jiang Che was Jiang Che, and the Demon Ancestor was the Demon Ancestor.
"Your Excellency Demon God, you just left, so why are you back again? Did you forget something here?" Jiang Che looked at Huang Yu.
At this moment, Huang Yu's hair stood on end. The thought that the person in front of him had capabilities even more terrifying than the Demon Ancestor and the Heavenly Emperor made his legs go weak.
"Young Master Jiang, I... after I went back, the more I thought about it, the more I regretted it. That little bit of junk is not enough to offset the remorse in my heart..."
Saying so, he brought out an oval immortal egg.
"Young Master Jiang, this... this is my only descendant. Its bloodline is of the top-tier phoenix lineage, even surpassing the ancient-level bloodline. In the future, it is fully qualified to unite the demon race and step into the realm of transcendence..."
Jiang Che frowned, glancing at the immortal egg held up in his hands.
With such a big egg, having Immortal Chef Hua make a bowl of egg fried rice out of it would definitely be delicious.
"You're very thoughtful. It just so happens that I was planning to have egg fried rice tonight..."
When Huang Yu heard the first half of Jiang Che's sentence, he was bowing and nodding, but soon his eyes widened in shock.
"Young... Young Master Jiang, you can't! This is my descendant, possibly the only Primordial Phoenix in the Nine Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, and... and this is my daughter. She's going to hatch in just over a month!"
Jiang Che's frown deepened. He seemed to know what this old geezer was plotting.
Seriously, old man? You're a fucking Supreme Demon Emperor, how can your moral standards be so low?
"Old man, are you trying to make me a ready-made father?" Jiang Che's tone revealed a hint of danger.
"No, no, no! That's not what I meant," Huang Yu hastily argued. "Once my daughter comes of age... she can absolutely become the strongest mount in the Nine Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms. When you ride a Primordial Phoenix out... you'll have a lot of face, right?"
Huang Yu's words left even Chen Taiqing dumbfounded. How could this guy be so shameless???
No wonder he could become a slave to three masters; it really requires being shameless!
"Heh—" Jiang Che sneered.
Of course, he knew what this old coot was scheming, but he really wasn't that perverted, okay?
Grooming a wife from childhood? How fucking perverted do you have to be to do something like that?
At least, Young Master Jiang couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Leave the egg, you can go."
Huang Yu's heart skipped a beat. For some reason... he still felt a sense of reluctance toward this immortal egg; after all, it was his own bloodline.
...
Knock, knock, knock~~~
Jiang Che held the immortal egg and tapped it with his fingers.
This immortal egg was bigger than his head and emitted a rich Dao aura of fire. Phoenixes cultivated fire, and the fire-attribute energy inside this egg was extremely pure.
"Ya... yawn~~~" A subtle rustling sound echoed from within the egg.
It sounded childish and milky, as if it had just woken up.
"Hey, hey, hey, who are you?"
The soft voice entered Jiang Che's ears, suddenly making him crave egg fried rice a bit more.
"I am your father!" Jiang Che replied instinctively.
"You're talking nonsense, my daddy isn't you! I have a phoenix bloodline, and you don't even have a single feather. How could you be my daddy?"
Jiang Che's eyes widened. This little thing... actually talks back?
"Alright, your daddy owed me a massive debt and couldn't pay it off... so he had to use you to settle it. I am now your creditor, and from now on, you have to work hard to make money for me to pay off the debt."
[Beep! Host has scammed the little phoenix, rewarding 2 billion points.]

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...

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?"

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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.”