"Sister Imperial Daughter, your advantages are actually quite obvious," Bai Susu said, crossing her legs as she sized up Di Zhao.
"Your path of charm is different from the other girls. You don't need to act spoiled or cute; doing so would only diminish your advantage."
Di Zhao remained silent, but she pricked up her ears to listen. Although this vixen's cultivation was far inferior to her own, her comprehension of the path of charm definitely made her a senior among seniors.
"I am older than you. You shouldn't call me sister."
At the mention of seniority, Di Zhao still felt the need to correct her.
Bai Susu scoffed. She had sealed herself in an Immortal Source since the ancient era, not even having experienced the Ancient Heavenly Court period. Whether in terms of soul age or birth era, she could be considered Di Zhao's senior, but... she couldn't be bothered to explain. You are stronger, so whatever you say goes.
"Alright, alright, Big Sister Di Zhao, is that better?"
"Sister Di Zhao, your advantage lies in this serious demeanor of yours. It creates a massive contrast and makes you look very cute. You need to maintain this advantage. What you need to do is... occasionally show a playful contrast. You can make it more obvious when you're jealous. Don't be fooled by Jiang Che always saying that the girls should get along peacefully; deep down, he loves seeing us get jealous over him."
Clearly, Bai Susu had completely figured out Jiang Che's mindset.
"I don't usually get jealous!" Di Zhao kept a straight face and spoke with utmost seriousness.
Bai Susu shrugged helplessly. Oh, sure, sure. The peerless demoness who got jealous because Jiang Che conquered Tian Chan... and subsequently wiped out hundreds of the Demon Race's domains wasn't you, right?
To be honest, she actually quite envied this girl, Di Zhao. She was simply too docile and obedient, unconditionally dedicating everything to Jiang Che without a single complaint or regret!
If she were a man, she definitely wouldn't be able to reject her either.
Therefore, Di Zhao also received preferential treatment from Jiang Che. His feelings for her could never be described with just the simple words "bedfellow."
...
The atmosphere in the room reached a stalemate.
Tai Shang sat upright on the edge of the bed in a snow-white nightgown, her gaze as calm as still water.
Three thousand strands of silver hair cascaded down, scattering across the bed.
Jiang Che was very frustrated, resting his cheek on one hand.
"I have already said that I cultivate the Great Dao of Unfeeling and Emotionlessness. I severed all seven emotions and six desires long ago, and my Dao Heart is as firm as iron. Even if millions of years of emotional bonds were added between us, my mortal heart would not be moved."
Tai Shang slowly stood up. "Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire... the seven emotions have long been completely severed. The desires for appearance, prestige, and human interaction—how insignificant are they in the face of the Supreme Great Dao?"
The woman's face remained tranquil from beginning to end.
Jiang Che: "......"
Young Master Jiang, who had extremely strong comprehensive abilities, could no longer use sophistry in front of Tai Shang. Only now did he understand what it truly meant to... sever emotions and desires. This Tai Shang was even more ridiculous than Shen Yu back in the day.
Shen Yu was at least human, but Tai Shang made him feel not a single trace of human warmth, acting just like a mechanical doll.
"Heh... the Great Dao?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Are you talking about this?"
Then, with a raise of his hand, a transparent blue-green sphere slowly emerged from Tai Shang's chest. A terrifying suction force forcefully extracted it from her body.
The woman raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Che.
Jiang Che had taken away the Origin of the Dao of Unfeeling from her body!
[Beep! Host has consumed 30 million points and successfully rented the 'Origin of the Dao of Unfeeling' for seven days.]
Jiang Che's thin lips curled up. Relying on this method, he had bluffed quite a few girls. Whether it was the Heavenly Fox Immortal Venerable Bai Susu or the Master of the Dao Palace Tian Chan, both had been fooled by him.
He didn't believe it. No matter how unfeeling Tai Shang was... could she really not feel fear upon seeing his move?
However—
Jiang Che was disappointed!
Tai Shang merely tilted her head, her gaze still incredibly placid. "It seems I still underestimated you. You can actually forcibly control the Origin of the Great Dao. Your strength has reached at least 70% of the Transcendence Realm. Truly awe-inspiring."
Jiang Che: "......"
From start to finish, he hadn't harvested a single point from this woman. Not a single one.
The scam system required scamming people to earn points, but Tai Shang's mood hadn't fluctuated at all. Without any fluctuation in her subjective consciousness, the system naturally wouldn't generate any points.
The arrogant Young Master Jiang suffered a heavy blow!
"Forget it. Yaoyao is pregnant now and will probably need to rest and nurture the fetus for the next few hundred years. You'll just have to reluctantly act as her substitute for a while."
Tai Shang: "......"
Jiang Che didn't give Tai Shang any chance to refuse, directly and forcefully taking a Supreme Immortal Emperor into his harem.
Tai Shang remained silent. For an existence that had lived for millions of years, a few hundred years was merely a flick of the fingers. A short nap in her Tai Shang Palace usually lasted nearly a thousand years.
"Oh right, wifey Tai Shang... what did you mean by the treasure you mentioned earlier?" Jiang Che suddenly asked.
Jiang Che's intimate address failed to stir even the slightest ripple in the woman's heart. "This is the Tai Shang Token. It contains all of my supreme treasures, but they are of no use to me now. Ye Mengyao is my reincarnation after all, so she has the qualifications to inherit the treasure."
"Give it here—"
...
The atmosphere in the air was slightly awkward.
"Heh, I didn't expect that someone could actually use the Dao of Unfeeling to achieve the realm of a Supreme Immortal Emperor."
The girls with top-tier cultivation around Jiang Che were all gathered together.
Imperial Daughter Di Zhao, Heavenly Fox Immortal Venerable Bai Susu, Master of the Dao Palace Tian Chan, and Tai Shang the Immortal of Unfeeling!
All four of them had mastered an Origin of the Great Dao. Aside from Bai Susu, who was a Five-Tribulation Immortal Venerable... the other three were all at the Supreme Immortal Emperor realm.
Such a harem lineup was completely unprecedented in the millions of years of immortal history across the Nine Heavens and Myriad Realms.
"Ahem, let me introduce everyone. This is Tai Shang, a Six-Tribulation Immortal Emperor who has mastered the Great Dao of Unfeeling," Jiang Che introduced.
Di Zhao was completely dismissive of Tai Shang. Although this woman's cultivation was very strong, it wasn't as strong as hers. Moreover, cultivating the Dao of Unfeeling meant... it was absolutely impossible for her to compete for favor or beauty. She wasn't worth worrying about.
Bai Susu didn't speak. Everyone's cultivation was higher than hers. Three Supreme Immortal Emperors had become Jiang Che's women... Only a guy like Jiang Che could pull off something like this.
"I didn't expect that Senior Tai Shang would also succumb..." Tian Chan said, feeling relieved.
Although she had never met Tai Shang, she had still heard the title of Tai Shang the Immortal of Unfeeling, one of the few Supreme Immortal Emperors in the Nine Heavens.
Tai Shang didn't speak. She was just a bit bewildered. How could there suddenly be so many Supreme Immortal Emperors?
Although she had long severed her emotions and desires, ignoring worldly affairs, she still knew that Supreme Immortal Emperors were extremely rare existences.
But when she looked at Jiang Che, she suddenly realized. Right... Jiang Che could even manipulate the Origins of the Great Daos, and his status was above the Great Daos themselves. His methods were naturally beyond what she could guess.

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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!

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?!

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.”