The next day.
A major news headline exploded across the internet.
【Shocked! Unbelievable! Witnessing history! Is the unification of the underworld in Jiang City finally within reach?! Su Muwan of the Su family!! Reclaimed four districts of the underworld in just three days!】
"Wow! I woke up and the world has changed, we've got a new boss?"
Hey, what are you saying? It's a new boss now! Mess with Su Muwan, and you'll never rise in Jiang City again!
"Oh my god, it's like the sky of Jiang City is turning dark!"
"Song Ming! Rakshasa Palace, come out and take a look! Su Muwan is taking over the underworld!!"
"Oh no! You guys, check out Yaoguang Corporation's short video account! They've added a bracket to their name (Mentor Su Muwan)!"
"What? Let's take a look?"
"Take a look +1"
"+2"
....
....
At the Su family residence.
Villa living room.
Click-clack-click-clack.
Su Muwan, dressed in a shark pajama outfit, was lazily lying on the sofa, tapping away on a white controller.
Ding-ding-ding~~
With the final CG animation and BGM playing.
"Yay!"
Su Muwan's face lit up with joy, finally clearing the game!
"Qin Luo! Come and take a look!"
Su Muwan excitedly waved the controller at Qin Luo, who was nearby.
Clap-clap-clap.
Qin Luo clapped his hands and smiled, saying, "As expected of the young lady, not only is your martial arts talent unparalleled, but your gaming skills are also beyond ordinary people."
"Truly versatile, both scholarly and martial, intelligent and brave."
"In Jiang City, if the young lady claims second place, no one would dare to claim first!"
After a string of flattering words.
【Loyalty +5】
Su Muwan's lips curled up slightly, and she tossed the controller aside, giving a soft hum: "Hmph!"
"That's right!"
The next moment.
"However...."
Qin Luo, while cleaning up the scattered snack bags on the floor, glanced at the lazily lounging Su Muwan and said, "Young lady, since you did something worthwhile three days ago."
"You've been staying home playing games, haven't you?"
"Uh...."
Su Muwan's expression stiffened, she coughed lightly, and with a sheepish smile, she said, "That's because... it's so troublesome..."
"Young lady, do you even want to destroy Rakshasa Palace?"
"I do... but can I play a bit more first...?"
"Young lady, haven't you already cleared the game?"
Hearing this, Su Muwan perked up, she sat up from the sofa, placed her hands on her hips, and proudly smiled, "Qin Luo, Qin Luo, you just don't understand!"
"These games have second playthroughs, third playthroughs, fourth playthroughs..."
Qin Luo finished tidying up and shook his head with a smile, "Alright, young lady, you probably haven't been paying attention to the online opinions about you lately."
"Opinions about me?"
Su Muwan was taken aback, then she waved her hand toward the desk.
Swish!
A gust of cold air swept by, and her phone, accompanied by icy qi, landed in her hand.
Qin Luo blinked.
Is this how qi manipulation is supposed to be used?
Su Muwan opened her phone.
After scrolling through a few posts.
She was stunned.
She clutched her phone, unable to hold back her shock: "What? Are they crazy?"
"Why are they adding (Mentor Su Muwan) after every account name?!"
But that wasn't all.
Su Muwan opened the comment section of the first video on the Emperor Foundation's account.
She was even more shocked.
The video was a promotional clip for the foundation.
The content showed a group of people, including Jiang Zixuan, dressed in matching black suits.
【Now recruiting various talents to the Emperor Foundation, interested parties please contact us】
【Want to envision the future? Come join the Emperor Foundation】
The ending featured Su Muwan in a black overcoat, taking off her sunglasses with a smirk.
???
Su Muwan was stunned. She remembered this scene from when she got out of a car once.
Qin Luo had held up a camera from who-knows-where and said to her—Young lady, look at the camera.
And then... it became a promotional video?
Most importantly!
【We, the Su family, pay our respects to the leader!】
【What? Su Muwan already has her own fans?】
【Hey, what's this Su family thing?】
【Let me tell you, there's a group where they'll give you 1 yuan for every comment you post here, way more than what you'd get from being a celebrity's online army!】
【Do they really pay after posting? Then I'm posting!】
【We, the Su family, pay our respects to the leader!】
【We, the Su family, pay our respects to the leader!】
【We, the Su family, pay our respects to the leader!】
"What's with all these comments?!"
"What's with paying respects to the leader?!"
"I'm not part of the underworld! I just took over some of their territories!"
"Qin Luo! Why are there so many paid comments under the foundation's video?"
Su Muwan kept scrolling through the comments.
However.
As she scrolled.
Hehe.
Not gonna lie, there were way fewer people insulting her.
Su Muwan happily scrolled through the comments.
Oh.
Some even said I'm both cool and aloof.
Hehe, they're just telling the truth.
Seeing Su Muwan's happy expression, Qin Luo smiled.
As long as the young lady is happy.
A simple comment control could make Su Muwan so delighted.
In any case, a young lady who's easy to please is very adorable.
Now, it's time to get down to business.
Qin Luo looked at Su Muwan and smiled, "Young lady, it's time for us to begin.... the campaign to destroy Rakshasa Palace."
"The campaign to destroy Rakshasa Palace...?"
Su Muwan's finger paused as she scrolled through the screen, she looked up at Qin Luo.
His lips carried a mysterious smile, clearly thinking of something quite impolite.
.....
.....
The headquarters of Rakshasa Palace was located in a hidden office building.
The economic sources of Rakshasa Palace members, besides the monthly financial support provided by the Song family.
Also included... taking orders from Rakshasa Palace...
Hitman contracts!
【You've received a new hitman contract~ Please check it~】
Bang!
A burly man slammed the order machine shut.
He shouted at the group of fierce-looking men in the room, "Damn it! Why is it another order to teach Su Muwan a lesson? Next time, just tell that guy to get lost!"
"Paying 100 bucks, and expecting us to mess with Su Muwan? Crazy, right?"
As he spoke.
One of the underlings sighed, "Brother Xia, after the boss got out of prison and took back some territory."
"But... after that violent incident, people are too scared to come and spend money here."
"If this continues, we brothers are going to starve."
"Most importantly, not only are we in Wind Cloud Hall, but the other three halls also have to take hitman orders."
"But... nowadays, there just aren't many of these orders."
"The times have changed."
Hearing this, Xia Gao's eye twitched.
Rakshasa Palace had four halls.
They were Wind Cloud Hall, Red Wind Hall, Green Wind Hall, and Wind Shadow Hall.
Each hall had its own hall master.
The hall masters didn't respect each other, but only Song Ming was recognized as their boss.
But...
After six years, their situation could only be described as getting worse.
Hearing his underling's words, Xia Gao also felt that continuing like this was really not a good idea.
Would they have a future like this?
At that moment.
A sweet voice came from outside.
"Hello, big brothers."
"Lianlian has brought you some food~"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
