Watching the tombstone shatter into pieces!
Qian Xiu’s already pale face turned completely bloodless!
This was his ancestor’s tombstone!
Back during the ancestral rites, he had thought its quality was exceptional, so he specifically dug it out from the family grave!
This tombstone had been an unstoppable weapon in his hands, yet today, it was smashed apart by a single punch from a brat who had just barely reached the Ming Jin realm!
Qian Xiu had failed his ancestors!
At that moment, Fang Jueming’s fifth punch came crashing down!
The power of the fifth-layer fist force could only be described as terrifying.
Even Lin Chen, who was watching from the sidelines, was stunned.
This level of force was something most Ming Jin martial artists couldn’t hope to withstand.
Boom!
Qian Xiu’s abdomen took the full brunt of Fang Jueming’s fifth punch!
Instantly, his body was sent flying like a cannonball, smashing heavily into the villa’s courtyard wall.
The impact was so immense that it blasted straight through the wall.
In that split second of intense combat, Fang Jueming had actually managed to combine the Tyrant Fist and Flash Fist techniques—the resulting power was horrifying!
"Xiao Ming, you’re amazing!"
An Yi grinned, his lips curling into a smirk.
Then, his expression flickered with surprise, his eyes gleaming with excitement—so much so that his body trembled slightly.
Right above Fang Jueming’s head, a bright red number was now displayed: Destiny Value – 100!
It had reached 100!
What did this mean?
He could finally take him as a disciple!
Just as An Yi was about to step forward and give his one and only disciple a masterly embrace—
Whoosh!
That chattering twin-tailed girl was faster than him!
"Xiao Ming!"
Wu Shuangshuang rushed over and threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him.
"I knew you could do it! You’re incredible! That guy was a Ming Jin-level evil cultivator! You’re seriously amazing!"
Fang Jueming’s face flushed red, a slightly dazed smile spreading across his lips as he awkwardly fumbled, unsure where to put his hands.
Then, Wu Tong strolled over leisurely, casting a cold, indifferent glance at An Yi, his expression haughty.
An Yi frowned slightly, then suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no!"
This stone-faced old man was using his own daughter as bait?!
"Kid, this is a honey trap! Don’t fall for it!"
"You did well," Wu Tong said, nodding at Fang Jueming, his usually expressionless face showing rare approval.
"Master!"
Fang Jueming’s voice trembled with emotion as he bowed deeply.
His rapid progress was all thanks to the master’s guidance and teachings!
At this point, An Yi didn’t move.
He believed in Fang Jueming.
"Shifu!"
Fang Jueming turned and walked toward An Yi.
An Yi’s lips curled into a smile.
Meanwhile, Wu Tong’s face darkened slightly—the word "Shifu" weighed on him like a boulder.
"Mmm, you did well," An Yi said with a chuckle.
Then—
Ding!
A system notification suddenly popped up in his mind.
[Destiny’s Chosen – Fang Jueming] – Will the host add him to your faction?]
An Yi suppressed his excitement, double-checking for what felt like an eternity, his body trembling slightly.
No mistake this time!
This damn system wasn’t pulling any tricks, leaving him with some unfinished condition to torment his already weary heart!
He could really take this kid as an ally!
"Confirm!"
An Yi forced himself to stay calm as he pressed the confirmation.
Ding! Main Quest [Defying Heaven to Seize Destiny] – Progress: 2/9! Evil Power Value +100! Reward obtained: [Asura Divinity Fragment 2/9]!
Ding! [Destiny’s Chosen – Fang Jueming] has joined your faction! Evil Power Value +200! Reward obtained: [Billions of Fists (Subsidiary System)]!
Two back-to-back notifications sent An Yi’s heart racing irregularly.
This was too thrilling!
Just one confirmation, and he gained a whopping 300 Evil Power Value!
With this much Evil Power Value, he didn’t even know how to allocate it. Maybe he should dump it all into his Cloud-Treading Hand technique later!
But when he saw the reward for Fang Jueming joining his faction, An Yi froze.
This time, the reward was… a system?!
That’s right!
The reward was literally another system!
[Billions of Fists (Subsidiary System)]
System Description: Rewards are granted based on the number of punches thrown!
After reading it, An Yi’s excited expression flattened.
"Useless!"
Since he already had the Evil Bastard System, he immediately saw through this subsidiary system’s gimmick.
It had no other function—just forcing him to punch endlessly, training nonstop.
Rewards were tiered based on punch counts—throw 1,000 punches, get this; throw 10,000 punches, get that.
The mechanics were monotonous, and it probably didn’t even have a punishment mechanism.
"Trash!"
A system without a brutal punishment mechanism—like the Ten Torments of Man Qing—was incomplete!
And having to punch nonstop? That sounded exhausting!
An Yi prided himself on being a genius. In his last world, where martial arts reigned supreme, he couldn’t even be bothered to train. Did this world expect him to start now?
If there were a Sleeping System—
One where he could just sleep and get rewards—then maybe he’d be a little interested.
Expecting him to work hard?
"Dream on!"
If hard work actually mattered, what was the point of being a genius?!
An Yi tapped on the [Billions of Fists] system, only to find that he couldn’t bind it!
Indeed, it was impossible—probably because he already had a system.
This felt like trying to flirt with your girlfriend’s best friend while already in a relationship. No way she’d allow it!
Curious, An Yi checked the system’s details and saw that it could actually be gifted!
The condition? The recipient needed a certain level of loyalty.
An Yi checked his system panel, where three names were listed: Lin Chen, Zhang Fan, and Fang Jueming. It seemed only those with high Destiny Values could qualify.
He first tried clicking the [Billions of Fists] system onto Lin Chen.
Ding! System Notification: This Destiny’s Chosen has a Loyalty of 0 – Cannot bind!
"Tch, figured."
An Yi wasn’t surprised.
Next, he tried Zhang Fan.
Ding! System Notification: This Destiny’s Chosen has a Loyalty of -50 – Cannot bind!
An Yi clicked his tongue.
"Negative fifty! That guy really is a backstabbing traitor!"
Finally, he selected Fang Jueming.
He was a little nervous about his first disciple’s loyalty level.
Ding! System Notification: This Destiny’s Chosen has a Loyalty of 100 – Can bind! Gift the system?
"Gift it!"
An Yi’s lips curled into a smirk.
Max loyalty! Where else could he find a disciple like this?!
Ding! System Notification: [Billions of Fists] successfully gifted!
At that moment, Fang Jueming suddenly looked up, staring at An Yi in shock.
Because in his mind, a voice had just echoed:
[Billions of Fists System] – Host: Fang Jueming. Bind?
An Yi, seeing Fang Jueming’s stunned expression, already knew what was happening. He smiled mysteriously.
"Go ahead and confirm it. Consider this your master’s gift to you, now that you’ve officially become my disciple."
Fang Jueming, still dazed, tapped the confirmation—then suddenly snapped back to reality.
This… this meant An Yi truly acknowledged him as a disciple?!
His face flushed red, and he immediately dropped to his knees, kowtowing.
"Shifu, above all! This disciple pays his respects!"
"Hah, get up. That’s just old feudal nonsense! We youngsters don’t play by those rules."
An Yi laughed, waving his hand.
Faction +1!
With one disciple now secured, two of the quest lines were complete.
It felt like he was inching closer to inheriting the Asura’s legacy!
The remaining hurdles?
Lin Chen, that unruly soldier who refused to submit, still hadn’t been dealt with. The other Destiny’s Chosen hadn’t even appeared yet.
And Bai Xiu—that kid’s Destiny Value wasn’t low. There had to be something off about him. He’d need to probe him later.
"An Yi, congratulations on taking a disciple!"
Shen Muxuan and Qin Yao walked over arm in arm, smiling as they offered their congratulations.
Fang Jueming quickly bowed respectfully to Shen Muxuan and said, "Madam!"
Qin Yao's expression froze.
An Yi's hair stood on end—cold sweat drenched him!
He still had to marry into a wealthy family!
"Young man, are you trying to filial piety me to death!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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!
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.
