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!"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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.”
