At the villa entrance.
Shen Muxuan stood there foolishly, waiting alone, occasionally raising her head to glance around before lowering it again in disappointment, staring at her toes.
"Hey, what are you looking at? Let's go."
An Yi silently appeared behind Shen Muxuan and lightly flicked her head with his knuckles.
Shen Muxuan's eyes lit up with joy. "An Yi, you're finally back!"
"Let's go home," An Yi said with a light chuckle.
Shen Muxuan looked at him, hesitating before finally speaking softly. "An Yi..."
"What's up?" An Yi asked curiously.
Something felt off about this girl tonight!
"An Yi, Qin... Qin Yao is a good girl. You mustn't let her down!" Shen Muxuan said seriously, staring at him.
An Yi raised an eyebrow, staring at her in disbelief.
What on earth had happened while he was fighting the Dark Taoist?
Why were both Qin Yao and Shen Muxuan pushing each other toward him?
He hadn't even successfully pursued either of them yet!
What was with all this self-sacrifice?!
If only one of them would step up so he could complete his "romance expert" mission!
Shen Muxuan's expression dimmed. She knew she didn’t have much longer to live.
Compared to her, Qin Yao was a much better match for An Yi.
She was beautiful, came from a good family, and had a long life ahead of her.
Besides, Shen Muxuan already knew.
That time she did An Yi’s laundry, she’d found a small photo of Qin Yao tucked inside his wallet...
"You don’t have a fever..." An Yi pressed a hand to her smooth forehead and sighed. "What’s gotten into you?"
"I..."
Shen Muxuan mustered her courage, hesitated for a long moment, then suddenly deflated, stammering, "I'm hungry. I want a midnight snack."
"Again?! Didn’t you just eat? And at a free banquet, no less! You should’ve stuffed yourself then!"
An Yi scratched his messy hair in annoyance. "Barbecue or KFC?"
Shen Muxuan beamed. "Either!"
"Then barbecue it is. There’s a great place near the Law Enforcement Bureau—huge chunks of meat on red willow skewers, super cheap, and when they sprinkle on the cumin and chili flakes, the oil sizzles... the flavor is just—"
As An Yi enthusiastically described it, Shen Muxuan listened intently, wiping drool from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve.
The two drew closer to the Law Enforcement Bureau.
"Wait!"
Shen Muxuan’s expression suddenly changed, and she grabbed An Yi’s hand.
"What now?" An Yi asked, surprised.
This was the first time she’d ever initiated holding hands.
Shen Muxuan glanced toward the Law Enforcement Bureau, her face pale, forcing a weak smile. "An Yi... I want KFC instead."
An Yi groaned. "Seriously? We’re already here—the barbecue stall is right ahead! And now you change your mind?"
"I want a burger! Please?"
She grabbed his arm, shaking it pleadingly, her eyes wide and pitiful.
"With your appetite, burgers will bankrupt me!"
Seeing her pitiful expression, An Yi sighed and turned around. "Fine, fine. Burgers it is. My fortune of 4,896,342 yuan is going to vanish at this rate."
"You’re the best!"
Shen Muxuan smiled happily, clinging to his arm.
But when she glanced back at the Law Enforcement Bureau in the distance, her face paled again.
A monstrous evil aura was raging there!
She couldn’t let An Yi go near it. No matter what!
Biting her lip, she closed her eyes in guilt, refusing to look.
"I’m sorry... I can’t let An Yi get hurt again. I’m sorry... I’m so sorry..."
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Law Enforcement Bureau
Yan Zhi gripped her silver whip, her phoenix-like eyes sweeping over the crowd of sinister cultivators before her. Her stunning face was icy with fury.
Her white Law Enforcement Bureau uniform was torn in places, a far cry from her usual imposing presence.
Now, she was surrounded—by over twenty grotesque-looking evil cultivators, all leering at her with twisted grins, their eyes roaming over her curvaceous figure.
"Tsk tsk, this girl’s body is something else! Just looking at her gets me all fired up!"
"No kidding! Men love a woman with curves like that. And that face—so delicate and pretty. Wonder how she’d taste?"
"Look at that tiny waist! And those long legs! The perfect hourglass figure—if I could have just one night with her, I’d trade immortality for it!"
Several of the evil cultivators licked their lips, their gazes filled with dark desire.
Behind Yan Zhi, more than a dozen law enforcers—including Liu Wei—lay unconscious, severely wounded.
The entire Jiangbei City Law Enforcement Bureau had no fighters beyond the Mingjin level, aside from Yan Zhi herself.
Faced with this ambush, they hadn’t stood a chance.
A handsome young man in Taoist robes, a crimson dot between his brows, stepped forward leisurely.
"Miss Yan, I’ve heard of your reputation. You’re strong, but there are over twenty of us. Are you really willing to fight to the death?"
Yan Zhi stared at him in shock. "You’re... the Thousand Taoist?"
It really was him!
A notorious figure who had wreaked havoc across the martial world for decades—a man so vile that the righteous sects had failed to eliminate him for fifty years!
But what stunned Yan Zhi wasn’t his identity—it was his appearance.
He was supposed to be over a hundred years old, with white hair and a wizened face.
So why did he look like a man in his twenties?!
That was impossible!
The Thousand Taoist smiled warmly. "I’m flattered Miss Yan recognizes me."
"You... you’re really the Thousand Taoist?"
Yan Zhi couldn’t believe it. This contradicted all records!
The Thousand Taoist chuckled. "This is the power of the immortals. We could’ve coexisted peacefully, but you insisted on hunting us down. Now, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
"You monsters, calling yourselves immortals! As long as you exist, this country will never know peace!"
Yan Zhi’s voice was sharp with hatred.
The Thousand Taoist smirked. "Since words won’t sway you, let’s settle this with action. My men are quite taken with you, Miss Yan."
"Heh heh! This girl’s a real looker. I’ve always had a thing for voluptuous women."
A bald, middle-aged man with a swollen forehead and a necklace of skulls licked his lips greedily.
"Too bad Yang Heng isn’t here—he loves collecting concubines!"
Next to him, a dwarf barely over three feet tall grinned lecherously.
"Word is, the Qin family’s young miss is a peerless beauty too. Yang Heng has high standards—this one’s all yours today."
The Thousand Taoist chuckled, raising his horsetail whisk. A surge of energy billowed his robes.
Yan Zhi tightened her grip on her whip, channeling her own energy.
This battle... would be brutal.
Three of the enemy were at the Anjin level, and the rest were all Mingjin cultivators, watching like vultures.
But then, the Thousand Taoist paused, his cold gaze shifting to a bespectacled youth crouched in a corner near the Law Enforcement Bureau, scribbling in a notebook.
"Spying on us, friend? You’ve been hiding long enough. Care to introduce yourself?"
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?!
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.
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!
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.”
