A bottle of beauty elixir for 100 million yuan.
In an instant, the entire auction hall fell dead silent.
Countless eyes turned toward Yan Zhi.
Her expression remained calm, showing no reaction after spending such an astronomical sum.
"Honey, I want it! Don’t you want your wife to look youthful and beautiful?"
"Damn it, with 100 million, I could sleep my way through the entire planet!"
"My love, seeing this elixir reminds me of my late mother."
"You dare buy this, you spendthrift woman? I’ll go meet your late mother right now!"
The auction hall descended into chaos over the 100-million-yuan beauty elixir.
"Bro, I told you that guy was a gigolo, but you didn’t believe me."
"I believe it now! He’s clearly a freeloader—looks like those 5 million were just his pocket money!"
Two bald men seated at the back of the auction hall snickered again.
An Yi clenched his fists, summoning an air blade in his palm.
"Damn it, I won’t calm down unless I slaughter these two bald bastards!"
How dare they slander him like this?!
As if he wouldn’t love to freeload if he could!
Ding! Side quest unlocked: [Tyrant]!
Rewards: [Storage Space], +30 Evil Power Value!
Hearing the long-absent voice of the system, An Yi froze momentarily.
"Tyrant?!"
This villain system just leveled up!
Before, the quest names were all low-tier stuff like "stealing," "robbing," or "groping."
Now it’s classy!
An Yi casually tapped open the quest rewards—and his eyes nearly popped out.
[Storage Space (Beginner Tier)]
Description: Capacity—5 cubic meters!
An actual storage space!
Wasn’t this the kind of thing only immortals had in the legends he heard as a kid?
A pocket dimension capable of moving mountains and draining seas! And now, he could have one too!
With this thing, hauling bricks, delivering packages, or setting up a street stall would be a breeze!!!
Suppressing his excitement, An Yi opened the [Tyrant] quest details.
[Tyrant]
Objective: Defeat 10 qualified masters. Progress: 0/10!
Additional Requirement: Establish initial fame to unlock the Reputation function!
"Qualified masters?"
What the hell counted as a "qualified master"? And what was this "Reputation" thing?
An Yi glanced at Yan Zhi beside him.
A marker floated above her head—!
Scanning the auction crowd, he noticed the same above the head of the Surging Waves Sect’s leader.
Zhang Fan had one!
Chen Bing too!
Even the yellow-robed beauty from the Harmony Sect!
Upon closer inspection, quite a few people qualified.
But what thrilled An Yi the most was that the two bald men—who looked nothing like Buddhist disciples—also had markers!
Perfect!
Time to slaughter these two sons of bitches!
"130 million!"
"150 million!"
By the time An Yi snapped back to reality, the auction had spiraled out of control.
The auctioneer, having long shed his earlier ethereal demeanor, now stood with rolled-up sleeves, gripping a nearly shattered gavel, his face flushed as he roared like a man possessed.
"150 million, going once! 150 million, going twice! Any higher bids?! Yes! 155 million, going once!"
The competition had reached a fever pitch.
Only a handful remained in the fight:
Yan Zhi, Liu Huimin (CEO of Junru Group), and the yellow-robed beauty from the Harmony Sect.
"155.5 million!"
The yellow-robed beauty gritted her teeth and called out the bid.
Instantly, her disciples turned pale, tearfully pleading:
"Master! We can’t afford this!"
"Have mercy! Even if our whole sect worked ourselves to death, we couldn’t earn this much!"
But the yellow-robed beauty’s gaze at the elixir bottle was one of madness.
What did middle-aged women care about most?
Their looks!
Approaching forty, past her prime, with wrinkles creeping in—the helpless dread of fading youth was worse than death!
Having witnessed its effects, how could she give up now?
She’d do anything to preserve her beauty!
"Bidding just 500K more? How petty!"
Liu Huimin adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, her plump face oozing disdain as she raised her paddle.
"180 million!"
"Ooooh!! This stunning beauty bids 180 million! Any higher offers?!"
The auctioneer’s voice was hoarse, his judgment blinded by the obscene commission he stood to earn.
"Instead of wasting money on beauty elixirs, she should lose weight first!"
Yan Zhi’s temple vein bulged in anger.
But 180 million was beyond her means.
Liu Huimin lifted her double chin, shooting Yan Zhi a taunting look.
"That fat cow is provoking me!" Yan Zhi snarled, smashing her chair’s armrest.
"Captain Yan, stay calm!" An Yi hurriedly intervened.
Yan Zhi turned to him, teeth clenched. "You! Do you have any money?"
An Yi: "?"
Then she shook her head. "Sorry, I’ve lost my mind—asking you for money!"
An Yi: "..."
Liu Huimin surveyed the room triumphantly. Though neckless, she held her head high.
"200 million."
Boss Nie raised his paddle.
His weathered voice cut through the noise.
The crowd turned to him in shock.
"200 million, going once! 200 million, going twice!"
The auctioneer, hair disheveled, was on the verge of hysterics.
He’d buy a mansion! A sports car! Naked women!
Liu Huimin paled at Boss Nie’s bid.
Truthfully, 200 million wasn’t her limit.
But she didn’t dare counter.
"200 million, three times! SOLD! Congratulations to VIP #153!"
Boss Nie smirked, pulling the mixed-race beauty beside him closer.
"Here, got it for you."
"B-Boss… 200 million?! You’re too good to me!"
Overwhelmed, the beauty buried herself in his chest, nearly sobbing.
The auction crowd watched enviously, wishing they could trade places.
200 million?!
They’d take a bullet for that kind of money!
An Yi frowned, deep in thought.
As expected—
In this world, money ruled all.
With enough cash, even a system-rated 9/10 beauty would throw herself at you!
"Disgusting! Spending that much on a mistress! Is Boss Nie brain-dead?!" Yan Zhi fumed.
An Yi waved it off. "Relax, it’s just beauty elixir. Easy! I’ll handle it."
"Wait—you’re saying you’d spend 200 million on me too?" Yan Zhi pressed, eyes gleaming.
An Yi: "..."
200 million?!
That wasn’t just his life savings—that was five lifetimes’ worth!
He’d meant the next batch of elixirs!
"Look! The final auction item is here!"
Ignoring her hopeful gaze, An Yi abruptly pointed at the stage, feigning excitement.
He had no idea what was being auctioned.
But right now, enthusiasm was mandatory.
The auctioneer smoothed his disheveled hair and announced solemnly:
"Ahem. Our final item is a treasure from the ruins of the Nine Star Palace. Many of you came specifically for this, so without further ado—let’s begin."
He opened an ancient sandalwood box.
Inside lay a weathered manual.
"Ancient martial arts sword technique—Nine Dragon-Slaying Strikes! Starting bid: 100 million!"
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
