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!"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
