Aunt Zhou was willing to be a test subject, and An Yi was naturally delighted.
After carefully applying the product, An Yi gently peeled the facial mask off Aunt Zhou’s face.
"So? Aunt Zhou, tell me, how do you feel? Isn’t this Jade Beauty Serum amazing?"
An Yi held up a mirror, his face brimming with smug pride.
Aunt Zhou’s skin had not only become fairer, but the wrinkles and freckles on her face had visibly faded. Her once sallow complexion now looked smooth and radiant.
"Ah! Is—is this really me?!"
Aunt Zhou shrieked in excitement, clutching the mirror with joy.
She touched her face in disbelief, staring at her reflection over and over, as if caught between a dream and reality. She couldn’t shake the feeling that this was too good to be true.
What woman doesn’t love beauty?
Even those whose youth has faded never give up the pursuit of it.
They simply resign themselves to the relentless march of time.
Shen Muxuan chimed in with praise, "Aunt Zhou, you look so much prettier—like you’ve turned back the clock by ten years!"
"Hahaha, really?!"
Aunt Zhou beamed, her joy overflowing.
An Yi observed quietly from the side, shaking his head inwardly.
Aunt Zhou had once boasted to him about her younger days, claiming she had been a stunning beauty, as breathtaking as Shen Muxuan.
Now, though she did look a decade younger, the reality didn’t quite match her grand claims.
As expected—women’s words are as deceptive as ghosts.
"I have to go show off to my old girlfriends!"
Aunt Zhou declared, eyeing the bottle of Jade Beauty Serum with delight. "An Yi, do you have more of this?"
An Yi shrugged. "That one’s yours."
"Hahaha, I haven’t spoiled you for nothing! I’m off!"
Watching Aunt Zhou’s jubilant departure, An Yi fell into deep thought.
It seemed women cared even more about their appearance than he had imagined.
This was a huge business opportunity!
An Yi could already envision endless wealth pouring into his pockets.
With enough money, even emperors couldn’t achieve immortality—but he might just witness it himself!
"So, how was the experience?" An Yi turned to Shen Muxuan.
Shen Muxuan looked at him curiously. "What experience?"
An Yi sighed.
Never mind. This girl couldn’t be judged by normal standards.
He stroked his chin, deep in thought.
If there was a market for this, mass production was the next step.
But the cost wasn’t cheap—figuring out pricing would be tricky.
Before long, it was September 1st—the national school opening day.
Donghai University, the top institution in the southeastern province, naturally couldn’t hold back on the fanfare for such an occasion.
Fresh-faced students, just out of high school, stepped off buses, gazing at the campus with a mix of wonder and excitement, their hearts pounding.
Meanwhile, the upperclassmen trudged along with lifeless expressions, looking as if they were attending a funeral rather than the start of a new semester.
Two months of summer vacation had flown by in a blink, leaving them feeling like they’d accomplished nothing before being dragged back to school.
Outside the south gate, a row of folding tents with advertisements stood along the street.
Beneath them, burly men were promoting cosmetics.
"Come take a look! Check it out!
Jade Beauty Serum—revitalizes your skin, preserves youth! Guaranteed to leave your face so tender you could pinch water from it!"
The leader of the group was a long-haired young man.
In one hand, he held a carton of Forget-Me-Not Milk; in the other, a cigar. Despite his neatly fitted suit, his inner punk-rock spirit was unmistakable.
"Brother Feng, this isn’t working. The students are too scared of Brother Long to come near us," said Ya Ji, a slick-haired guy who looked like a wannabe gangster, approaching Ding Renfeng with a defeated expression.
They had previously operated near Donghai University’s soccer field, where Hou Long had terrorized students with extortion and bullying.
Ding Renfeng frowned.
After Hou Long was crippled, he had taken over as leader, but many of the former lackeys—displeased with his inability to make quick money—had scattered.
The remaining crew weren’t bad guys at heart, but their past reputation made it impossible to convince students to buy from them.
"Does the Boss know about this?" Ding Renfeng took a drag from his cigar and asked coolly.
"Nope."
Ya Ji shook his head, eyeing the dull-looking jars of ointment on the stall with skepticism. "Brother Feng, are we really selling this stuff for 500 a pop? It’s pricier than high-end cosmetics."
Ding Renfeng shrugged. "Worth a shot. The Boss said the production cost is high—ten bucks a jar!"
Ya Ji:
"Damn extortionist! No way this sells!"
"Hey there, pretty ladies! Care to try our Jade Beauty Serum?"
Ding Renfeng wiggled his eyebrows at two female students, putting on his most charming grin.
The girls paled and bolted like startled deer.
Ding Renfeng took a deep drag from his fat cigar.
This was a lost cause. If he’d spent the day hauling bricks at a construction site, he’d at least have earned enough for his smokes.
But the Boss had given the order—he had to tough it out.
Meanwhile, at Donghai University’s east gate…
A strikingly handsome young man sat on a stool, legs crossed, scrolling through videos of teachers on his phone. A loudspeaker rested beside him.
"Jade Beauty Elixir, Jade Beauty Elixir, fragrant Jade Beauty Elixir!
Jade Beauty Elixir, for beauty, works wonders and feels amazing!
Mom, I want to try Jade Beauty Elixir!
Go ahead, get the big bottle! Is two bottles enough?
Yes! Thanks, Mom, you're the best!"
The catchy jingle played on loop near the east gate of Donghai University.
Passersby couldn't help but chuckle and glance curiously at the source.
When they spotted the vendor—a rather handsome young man—the girls' hearts fluttered a little.
The vendor was none other than An Yi.
Originally boasting an 8.8-rated appearance, his usually neglected skin had become fair and smooth after using Jade Beauty Elixir.
Now, checking his system stats, his charm score had broken the 9.0 threshold!
A solid 9—officially placing him in heartthrob territory.
At Donghai University, students were at the peak of their youthful energy.
Faced with such a good-looking seller, the bolder girls couldn't resist the urge to strike up a conversation.
"Hey, handsome, how much for the Jade Beauty Elixir?"
A girl with hoop earrings, wavy hair, a crop top, and polished makeup greeted him with a smile.
An Yi paused his professor's lecture video and flashed a charming grin. "Five hundred a bottle. Beautifies and nourishes—perfect for a beauty like you. Guaranteed to leave your skin smooth and tender, like a fresh egg!"
"Five hundred? A bit pricey~" The girl eyed the bottled elixir, still grinning.
Despite the cute glass container, the elixir's odd, unappealing hue was hard to ignore.
Was this stuff even safe for skin?
She was a streamer—her face was her livelihood!
An Yi hit her with another heart-melting smile and pulled out a QR code. "Add my contact for after-sales service! If it doesn't work, I'll refund you!"
"Alright, sold!"
The girl's eyes sparkled with delight.
Five hundred bucks for a hot guy's contact? Worth it—she wasn't short on cash anyway.
Another sale closed!
An Yi scrolled through his payment records, then froze.
Wait a minute...
Was he even selling a product here?
He was basically selling his face!
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."
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...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
