Family Joy!
This establishment, which sounds like an old-fashioned little restaurant, is actually one of the most famous bathhouses and entertainment clubs in Yunzhou City.
Renowned alongside Jiangbei City's Night Blossom, both are hailed as "paradise for men."
At this moment, inside a luxurious private room in the club...
On a lavish king-sized bed, a voluptuous and delicate beauty threw off the covers, standing up gracefully—completely naked.
In the soft bedding lay two equally bare men.
The men even had monastic scars on their heads—clearly, they were monks!
Now, the two monks were deep in slumber, their dark eye sockets, sunken cheeks, and sickly pale complexions betraying their exhaustion.
"Ah, young men really have the stamina!"
The woman's eyes sparkled with mischief as she smiled and stroked their bald heads.
A phone rang. The woman grabbed her phone from the nightstand and glanced at the caller ID. Instantly, her expression turned serious, and she answered cautiously: "Holy Maiden!"
Indeed, the caller was none other than the Holy Maiden of the Joyous Sect!
"I've encountered that An Yi you mentioned," a cold, detached voice came through.
The woman's eyes lit up. "Really? You’ve found him?"
The Holy Maiden's voice remained cool. "Yes, it's confirmed to be him."
"Holy Maiden, what do you think of him? In my forty years, I’ve never encountered purer Yang energy—it’s almost as if he doesn’t belong to this world!" the woman gushed excitedly.
If the Holy Maiden could break through her current limits and advance her cultivation further because of this, the woman’s contribution would be monumental!
The Holy Maiden’s voice remained indifferent. "I’ll test him first. That’s all."
The woman clutched her phone, trembling with excitement.
The Joyous Sect had been relentlessly suppressed by other major factions, and their only hope for resurgence lay with the Holy Maiden—Shangguan Qianqian!
"Get up, you lazy donkeys! We’re going again!"
"N-no more... I’m spent!"
"Me too!"
"Ahh—!"
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Movie Theater.
An Yi yawned boredly as he stared at the screen.
The movie was titled Where is Diaochan?
Though it had gained some popularity upon release, even sparking a brief sensation, it was now nearing the end of its theatrical run. Hardly anyone came to watch at this point.
As a result, the entire theater was empty—giving An Yi the feeling of having booked a private screening.
"Nie Qinglan still isn’t here!"
An Yi grumbled, munching on popcorn.
Originally, he had planned to visit the job market to recruit employees and scout for a couple of "generous investors" to discuss factory funding.
After all, leaving everything to Lan Ruoxi made him feel like a useless boss.
But Nie Qinglan had insisted she could secure investors for him—on one condition: he had to watch a movie with her first.
An Yi naturally refused. Wasn’t this just selling his charm?
Yet here he was, having bought tickets, Coke, and popcorn in advance. The movie was about to start, but Nie Qinglan was nowhere in sight.
"The movie’s starting soon. Are you coming or not?"
An Yi chewed his popcorn lazily as he spoke into his phone.
"I—I’m on my way! Just wait a bit!"
Nie Qinglan’s flustered voice came through.
In her dorm, she hung up and frantically held up clothes to the mirror, dissatisfied with every option.
"Why don’t I have any normal clothes?!" she muttered, frowning.
She had wanted to wear a pretty dress, only to realize—
Her wardrobe was filled with outrageous, garish outfits, not a single seductive miniskirt in sight. Even her black stockings had nothing to pair with!
Worse, she didn’t know how to do her makeup.
After a haphazard attempt, her face looked downright bizarre.
"Such a perfect opportunity... Now there’s no time to buy new clothes! Ugh! So annoying!"
Nie Qinglan pouted, on the verge of tears.
After a moment’s hesitation, she gritted her teeth, washed off the makeup, and went bare-faced—black stockings paired with ripped jeans. Time to roll!
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In the dimly lit theater, An Yi squinted, engrossed.
Initially, he hadn’t wanted to watch, especially not some historically butchered film.
To him, it was pure nonsense!
But the female lead was stunning.
Her beauty—
Truly worthy of the phrase "fish sink, geese fall, the moon hides, flowers shy."
Like a fairy from the moon palace, cold yet exuding an indescribable allure.
Especially those flowing, expressive eyes—they seemed to speak!
Half an hour in, An Yi still had no clue about the plot. He’d been too busy staring at the actress.
Then, a delicate hand sneaked into his popcorn bucket and swiped a piece.
An Yi was furious!
Who dared freeload off him?!
But when he turned to the woman beside him, he froze.
Sitting next to him was an incredibly beautiful girl.
Around twenty years old, with flawless features—even up close, not a single imperfection. Her aura was cool yet strangely enchanting.
Such a contradictory combination, yet she pulled it off perfectly.
The girl met An Yi’s gaze, popped the stolen popcorn into her mouth, and said flatly, "Forgot to buy my own. You don’t mind, do you?"
"N-no, not at all!"
An Yi stammered, glancing between her and the screen.
After a double take, he confirmed—
Holy crap! She looks exactly like her!
No mistake about it!
This girl was none other than Nie Qinglan’s idol, Shangguan Qianqian!
The female lead of Where is Diaochan—Diaochan herself!
Just moments ago, he was watching the movie, and now the heroine had leaped right out of the screen!
He thought only Sadako could pull off something like this!
"You seem surprised," Shangguan Qianqian said, gazing at him with a faint smile.
Ding! This target meets the [Love Expert] criteria!
Hearing the system’s prompt, An Yi wasn’t the least bit shocked.
With looks like hers, if she didn’t score at least a 9, then no woman in the world would meet the standard!
The corners of An Yi’s lips curled into a grin as he enthusiastically said, "Shangguan Qianqian! I’m a huge fan of yours. Never thought I’d meet my idol—I’m so excited!"
Then, without missing a beat, he added, "Mind if I ask… do you sleep with fans?"
Shangguan Qianqian’s lips twitched slightly as she replied coolly, "Oh? I’m truly flattered."
But An Yi fell into deep thought.
This woman was no ordinary person!
Far from it!
Extremely far from it!
Because above her head, there was a label displaying a whopping 100-point Destiny Value!!!
No mistake about it—
A Child of Destiny! Though he hadn’t expected it to be a woman.
Staring at Shangguan Qianqian, An Yi steadied himself.
A Child of Destiny!
And not just any—this one was already at max level. Subduing her would mean completing his objective outright.
Lin Chen, Zhang Fan, and Chen Bing—all three had full 100-point Destiny Values.
But he hadn’t managed to recruit a single one of them!
Lin Chen was a no-brainer—a major romantic rival. The two clashed every time they met!
That guy was the Child of Destiny he’d interacted with the most since unlocking the [Asura Godhood] main questline, yet there wasn’t even a hint of recruitment progress.
Zhang Fan was currently playing the villain, with conflicts and friction between them. The chances of winning him over were practically zero—whether he’d ever repent and become useful was still a mystery.
As for Chen Bing? That guy was the real cheat! And he was following the Shadow Puppeteer route!
For all An Yi knew, he was lurking somewhere right now, secretly observing and scribbling notes in some little black book!
So this time, he had to handle things carefully—no more screw-ups!
An Yi was dead serious now.
And he was even prepared to sell his own charm to make this max-level female Child of Destiny submit!
"You have a certain scent about you," Shangguan Qianqian murmured, her delicate figure leaning closer.
An Yi instinctively glanced down at his feet, still in slippers.
Huh? No smell here!
"What scent?" he asked, clearing his throat in curiosity.
"Take a whiff yourself."
Shangguan Qianqian drew near, her breath—like white mist—brushing against An Yi’s face.
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.”
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."
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?"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
