"Damn it, damn it! You ambushed me, you can't play fair, you little trash, you've got no skills!" An Yi launched into a verbal tirade.
After shouting until his voice grew hoarse, the Colossal Beast Hongtian didn’t even glance back.
Exhausted, An Yi took out a bottle of water from his storage space and gulped it down.
Now, a problem arose.
His Undying Martial Body ensured he couldn’t be killed in battle.
But what about dying of thirst or starvation?
The limited food in his storage space wouldn’t last long.
"Dark Night Spear!"
Unwilling to be sealed away, An Yi summoned a black beam of light in his hand!
With a swing—
A powerful surge of dark spiritual energy blasted against the seal.
The seal didn’t budge an inch!
"Demon Flash!"
"Shadow Strike!"
"Devour!"
One earth-shattering technique after another rained down on the seal.
Yet, it remained unmoved.
Panting heavily, sweat beading on his forehead, An Yi slumped in exhaustion.
After unleashing his strongest moves, he was utterly drained.
Staring at the unresponsive seal, his heart sank.
To make matters worse, the immense dark spiritual energy the Colossal Beast Hongtian had forced into his body was gradually dissipating over time.
"Ah, life… lonely as snow."
Lying on his back in the depths of the earth, An Yi gazed blankly at the seal above.
This seal was bizarre—even his Devour skill couldn’t make the slightest dent in it.
How could he break a seal formed from resentment?
An Yi had never encountered such a strange seal before. He’d tried every method, but nothing worked!
Then, his eyes locked onto the skill: [Lockpicking].
He remembered this move—it had turned the tide when he rescued Qin Yao!
If he hadn’t used Lockpicking to defuse the bomb, he, Lin Chen, and Qin Yao would’ve been blown to bits.
An Yi’s heart pounded. This might be his last chance.
He attempted to use Lockpicking on the seal.
Ding! [Lockpicking] skill level too low! Unable to break!
Hearing the system’s voice, An Yi wasn’t disappointed. Instead, his lips curled into a grin.
The system said his skill level was too low!
That meant—if he leveled it up, he could break the seal with Lockpicking!
"Lockpicking is OP! The GOAT!"
Without hesitation, An Yi dumped all his remaining Evil Power Value into upgrading Lockpicking.
Before entering the Hongtian Secret Realm, he’d stockpiled Evil Power Value for emergencies.
After pouring most of his reserves into the skill, a long-awaited notification finally rang out.
Ding! [Lockpicking] skill has reached LV4!
An Yi’s spirits soared as he cast Lockpicking on the seal.
"Trash mutt, just wait till I get out!"
Ding! [Lockpicking] skill level too low! Unable to break!
An Yi:
"Are you freaking kidding me?!"
He had 130 Evil Power Value left. If he invested it all, could he max out the skill to LV5?
An Yi hesitated.
But he had no other options.
"All or nothing! Fortune favors the bold!"
He dumped every last bit of Evil Power Value into the skill.
One second… two seconds…
An Yi’s face went blank.
The system stayed silent—had he wasted it all?!
"Garbage system! Give me back my Evil Power Value!"
"Damn all-powerful system, assign me a quest! I’m just a little short!"
An Yi shouted into the void.
The system remained silent.
"System, I swear—once I get out, I’ll be the most wicked villain ever! I’ll slaughter anyone in my path, even dogs!"
"System? You there?"
"An Yi always keeps his word! Whatever I promise, I’ll deliver—just give me a damn quest already!"
After yelling for ages with no response, An Yi’s heart turned ice-cold.
Was he really doomed to be trapped here forever?
"What are you howling about?"
A cold, clear voice sounded behind him.
An Yi raised an eyebrow and turned around, stunned. "Qianqian? How’d you get in here?"
"I saw you jump down and thought you died. Came to collect your corpse."
Shangguan Qianqian maintained her aloof, tsundere demeanor.
An Yi smirked. "Heh, disappointed I’m not dead?"
Honestly, he hadn’t expected this world-famous star to follow him down. He didn’t think he had anything that would attract her.
Seeing An Yi unharmed, Shangguan Qianqian subtly exhaled in relief.
After jumping in, she’d been suspended mid-air by a mysterious force.
Then, she witnessed something unbelievable—An Yi fighting toe-to-toe with that terrifying beast.
After an epic battle, the beast set up the seal and left.
Now, she and An Yi were trapped inside.
An Yi studied Shangguan Qianqian and frowned. "You’re under a lust toxin?"
With his LV4 Medical skill, he could tell at a glance.
Her usually cold, beautiful face was flushed, her breathing uneven.
Shangguan Qianqian hesitated, then nodded.
An Yi’s expression turned serious. "If we don’t treat it soon, it could be life-threatening."
Shangguan Qianqian rolled her eyes.
Meanwhile, the ever-resourceful An Yi had already laid out an inflatable bed.
Shangguan Qianqian: "..."
"Ah well, a doctor’s duty is to heal. Helping others is my nature."
An Yi shamelessly declared, his hand resting on Shangguan Qianqian’s slender waist.
She didn’t resist. Her icy gaze melted into something tender as she looked at him.
Their eyes met.
Both swallowed hard.
An Yi stared at Shangguan Qianqian’s flawless face, heart racing. This was his third attempt—surely nothing would interrupt this time!
With jade-like bones, snow-white skin, a face like a lotus, and a figure like willow branches, Shangguan Qianqian had topped the charts as the most beautiful star in Xia. She was a once-in-a-generation beauty.
An Yi leaned down, gently kissing her cheek.
Shangguan Qianqian closed her eyes, leaning closer.
Her mature curves exuded the allure of a woman in her prime, her fragrance intoxicating.
An Yi’s hands trembled with excitement—he couldn’t even undo her clothes.
"Useless system! LV4 Lockpicking, wasted!"
Rip!
Shangguan Qianqian tore her own clothes off, revealing An Yi’s favorite black lingerie.
As An Yi touched her, her breathing grew erratic.
Before he could react, Shangguan Qianqian pushed him onto the inflatable bed.
Her dark hair cascaded around them, her gaze hazy with desire.
"W-wait, let me handle this. These pants are expensive—"
Rip!
Shangguan Qianqian’s delicate hands, infused with energy, were sharper than scissors.
An Yi’s clothes stood no chance.
Soon, they were both bare.
Her jet-black hair contrasted starkly against her snow-white skin.
Perfection.
This was a woman without a single physical flaw.
Shangguan Qianqian, eyes glazed, tried to take the lead but didn’t know how.
An Yi flipped their positions, looking down at her. "Let me handle it."
Shangguan Qianqian closed her eyes, her long lashes fluttering with nervousness.
Ding! Quest [Master of Romance] completed!
Ding! Reward: [Evil Ghost Mask] ×1, Evil Power Value +100!
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!
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.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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.
