Upon hearing the trembling voice of the thug utter An Yi's name, the expressions of everyone present changed instantly.
Ding Renfeng's face turned icy. "Are you sure it's him?"
The thug nodded. "It's him. I'd recognize him even if he turned to ashes."
This was the same thug An Yi had kicked into a trash can—the one who had witnessed him shattering Hou Long's leg. That scene had been nothing short of a bloodbath!
The corners of An Yi's lips curled slightly as he spoke calmly, "It's only been two days, and you're back to causing trouble? How's Long ge doing? Send him my regards."
"You—"
The thug gritted his teeth but said nothing.
Long Bro was inherently brutal, willing to do anything to get his way, and the thug had never liked him much. So, whatever.
Ding Renfeng smiled. "So, you’re the one who beat Hou Long."
An Yi found it slightly odd—this guy didn’t seem angry at all!
“Feng, stop wasting words on him! Take him down!”
The surrounding thugs shouted aggressively.
In terms of combat ability, Ding Renfeng was on a whole different level compared to Hou Long.
"I don’t need your help!"
Zhang Fan wiped the blood from his lips and spoke coldly.
Being saved by An Yi only made him feel even more furious inside.
An Yi scoffed. "Wasn’t planning on it. But this is a hospital—Aunt Zhou needs peace and quiet to recover!"
Ding Renfeng assumed a stance and waved a hand. "Kid, enough chit-chat. One-on-one. Win, and this guy’s yours! We’ll back off, and what happened with A Long? We’ll let it slide."
"Let it slide? Who says I’m forgiving you?"
An Yi took a step forward, cracking his knuckles loudly.
Back at the bun shop, when he fought Long Ge, he had already sworn—he would beat these scumbags every time he saw them.
"Arrogant bastard!"
Ding Renfeng finally lost his temper, clenching his fist and launching a sudden attack.
He was a trained fighter, far superior to Brother Long.
The force behind his punch was terrifying.
But An Yi moved even faster—like a sprinting leopard—his fist flying at Ding Renfeng’s face with blinding speed.
BAM!
Ding Renfeng’s face twisted grotesquely from the impact.
Like a leaf caught in the wind, his long hair fluttered before he crashed hard onto the ground.
Instant knockout?
Their invincible Brother Feng, the underground fighting champion—taken down in one hit?!
The dozen or so thugs froze, unsure what to do.
Brother Feng could take on seven or eight of them single-handedly.
If this kid could drop Brother Feng with one punch, wiping out all of them would be child's play.
"You guys—next!"
An Yi rolled his shoulders, grinning.
The moves he’d learned from that chicken-eating old man seemed to have refined the erratic energy inside him, making it flow smoother than before.
Before, defeating someone like Brother Feng—a top-tier fighter among ordinary people—would’ve taken effort.
Now? One punch was enough. Two opponents? Two punches!
The thrill of his power skyrocketing was almost intoxicating.
"Brothers, let’s rush him together! No way he can take us all!"
The burly, sunglasses-wearing thug who’d ambushed Zhang Fan barely finished speaking before a whip-like kick smashed into his face.
The brutal impact sent him flying nearly five meters before he hit the ground.
"Next!"
An Yi tucked his hands back into his pockets, slowly retracting his leg—his movements impossibly cool.
"This…"
The thugs were trapped between a rock and a hard place.
Fight? No chance of winning.
Run? Their reputations in Jiangbei City would be ruined.
"Everyone, stop!"
Ding Renfeng struggled to his feet, shielding his men with a raised hand. "You’re in a league of your own. I admit defeat. I struck first, so do what you want with me—but spare my brothers."
“Brother Feng!”
The thugs’ eyes welled up with tears.
Even with his swollen cheek resembling a pig’s head, Ding Renfeng’s dignity remained unshaken.
An Yi said coldly, "Get lost. Like I said—if I see you in Jiangbei City again, I’ll beat you every single time!"
"Thank you for your mercy. I am Ding Renfeng. If you ever need assistance, I won’t refuse."
Ding Renfeng spoke solemnly.
An Yi raised an eyebrow.
Ding Renfeng? "Ding-Ren-Feng?"
How many dictionaries had his parents flipped through to land on such a… suggestive name?
Once defeated, Ding Renfeng didn’t linger, quickly ushering his gang away.
Hearing the commotion, Lan Ruoxi and Shen Muxuan hurried down.
"Dr. Zhang, are you…?"
Lan Ruoxi stared at Zhang Fan, who was sprawled on the ground.
Zhang Fan forced himself up, limping away without a word.
Fury burned inside him—an all-consuming rage.
He would become stronger. Stronger than anyone.
He’d crush everyone who’d wronged him today.
Especially that bastard!
Lan Ruoxi bit her lip. "Did I do something wrong? Why…"
"Don’t mind him. He’s just got a screw loose."
An Yi shrugged, though his expression remained sharp.
There was something familiar about that guy’s aura—like a vicious stray dog.
Vindictive, greedy, and utterly selfish. Even he found it unsettling.
Why the hell was someone like that a Chosen One?
Ding!
[Main Quest: "Defy the Heavens, Seize Fate" Progress: 1/9 Complete! Evil Power Value +100! Reward: [Asura Godhood Fragment 1/9] Acquired!]
An Yi froze.
1/9 already?!
This was a main quest!
He felt like he’d barely done anything—how was it already 1/9 done? At this rate, he’d collect the full set of Asura Godhood Fragments in no time!
Godhood.
His body burned with excitement.
If he could obtain a true Godhood… did that mean he could become…?
"Hah…"
An Yi exhaled sharply, forcing himself to stay calm.
This was only 1/9. Eight more fragments remained.
But he would return to that world.
Ding!
[Chosen One: "Zhang Fan" detected. Will host recruit him into your faction?]
Faced with the YES/NO prompt, An Yi hesitated, then tapped the faction description.
[Faction Details]: Chosen Ones possess immense potential and power. Recruiting them unlocks faction-specific quests to secure their loyalty.
The system’s explanation was slightly clearer this time.
An Yi quickly understood—this was about whether he wanted to make Zhang Fan an ally.
Without hesitation, he tapped NO.
Like hell I’m taking in trash. And I’d have to do his quests too?
…The button didn’t work.
The NO option was grayed out. An Yi’s face darkened. He closed the window outright.
Fine. I just won’t choose at all.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
