Bai Xiu's girlfriend is the young princess of the Tang Family in the capital?
Everyone in the room was stunned.
How was this possible? One was a discarded young master from a minor family, while the other was a lofty princess from a wealthy conglomerate.
Their statuses were clearly not on the same level!
Bai Xiu raised an eyebrow slightly and glanced at Tang Qingqing.
Since when had he been with this girl?
Tang Qingqing curled her lips into a faint smile, stealing a glance at Bai Xiu before playfully winking at him.
The Old Madam was bewildered, her voice trembling as she said, "M-Miss Tang, what did you say? This old woman must have misheard."
Tang Qingqing replied somewhat sheepishly, "Grandma Bai, I... I'm Bai Xiu's girlfriend."
Hearing this, the Old Madam still found it hard to believe and couldn't help but look at Bai Xiu.
"This is a bit complicated..."
Bai Xiu scratched his head, trying to figure out how to explain, when he caught Tang Qingqing glaring at him with a fierce expression. He sighed helplessly and said, "Yeah, she's my girlfriend."
Bai Xiu's aunt, the noblewoman, turned pale upon hearing this.
Had their Bai Family somehow connected with the Tang Family?
Had their ancestors' graves started smoking with good fortune?
But if that was the case, and they had been bullying Bai Xiu all this time... wouldn't that mean...
Qin Shan and Liu Dachao exchanged glances, both seeing the bitterness in each other's eyes.
Damn, this guy Bai Xiu had quietly gotten himself a girlfriend!
And not just any girlfriend—one who was stunningly beautiful!
Zheng Yuan clenched his fists, his eyes glazed over in shock.
The young princess of the Tang Family!
The dream woman of every man in the capital!
The current head of the Tang Family had no sons, only two breathtakingly beautiful daughters.
Anyone who could marry into the Tang Family would be ascending to the heavens in a single step!
The Old Madam beamed at Tang Qingqing, holding her delicate hands as she said, "Wonderful, wonderful! For Xiu'er to have such a beautiful girlfriend like you, our Bai ancestors must have accumulated great blessings."
Tang Qingqing blushed slightly, replying bashfully, "Grandma Bai, please don’t say that."
Calling herself Bai Xiu's girlfriend was just her own wishful thinking.
Even though Bai Xiu had verbally agreed, who knew what he really thought?
Jiang Yingying, looking at Tang Qingqing and then at Bai Xiu, turned deathly pale. She stammered, "Impossible! M-Miss Tang, how could you possibly like this loser?"
Slap!
A sharp slap landed on Jiang Yingying's face, leaving a bright red mark.
Tang Qingqing glared coldly, her voice laced with anger. "He's my boyfriend. Who are you calling a loser?!"
She was furious!
The boy she liked had already been humiliated by a broken engagement—how dare this wretched woman insult him further?
"I-I'm sorry!" Jiang Yingying covered her face, her lips trembling in grievance as she instinctively turned to Zheng Yuan for help.
But Zheng Yuan, not wanting to be associated with this madwoman, kept a cold expression and pretended not to know her.
Humiliated beyond measure, Jiang Yingying wanted nothing more than to leave immediately. But she couldn’t—not now.
She had offended the second young lady of the Tang Family. If she didn’t resolve this grudge here, her Jiang Family would suffer the consequences later.
Staring at Bai Xiu, who still had that indifferent, sleepy-eyed look, Jiang Yingying felt nothing but resentment.
What was so great about this loser that he could win the favor of the Tang Family’s second daughter?
"Damn, Bai Xiu, when did you pull this off?" An Yi smirked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.
Bai Xiu replied flatly, "Honestly, I just found out myself."
An Yi: "..."
Speechless.
Beside them, Ziyue tugged at An Yi’s sleeve, her cheeks flushed red.
An Yi frowned. "Speak properly."
"I need to use the bathroom!" Ziyue whined in the ancient language of the Primordial Continent.
This guy had promised to be like a brother to her, yet he wasn’t gentle at all!
"Ugh, can’t you hold it in? The drama’s at its peak right now."
An Yi sighed but, seeing Ziyue’s desperate expression, had no choice but to grab her arm and lead her to the restroom.
Despite doing nothing, Bai Xiu’s status skyrocketed the moment he was exposed as Tang Qingqing’s boyfriend.
Not only did the Bai Family members treat him differently, even Zheng Yuan now greeted him with a forced smile.
What else could they do? Even if they looked down on Bai Xiu, the Bai Family’s discarded son, they had to save face now.
With Qin Shan, Liu Dachao, and Tang Qingqing backing him, Zheng Yuan—the so-called young master of the Zheng Family—was nothing in comparison.
Standing awkwardly among the crowd, Zheng Yuan didn’t dare speak.
Then, his expression froze as he remembered the real reason he had come to this birthday banquet.
The Zheng Family hadn’t attended just to celebrate some old woman’s birthday—they had their eyes on the Bai Family’s pharmaceutical company and had planned to intimidate them publicly during the event.
Cold sweat dripped down Zheng Yuan’s forehead.
This was the worst possible timing!
He hurriedly pulled out his phone, fingers trembling as he scrolled through his contacts, praying silently: Don’t come, don’t come!
"Zheng Yuan! Who’s the idiot causing trouble here?"
A tall, lean man with a sinister aura strode in, swinging a long staff.
"The Flower-Staff Ghost, Hou Tianci!"
The guests gasped, their expressions darkening.
Everyone knew of this man—a martial artist at the Transformation Realm, a member of the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss!
Recently, the Zheng Family had been throwing their weight around in the capital, all thanks to this very man.
For ordinary people, hiring even a Dark Realm martial artist was already a feat—let alone a Transformation Realm expert, who stood at the peak of what they could ever hope to influence.
The Bai Family members shot Zheng Yuan dirty looks.
Now they understood—this Zheng heir hadn’t come with good intentions. He had planned to humiliate the Bai Family in front of all these influential figures!
Noticing the displeased expressions of Tang Qingqing, Qin Shan, and Liu Dachao, Zheng Yuan rushed forward to stop Hou Tianci, his words stumbling.
"M-Mr. Hou, this is all a misunderstanding! Please, just leave for now."
The Qin Family of Changbai Mountain, the Liu Family of Sichuan—their ancestors were Void Realm experts, transcendent beings beyond mortal comprehension!
If they truly offended these families, the Zheng Family would be finished. He couldn’t afford to become the family’s downfall!
"Misunderstanding?" Hou Tianci gripped his staff, his thick black brows furrowing as he grabbed Zheng Yuan by the collar.
"You’re the one who called me here, and now you’re telling me to leave before I even throw a punch? Boy, are you messing with me? Damn it!"
Zheng Yuan’s face twisted in fear, his legs shaking uncontrollably.
The capital knew the Zheng Family had a Transformation Realm expert backing them, but what they didn’t know was the price they paid—lavish spending, constant pampering, and even procuring women for this temperamental brute.
One wrong move, and he’d beat someone up.
Behind their glamorous facade, the Zheng Family was suffering in silence.
Zheng Yuan swallowed hard, forcing his legs to steady. "Mr. Hou, today really isn’t the day. Another time—pick any place, and I’ll let you beat people to your heart’s content!"
"Go to hell!"
Hou Tianci flung Zheng Yuan like a ragdoll, hurling him straight into the Bai Family’s garden wall.
Boom!
The wall collapsed.
Bricks and debris rained down, burying Zheng Yuan’s body.
The impact was brutal—Zheng Yuan’s frail frame couldn’t withstand it. Even if he survived, he’d be crippled.
"Young Master Zheng..." Jiang Yingying whimpered but didn’t dare say more, afraid she’d be next.
Boom!
Still unsatisfied, Hou Tianci swung his staff again.
A row of courtyard walls collapsed! Banquet tables were sent flying by the force, dishes and food scattered across the ground, leaving the scene in complete disarray.
Good. Now this feels much better.
Hou Tianci hoisted his staff onto his shoulder, grinning as he sneered, "You Bai Family mutts got lucky—I’m out of steam today!"
With that, he swaggered forward, ready to leave.
"Hold it right there!"
Bai Xiu stepped forward slowly. His usually lifeless, fish-like eyes now gleamed sharp and murderous. "Who said you could walk away?"
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!
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.”
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?"
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.
