"Mu Xuan, I'm here!"
In his invisible state, An Yi leaped through the skylight and landed inside. As he touched down, he braced himself with one hand against the floor, rising slowly while looking up.
But it seemed he'd arrived at an awkward moment—Mu Xuan appeared to be bathing.
Wait… that’s not Mu Xuan!
An Yi’s eyes sharpened.
The proportions were all wrong!
Tu Yiyi was stunned, her gaze fixed on the spot where An Yi had landed. Though she couldn’t see what had entered, her wind-based spiritual perception gave her a general sense of direction—and she could tell something had dropped in through the skylight.
"It's that little demon girl from the Devil Clan!! And she’s completely naked?"
An Yi raised an eyebrow, then quickly regained his composure.
After enduring Long Aoxue’s "baptism" this morning, he’d seen enough of the world to remain unfazed by Tu Yiyi’s modest "flat A" physique.
Still, her delicate frame, fair skin, and sweet voice had their own charm.
Wait—she’s looking at me!
Realizing Tu Yiyi’s gaze was locked onto him, An Yi tensed. Could she actually see him?
Thinking fast, he pulled a pair of boxers from his storage space and slipped them on at lightning speed.
As the leader of the Asura Sect, he couldn’t allow himself to run around naked—or rather, to run around masked while naked!
Tu Yiyi’s almond-shaped eyes widened in shock.
Because right in front of her, a floating pair of boxers had suddenly appeared.
"What the hell?!"
"AHHH!"
She screamed, her scalp prickling with terror.
"Shut the hell up!" An Yi snapped.
"An Yi?!"
Recognizing his voice, Tu Yiyi immediately clapped a hand over her mouth.
What was he doing here?!
Just then, Gu Changfeng’s voice called from outside the door: "Miss Tu, what happened?"
"N-nothing, Young Master Gu! Just a bug!" she stammered, quickly adding, "I’m bathing—don’t come in!"
"Bathing?!"
Outside, Gu Changfeng’s eyes gleamed with excitement.
"Miss Tu, let me help you!"
Snapping his fan shut, the white-robed young master strode forward, ready to kick the door down.
But at that moment—
The door swung open on its own.
Gu Changfeng’s excitement turned to disbelief.
Instead of a tantalizing scene, he was greeted by a floating pair of yellow cartoon boxers.
For a second, he just stared, dumbfounded.
Then—
WHAM!
An invisible force smashed into his face, crushing his nose with pinpoint accuracy.
The attacker? An Yi.
With a flying kick, he planted his foot squarely on Gu Changfeng’s face.
"Young Master Gu?"
"So this is the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Profound Sect, Gu Changfeng!"
An Yi grinned, baring his teeth.
"Perfect. You’re exactly who I wanted to beat up!"
THUD!
Gu Changfeng hit the ground with a heavy thump, clutching his nose in pain. Before he could even get up—
The yellow cartoon boxers charged at him like a vengeful spirit.
"Stay back! Don’t come near me!"
Gu Changfeng scrambled backward in terror, but the boxers closed the distance in seconds.
BAM!
An Yi stomped on his pretty-boy face again.
A front tooth went flying, blood gushing from Gu Changfeng’s nose.
At the peak of the Void Realm, An Yi was leagues above Gu Changfeng, who was only mid-Void Realm.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
An Yi’s fists rained down like meteors, pummeling Gu Changfeng’s face without mercy.
Unable to fight back, Gu Changfeng could only curl into a ball, howling like a slaughtered pig as he endured the beating.
Being beaten up by a pair of floating boxers was humiliating.
And yet, he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity—
Gu Changfeng passed out, his face swollen into a bruised, purple mess.
"Phew. That’s for stealing my woman."
After venting his anger, An Yi felt refreshed.
Mission accomplished—time to vanish without a trace.
But as he turned to leave, a girl’s voice called out behind him.
"Did… did you kill him?"
Tu Yiyi, now dressed, rushed out in a panic.
An Yi ignored her.
Can’t see me? Then you can’t stop me.
He hadn’t killed Gu Changfeng.
After all, the Azure Feather Pavilion and the Heavenly Profound Sect weren’t enemies.
The marriage had been proposed by the Azure Feather Pavilion—apparently, they sought the Heavenly Profound Sect’s protection.
Killing Gu Changfeng wouldn’t help the Pavilion. In fact, it might backfire on Shen Muxuan.
"Hey, wait! I know you’re An Yi!"
Tu Yiyi’s shout made the floating boxers pause mid-air.
Exposed?
An Yi’s gaze turned icy as he glared at her.
Tu Yiyi smirked. "Hah! I knew it was you!"
"Kid, you’ve got guts."
Cracking his knuckles, An Yi raised an eyebrow.
Just then—
CLATTER!
The sound of approaching footsteps echoed outside.
An Yi tensed. Reinforcements?
Invisibility was useful, but Void Realm cultivators could still sense disturbances in their surroundings.
If he left now, he might run straight into them—and he wasn’t keen on taking on an entire sect alone.
"Get in here!"
Tu Yiyi reached out, trying to grab him.
But since she couldn’t see him, she ended up groping blindly—until her hand closed around the floating boxers.
An Yi’s expression twisted in alarm.
He quickly seized her wrist.
"Whoa there, little miss. That’s not the handle!"
BANG!
The courtyard gate burst open.
A rotund middle-aged man in lavish robes stormed in—Gu Chengde, the Heavenly Profound Sect’s leader.
At the sight of his son lying unconscious, face swollen beyond recognition, his heart nearly stopped.
"My son! What happened to you?!"
Gu Chengde lifted Gu Changfeng, shoving a healing pill into his mouth.
Soon, Gu Changfeng stirred, shuddering as he mumbled, "Father… the boxers… the boxers attacked me!"
Gu Chengde’s face darkened with grief.
Had his son been beaten into insanity?!
"Search the area! Arrest anyone suspicious!" he barked.
The sect disciples saluted and fanned out.
Gu Chengde clutched his son’s shoulders. "Changfeng, do you recognize me?"
"Of course I do, Father!" Gu Changfeng said earnestly.
Relieved that his son wasn’t actually brain-damaged, Gu Chengde promptly dropped him back onto the ground.
"Enough of your nonsense! If you’re going to lie, at least make it believable! ‘Attacked by boxers’—what kind of excuse is that?! And mark my words, you will marry tomorrow!"
"But I’m not lying! I—"
Gu Changfeng groaned. Compared to tomorrow’s forced wedding, this was trivial. "Father, I don’t want to marry the Azure Feather Pavilion’s leader!"
"Fool! That woman is a treasure!"
Gu Chengde stroked his beard sagely.
Gu Changfeng rolled his eyes.
His father had a thing for older women.
To him, Mu Qingyi—with her mature allure, flawless beauty, and ageless grace—was the perfect bride.
Gu Chengde scoffed. "You think I care only about looks?"
Don’t you?!
Gu Changfeng seethed inwardly.
Forcing his own tastes onto others—disgusting!
"Girls in their prime, from budding youth to sweet sixteen, will always be the most beautiful!"
Gu Chengde said leisurely, "Shen Muxuan possesses the Heavenly Yin Spirit Vein, but her cold energy is too overwhelming—you wouldn’t be able to handle it. On the other hand, Mu Qingyi also carries a rare spiritual vein, making her the perfect cultivation partner for you."
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."
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.”
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
