The Pulse of the Extraordinary
Gu Changfeng vaguely understood something.
No wonder his father was willing to oppose the Heavenly Demon Sect just to make him marry Mu Qingyi.
If she truly possessed the legendary Pulse of the Extraordinary, dual cultivation with her would undoubtedly lead to a massive boost in power—perhaps even surpassing the Void Realm.
"Hey, why did you help me?"
In the room, An Yi asked curiously.
Tu Yiyi flashed her adorable little fangs and said, "You’ve seen my body, so you have to marry me!"
"I’m not interested in flat chests."
An Yi declared righteously.
"What do you mean by flat chests?"
Tu Yiyi was momentarily confused before giggling in the ancient language of the continent, "The legendary Night Emperor, huh? Not quite what I imagined."
An Yi asked curiously, "How so?"
"Rumors say you could stand against the gods! Countless demons see you as a hero!"
Tu Yiyi grinned. "Who would’ve thought the real Night Emperor An Yi would be so shameless and cunning?"
An Yi: "..."
To the humans of the ancient continent, he was a demon, a rebel.
But in the abyssal world of demons, things were different.
For millennia, humans and demons had been at odds, and the gods worshipped by humans were naturally despised by demons.
Yet An Yi, who defied the gods, had somehow become a heroic figure among the demons through whispered legends.
"Alright, I’m off. We’ll meet again."
An Yi had no patience for this demon girl’s nonsense. He stole a glance outside and prepared to slip away.
"Wait! You saw my body, and now you’re just leaving?"
Tu Yiyi stopped him, pouting in frustration.
"There was nothing to see! What was I supposed to look at?"
An Yi snapped.
The air froze.
Tu Yiyi’s face flushed red as she stammered, "B-because I’m still young! My sister said I’ll grow bigger when I’m older!"
"Then do you want to see mine?" An Yi pondered before asking.
Tu Yiyi’s eyes curved into crescents. "Sure, sure!"
At that moment, a yellow cartoon-patterned underwear dropped.
Tu Yiyi’s eyes widened in shock.
There was nothing to see—just empty space!
Just then, the door burst open, and two burly men strode in.
Before Tu Yiyi could react, they seized her delicate arms and dragged her out.
"Suspicious woman!"
One guard growled, restraining her.
"The young master’s injuries must be her doing!" the other added.
Tu Yiyi struggled in vain, fuming. "There’s someone else here! Are you blind?"
"Someone else?"
The two scanned the empty room. Aside from the inexplicable underwear on the floor, there was no trace of anyone.
"Still lying? Take her to the sect leader!"
The guards exchanged a glance and hauled Tu Yiyi away.
"There really is someone! I’m not lying—"
Her voice faded into the distance.
Watching her get dragged off, An Yi smirked mischievously and muttered to himself,
"Little brat, you think you can outwit me? An Sixteen’s body isn’t for just anyone to see!"
Pulling up his underwear, An Yi fell into thought.
It was getting late—time to head back.
Tomorrow was the wedding, and Shen Muxuan might already be in Rong City.
He had to stop it.
This marriage? He refused to allow it!
In the courtyard.
Gu Chengde, the sect leader of the Heavenly Profound Sect, stood with his hands behind his back, his belly protruding as he admired the bamboo grove.
"Report, Sect Leader! We’ve captured a suspicious woman!"
A guard saluted.
Gu Chengde turned and frowned at the restrained Tu Yiyi.
Dressed in strange black robes, with horns on her forehead—how did that even happen?
And she looked like a child?
"No, too young. Makes my teeth ache."
"It wasn’t her! Get off! Who told you to treat Yiyi so roughly?!"
Gu Changfeng stormed forward, kicking both guards aside before gazing tenderly at Tu Yiyi. "Yiyi, are you alright? Did they hurt you?"
"I’m fine!"
Tu Yiyi took a step back, distancing herself from his lovestruck expression.
Gu Chengde’s icy stare bore into Gu Changfeng. "Explain. Who is this girl?"
"Father, she’s—"
Gu Changfeng faltered.
"Changfeng! Don’t forget—tomorrow is your wedding day! How dare you dally with another woman! The Heavenly Profound Sect’s reputation is at stake!"
Gu Chengde’s belly heaved with rage.
At this, Gu Changfeng’s eyes darkened with resentment.
In the immortal sects, men having multiple wives and concubines was normal.
His father was just too scared of his own wife to take a concubine—why force him to be loyal?
Gu Changfeng’s expression turned solemn. Despite his swollen, pig-like face, his eyes brimmed with passion.
"Father, I swear—Yiyi is the only woman I’ll marry. Please grant me your blessing!"
"What?!"
Gu Chengde nearly jumped in fury.
Tu Yiyi was equally horrified.
He had promised to help her find her brother—since when did that turn into marriage?!
Instantly, she felt wronged.
She didn’t want to marry this effeminate man!
She wanted to marry An Yi!
"Father, I beg you!"
Gu Changfeng knelt and kowtowed.
"Preposterous! You unfilial brat!"
Gu Chengde’s hand trembled as he pointed at his son. "Look at her—she’s just fifteen! How can you even consider it?!"
Gu Changfeng froze.
"But if I wait a few years, she’ll... grow up!"
Tu Yiyi nodded vigorously. "Yes! My moth—I mean, my mother said I can’t marry yet!"
Gu Chengde huffed. "She’s a child! How can you be so depraved? Wait fifteen or sixteen years—then it won’t be too late!"
Gu Changfeng: "..."
The next morning.
At Rong City’s gates, soldiers respectfully opened the way.
A grand wedding procession slowly advanced, red silk fluttering in the wind.
The horses were no ordinary steeds—they were second-tier demon beasts, Dragonhorn Stallions.
Their majestic forms trotted proudly over the cobblestones, hooves ringing crisply.
Behind them, a band played festive music.
The jubilant notes of suonas intertwined with the crackling of firecrackers.
On either side, flower girls scattered candied fruits and sweets, sending children scrambling in delight.
"Madam, look—we’ve arrived in Rong City!"
Xiao Mei lifted the carriage curtain, marveling at the spectacle. "The Heavenly Profound Sect truly spares no expense!"
Mu Qingyi sat silently beneath her veil.
After three days of travel, she had finally reached Rong City.
She sighed softly, clenching her jade-like hands.
In the end… she was to be married.
"The groom arrives!"
A loud voice announced.
Dressed in resplendent red wedding robes, a flower pinned to his chest, Gu Changfeng rode forth on a towering steed—his demeanor dashing and heroic.
"Young Master Changfeng!"
Xiao Mei blushed with admiration.
As Mu Qingyi’s maidservant, she might one day become his concubine. So to her, Gu Changfeng was also her future man.
But when she peeked through the curtain and saw Gu Changfeng’s bruised, swollen face, her smile stiffened.
Who was this pig?!
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.
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."
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!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
