"Everyone inside, come out!"
A group of city guards, carrying long spears, checked each room one by one.
Many men and women, half-dressed and disheveled, were dragged out from inside.
It was clear that the inn had seen a fierce night of action!
Some people even ran into their own wives coming out of rooms across the hall with other men.
If not for the city guards keeping the peace, a bloody family brawl would have broken out.
Inside the room—
"Finally broke through!"
Ye Tian’s body was wrapped in blue flames, his face full of excitement as he looked at the small bronze pagoda.
Now, his strength had reached the early stage of Gathering Spirit!
In just a few months, he had gone from a useless loser, beaten at will by Pockmark Wang, to a Spirit Gatherer!
Such a growth rate was terrifying across the entire continent.
Of course, on one hand, the small bronze pagoda provided a large amount of spiritual resources.
On the other hand, through his recent training—forging his body and tendons—he could now absorb and accept more spiritual power.
Moreover, he was originally at the Half-God level and was already highly skilled in controlling spiritual power.
With multiple factors working together, it made sense that his strength had skyrocketed.
Bam!
The door was kicked open with force.
"Get out!"
Ye Tian swept his cold gaze over the city guards, put away the small bronze pagoda, and followed them out.
In a big city like Qi City, the city guards were practically royalty—it was best not to provoke them if you could avoid it.
Everyone in the inn was called out.
An Yi was among them. He looked at the city guards with curiosity, sensing something was off. So he quietly took out the ghost mask and transformed his face into Lin Chen’s.
"Buddy, what’s going on?" An Yi asked a guard ahead of him.
The guard gave him a haughty look. "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t know!"
A gold coin was discreetly slipped into the guard’s hand.
His face immediately lit up with a smile. "Last night, someone made fake gold coins and swindled the Xu Family Restaurant! Now the whole city is hunting them down."
"Oh, I see."
A hint of understanding crossed An Yi’s face.
So they were after him. Luckily, he had already put on Lin Chen’s face.
"By the way, what happens if they catch the counterfeiter?" An Yi asked with fake curiosity and slipped another gold coin to the guard.
The guard’s grin widened, his tone turning respectful. "They get hanged on the spot! Their corpse gets displayed on the city wall and left to rot in the sun for a whole year!"
An Yi: "..."
Hearing that, he quietly shrank back, putting some distance between himself and the guard.
The gold coin he had just given the guard? Also fake.
Thinking about it, An Yi feared being recognized, so he quickly changed his face to Pockmark Wang’s.
Pockmark Wang—aside from a few freckles—was completely plain-looking. Unless someone scrutinized him closely, he was hard to distinguish.
"Xiao Hu, take a look. Which one is the counterfeit maker?"
A middle-aged man with a thin, dry build and an eight-character mustache asked his worker, hands clasped behind his back.
Xiao Hu quickly stepped forward, examined each person one by one, scanning their faces.
Then he ran back and said to the mustached man, "Manager Zheng, the counterfeit maker isn’t in here!"
Manager Zheng frowned. "No? Look again! I heard last night two people came into this very inn!"
These days, ever since the Xu Family latched onto the city lord’s thigh, they had become arrogant in Qi City, even able to command the city guards at will. They would investigate even the smallest matters.
"Manager, this guy is in league with the counterfeit maker!"
The worker pointed at Ye Tian, having clearly recognized him.
He remembered that An Yi and Ye Tian had entered the Xu Family Restaurant together.
With a clatter, a dozen spears aimed at Ye Tian.
Ye Tian instinctively grabbed his Dragon Coil Halberd, releasing a terrifying killing intent that made the guards take a step back.
An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.
He could change faces, but Ye Tian couldn’t. He was caught!
"Rebellious! You dare mess with the Xu Family? Take him down!"
Manager Zheng stroked his mustache, speaking arrogantly.
Ye Tian raised his halberd just slightly. "Hold on! You—you’re Manager Zheng!"
Manager Zheng scoffed. "What’s that supposed to mean? Everyone in Qi City knows me, Zheng Dachun!"
"I’m Ye Tian! Little Tian! Manager Zheng, do you remember me?"
Ye Tian’s face lit up with joy as he quickly spoke.
He remembered that Zheng was the steward who always accompanied Xu Yiyun.
Waste Ye Tian?
Zheng Dachun looked Ye Tian up and down, apparently recognizing him. "Oh my, isn’t this Young Master Ye? What a coincidence, running into you here..."
He replied with forced politeness, his mind already racing on how to proceed.
A city guard squad leader asked curiously, "Manager Zheng, should we still take him down?"
"Take him down? Your head!" Zheng Dachun shoved his head in mock anger. "Uncultured fool! This is the Third Young Master of the Ye Family!"
"Then what about the fake gold coins?" the worker pressed hesitantly.
Zheng Dachun pretended not to hear and quickly stepped forward to shake Ye Tian’s hand. "Young Master Ye, I hardly recognized you—you’ve changed so much over the years!"
"And you’ve gotten older," Ye Tian said bluntly.
Zheng Dachun’s mouth twitched as he forced a smile. "Since you’ve come to Qi City, why not drop by the mansion for a visit? We’ve all been thinking of you."
Ye Tian smiled but said nothing.
The Xu Family Restaurant was part of the Xu Family’s assets.
Yesterday, they had planned to get in touch with the Xu Family through the restaurant.
Who knew they would run into that mess?
"Young Master Ye, please come to the mansion to rest!" Zheng Dachun made an inviting gesture.
Seeing that Ye Tian was about to leave with Zheng Dachun for the Xu Family, An Yi quickly called out, "Chotto matte!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Tian turned around.
When he saw Pockmark Wang’s face, he was stunned.
What was Pockmark Wang doing here?
Zheng Dachun looked at Pockmark Wang with interest, musing, "And you are?"
"I’m his master!" An Yi said in a calm, composed tone.
Hearing the voice, Ye Tian knew for sure.
This guy was An Yi!
But how had he become Pockmark Wang?
The more he interacted with An Yi, the more he sensed how incredible his abilities were.
"You? Young Master Ye’s master?"
Zheng Dachun stared at the sycophantic-looking face of Pockmark Wang and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"
An Yi thought for a moment and quickly laughed. "Haha! Slip of the tongue! I meant to say I’m his attendant."
At this point, Ye Tian was about to show off at the Xu Family. If he introduced himself as his master, it would completely undercut Ye Tian’s image.
So for now, he’d switch roles, pretend to be Ye Tian’s attendant, and help him look good.
"That’s more like it."
Zheng Dachun’s eyes softened, and he waved his hand. "Come along, then."
An Yi chuckled and followed. "Okay!"
Watching Manager Zheng walk away, the city guards were bewildered.
They had started this big raid, and now it was just ending like this?
The Xu Family was getting more and more ridiculous! The Xu Family’s eldest daughter hadn’t even married into the city lord’s household yet, and they were already treating them like monkeys.
What would happen once she became the city lord’s wife? Probably even worse.
One guard smiled as he felt the two gold coins in his pocket, his heart burning with delight.
This trip? A huge score!
Then, as he kept fumbling, something felt off.
"Damn it, where did my gold coins go!"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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.
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.”
