An Yi's actions stunned the entire hall.
No one had expected that this plain-looking attendant would be so arrogant!
Xu Chun's eyes narrowed slightly.
The stewards of the Xu family were part of the leadership, all elites selected through rigorous screening from the core clan members.
This particular steward was not exceptionally strong, but neither was he weak, possessing strength at the mid-stage of Spirit Gathering.
No one imagined he would be so thoroughly humiliated by one of Ye Tian's attendants!
"This is going too far!"
In the great hall, members of the Xu family rose to their feet, glaring at An Yi with anger.
Forcing a member of their family to kneel was a direct slap to their faces!
An Yi withdrew his Spirit Control Technique and said with a smile, "No need to be so tense. I was just trying to lighten the mood. This old fellow got a little too worked up."
The Xu family steward, who had been forced to his knees by the technique, gritted his teeth and stood up, staring at An Yi with a look of wariness.
He knew in his heart that this attendant was no pushover.
Xu Yiyun, who had remained silent the whole time, twisted a strand of hair around her finger and fixed her gaze on An Yi, a trace of curiosity flickering in her eyes.
"And who exactly are you, sir?"
Xu Chun demanded coldly, his face filled with caution.
An Yi clapped his hands. "Nobody important. Just Pockmark Wang."
Pockmark Wang...
The crowd in the hall murmured the name, exchanging confused glances.
A man who could force a mid-stage Spirit Gathering cultivator to kneel must be at least at the peak of Spirit Gathering, if not the Heavenly Constellation stage.
By all logic, a figure of such strength should not be unknown, yet none of them had ever heard of any Pockmark Wang.
Seeing An Yi take action, Xu Chun realized that Ye Tian had come prepared. He softened his tone slightly and said, "Ye Tian, what will it take for you to call off the engagement?"
Ye Tian looked at Xu Chun and said flatly, "Back then, when the Xu family was down and out, it was the Ye family that extended a helping hand, allowing the Xus to establish themselves in Qi City. That was only about ten years ago, wasn't it?"
Hearing this, the Xu family members looked uncomfortable.
But it was true that the Xu family's rise to its current status would not have been possible without the Ye family's support.
Now that the Ye family had barely survived a major disaster, the Xus were in a hurry to break off the engagement, kicking them while they were down. It was indeed shameless.
"This is a matter between the Xu and Ye families. Don't drag Yiyun and yourself into it! I won't marry my daughter to anyone she doesn't want, even if the heavens themselves try to force it!"
Xu Chun declared with forceful conviction, as if he were a loving father genuinely concerned for his daughter.
An Yi was amazed, almost tempted to applaud Xu Chun.
This guy was really something.
With a few words, he had managed to separate the broken engagement from the Xu family's debt to the Ye family.
Ye Tian gave a cold laugh and swept his gaze over Xu Chun. "Back then, you were the one who came begging for a marriage alliance to latch onto the Ye family. Now you're setting yourself up as a saintly father!
Xu Chun, your knack for flipping your words is truly remarkable!"
That was harsh, and Xu Chun's face turned the color of pig liver.
But the facts were what they were.
Back then, betrothing his daughter Xu Yiyun to Ye Tian in a childhood engagement was indeed a way to attach himself to the mighty Ye family, letting the Xu clan rise through their influence.
Now that the Ye family had offended the Divine Spirit Sect and was nearly wiped out, what use were they?
Xu Chun naturally kept his distance, especially since his daughter had caught the eye of the Young City Lord.
Although the City Lord's residence was inferior to the Ye family, the former overlords of Lingchuan Domain, it was still quite formidable.
After all, the Xu family's current reputation for unchecked lawlessness in Qi City depended heavily on the City Lord's support.
Ye Tian turned his gaze to Xu Yiyun. His eyes no longer held any hope—only indifference.
He had finally understood. Five years ago, when Xu Yiyun had shyly said she would marry him, it was all a lie to exploit the Ye family.
Even at a young age, she knew how to put on an act.
Poor fool that he was, he had believed it and carried that thought for five whole years.
Ye Tian's expression turned icy. He pulled the marriage contract from his pocket. "A marriage contract, is it? I don't care about it anymore—"
"Just give me fifty thousand gold coins, and this contract is null and void!"
An Yi quickly put a stop to it when he saw Ye Tian about to foolishly tear up the contract.
If he tore it now, wouldn't that play right into Xu Chun's hands?
Cursing him out might feel good, but it was useless!
Ye Tian was taken aback, staring at An Yi in disbelief.
This bastard actually wanted to sell his marriage contract for money! How did he come up with that?
"If it's on the table, don't waste it. Leave it to me. After it's done, I'll split you fifty-fifty," An Yi whispered to Ye Tian in a low voice.
Ye Tian nodded slightly.
Traveling all the way from Luo Family Town to Qi City just to curse them out and leave felt like a waste.
Might as well give the Xu family a hard time.
Let them see just how shameless and troublesome this guy could be.
"Fifty thousand gold coins?"
Xu Chun sneered contemptuously. "Sir, aren't you being a bit too outrageous?"
Fifty thousand gold coins was a huge sum, but not out of reach for the Xu family.
"Really?"
An Yi raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Back then, your Xu family shamelessly used the engagement as an excuse to siphon off resources from the Ye family. That was worth way more than fifty thousand gold coins, wasn't it?"
"You—!"
Xu Chun's face turned ashen, and he trembled with rage.
"Fifty thousand gold coins, not a single copper less!"
An Yi's expression turned arrogant, his brazenness evident even through Pockmark Wang's ordinary face.
"A friend of Ye Tian's used counterfeit gold coins at the Xu family’s restaurant, racking up over five thousand gold coins. How do you plan to account for that?"
One of the Xu family stewards spoke up in accusation.
"That's right. Ye Tian had ill intentions from the start, using fake coins to cheat our Xu family!"
Other stewards chimed in.
An Yi picked at his ear, blew on his little finger, and looked at Ye Tian. "That guy who made the fake coins—was he a friend of yours?"
Ye Tian paused. "Yes... but we weren't close!"
He immediately caught on—An Yi was trying to separate him from any association with the counterfeit coin maker.
"You see! He admitted that person was his friend!"
The steward who had been forced to kneel earlier spoke up eagerly, as if he had found a handle.
"An acquaintance you're not close to? Who hasn't met a few bad apples in their life? What, are you trying to punish him by association?"
An Yi raised an eyebrow and taunted.
Ye Tian could hardly stop himself from giving An Yi a thumbs-up.
This guy didn't even spare himself when being ruthless!
The steward's face turned red with exasperation. "Either way, he can't escape responsibility!"
"Would you make your son call your friend 'Dad'? Even if your wife agreed, the blood wouldn't match! They're just friends!"
An Yi said patiently. "Since it's just an acquaintance, don't try to force a connection. If you want the marriage contract, it's fifty thousand gold coins—not a single copper less!"
Xu Chun stared at An Yi, his tone laced with menace. "And what if I refuse?"
An Yi let out a cold laugh. "Oh, not much. Just that the entire city of Qi will soon know that Xu Chun's daughter, Xu Yiyun, is a secondhand woman—still bound by one engagement while carrying on with the Young City Lord, all to climb the social ladder!"
"You bastard!"
Even Xu Chun, with all his patience, could not hold back this time.
His water spiritual power surged, flooding the entire hall.
"Ha! Just what I was waiting for!"
An Yi grinned widely.
With a wave of his hand, a streak of crimson-red flame materialized from his palm and swept forward.
The surrounding water-based spiritual energy was instantly expelled and vaporized!
"Nine Yang Divine Fire!"
Ye Tian and Xu Chun gasped in shock, blurting out in unison.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with 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.
