The Shen family's ancestral estate, Second Ring Road, Beijing.
The second basement level of the backyard.
This place was once an air-raid shelter used by the Shen family to store top-secret files and contraband.
The walls were three-meter-thick reinforced concrete lined with lead plates, achieving absolute zero-decibel soundproofing.
Not even cell phone signals or the electromagnetic waves of miniature reconnaissance devices could penetrate it.
It was pure isolation from the outside world.
Now, this three-hundred-square-meter basement had been transformed into an extremely luxurious yet bizarrely eerie prison cell.
The floor was covered with the highest quality Persian carpets.
A wide leather sofa sat against the wall, facing a 120-inch ultra-clear LCD screen.
On the screen, subscription codes for extremely expensive virtual assets and luxury goods from all over the world were scrolling by.
Lu Bai slumped on the carpet.
His limited-edition floral Gucci shirt was soaked with cold sweat, and the Chrome Hearts silver chain around his neck looked utterly ridiculous.
He stared blankly at the enclosed walls around him.
Even now, his brain was still buzzing.
His arrogance at the banquet.
The sudden freezing of his accounts.
And then being forcibly shoved into a car by two towering men in black, brought directly to this windowless underground fortress.
Everything had happened too fast.
So fast that his so-called God-Tier Simp System hadn't even had time to issue a survival quest.
Click.
The incredibly heavy solid steel door was pushed open from the outside.
Piercing white light spilled from the corridor into the basement.
Shen Fei walked in.
He wore a solid black shirt and brought no one else with him.
As Shen Fei entered, the door closed and locked behind him.
Only the two of them remained in the entire space.
The moment Lu Bai saw Shen Fei, it was as if he had seen an evil spirit from hell. He flinched violently backward until his back hit the cold wall.
Who... who exactly are you?
Lu Bai's voice trembled.
What are you trying to do by locking me up here? I am a lawful citizen! This is illegal imprisonment!
He tried to use the law to embolden himself.
Even though he knew it was meaningless in front of a man who could make the three major banks freeze his accounts in an instant.
Shen Fei ignored his clamoring.
He walked over to the leather sofa and sat down naturally.
Crossing his legs.
Then, he looked at Lu Bai and said something that instantly plunged Lu Bai into an icy abyss.
Your God-Tier System has a maximum cashback multiplier of one hundred times, right?
Dead silence.
Deathly silence filled the basement.
Lu Bai's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks in that instant.
His heart felt as if it had been ruthlessly squeezed by an invisible hand, and even his breathing stopped.
The system!
His biggest secret!
The trump card he thought only he knew about in this world!
It was actually exposed by the man in front of him in such an extremely plain and direct manner.
What... what are you talking about... what system... I don't understand...
Lu Bai shook his head desperately, stammering as he tried to deny it.
Shen Fei watched his clumsy performance.
Finding it somewhat dull.
Stop pretending.
Shen Fei tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the sofa.
Spending money on women with a system rating of 90 points or higher guarantees a ten-times return, capped at a hundred times.
The money earned can be withdrawn without limits into real-world accounts.
With every sentence Shen Fei spoke.
Lu Bai's face grew a shade paler.
Until finally, he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, having completely lost all his defense mechanisms.
His trump card had been seen through.
Seen through so thoroughly that nothing was left hidden.
Are... are you a host too? Lu Bai looked at Shen Fei in despair.
Shen Fei didn't answer such a stupid question.
He took a tiny black remote control out of his pocket.
Since everything is out in the open.
Let's talk about your upcoming job.
Shen Fei pressed the remote.
The wall on one side of the basement suddenly slid open, revealing a row of highly advanced computer terminals.
The terminals were connected to dozens of anonymous offshore ghost accounts.
All your real-world accounts, including those hidden ones in Swiss banks, have been completely sealed off by me. Your name is at the very top of the Financial Regulatory Bureau's blacklist.
Shen Fei's tone was flat.
In this country, you cannot spend or withdraw a single cent right now.
But your system is still usable.
Shen Fei stood up.
Walked over to Lu Bai.
Looking down from above at this once arrogant God-Tier Tycoon.
Starting today.
I will arrange for ten different top-tier women, all with a system rating of 95 points or higher, to take turns accompanying you in this basement every day.
Shen Fei's voice carried an extreme, capitalistic ruthlessness.
What you need to do.
Is continuously foot the bill for them within the system.
Buy stocks, buy yachts, buy those virtual assets that you can't even see or touch.
For every transaction.
The cashback money from the system must be immediately transferred through the encrypted terminals here into the offshore accounts I designate.
Hearing these words.
Lu Bai was completely dumbfounded.
He stared blankly at Shen Fei, his brain unable to even process this incredibly absurd information.
Arranging top-tier women for him to throw money at?
And then handing over all the system's cashback to Shen Fei?
What was this?!
He, the chosen one possessing the God-Tier Tycoon System, was actually going to be reduced to a tool locked in a basement, farming money for someone else day and night?!
A human ATM?
Lu Bai finally realized, letting out a roar of despair and anger.
In your dreams!!
That's my system! Why should I make money for you!
I won't do it! The worst that can happen is death! Just kill me!
Lu Bai scrambled up from the ground, trying to lunge at Shen Fei.
He was unresigned!
He would rather die than be penned up here like an animal to serve as a cash machine!
But before he could even rush in front of Shen Fei.
Shen Fei's eyes turned slightly cold.
Die?
You think it's that simple.
Shen Fei brought the fingers of his right hand together like a sword.
System, redeem the Life and Death Talisman!
Ding!
1000 Villain Points deducted. Life and Death Talisman successfully redeemed.
A piece of ice, thin as a cicada's wing and radiating a faint blue freezing aura, instantly formed at Shen Fei's fingertips.
This was the most vicious hidden weapon from the Heavenly Dragon world. After being enhanced by the system, it was an absolute, unsolvable existence.
Go.
Shen Fei flicked his finger.
Swoosh!
That thin piece of faint blue ice instantly sank into Lu Bai's chest.
Lu Bai only felt a chill in his chest.
The next second.
A terrifyingly intense itch, mixed with a bone-deep agonizing pain, violently erupted from his meridians!
Ah!!!
Lu Bai screamed miserably as he collapsed to the floor.
He rolled frantically on the carpet, his hands clawing desperately at his own skin.
The sensation was like tens of thousands of ants gnawing at his internal organs and sucking on his bone marrow.
He wanted to tear his own skin open.
He wanted to dig out his own heart.
Begging for life was impossible.
Begging for death was denied!
Kill me... please... just kill me!!!
Tears and snot streamed down Lu Bai's face as he frantically smashed his head against the ground, producing heavy thuds.
But even though he split his scalp open, the soul-deep torment didn't diminish in the slightest.
Shen Fei stood quietly to the side.
Watching Lu Bai roll and howl on the floor.
A full five minutes passed.
Only then did Shen Fei reach out his hand and gently clench it in the empty air.
The flare-up of the Life and Death Curse temporarily ceased.
Lu Bai slumped on the ground like a dying fish out of water.
He gasped heavily for air.
His clothes were entirely soaked with sweat and blood.
In his eyes, there was no longer any arrogance or defiance.
Only extreme terror remained.
Absolute terror toward Shen Fei, and toward that indescribable agony.
"Now."
Shen Fei walked up to Lu Bai.
His leather shoe gently nudged Lu Bai's shoulder.
"Do you still want to die?"
Lu Bai's entire body trembled violently.
He shook his head desperately, scrambling and crawling to hug Shen Fei's pant leg.
"I don't want to die... I won't die..."
"I'll be obedient... I'll listen to everything you say..."
"I'll do whatever you tell me to do... I'll farm money for you... I'll be your dog..."
Lu Bai's psychological defenses.
Were utterly crushed before the pain of the Life and Death Curse, which far exceeded the limits of human endurance.
Dignity.
The pride of a divine tycoon.
All of it turned to dog shit.
Now, he only wanted to live, even if it meant living like a maggot without freedom.
[Ding!]
[The Child of Fortune Lu Bai's convictions have completely collapsed!]
[Successfully converted into a state of absolute enslavement!]
[Target's Fortune Value has been permanently locked! You may now infinitely exploit his system's value!]
Listening to the system's prompt.
Shen Fei shook off Lu Bai's hands.
"Very good."
Shen Fei glanced at the row of computer terminals.
"Get to work."
"Today's quota is twenty billion."
"If you fail, the Life and Death Curse will activate for half an hour."
With that said.
Shen Fei turned and walked toward the heavy door.
Click.
The door locked shut once more.
Inside the basement.
Lu Bai slumped in front of the computer screens.
He looked at the dull numbers on the screen and swallowed hard in despair.
Soon.
A hidden door on the other side of the basement opened.
Two top-tier young models with smoking hot bodies and beauty scores over 95 walked in, wearing extremely revealing clothes.
They had been brought in by Shen Fei through special channels. Having received an astronomical hush fee, their only job was to accompany this madman here to spend money.
"Young Master Lu~" the models leaned against Lu Bai coquettishly.
Lu Bai looked at these two exquisite beauties who would have once made him drool.
At this moment, however, he had no worldly desires whatsoever.
His vision just went dark.
With trembling hands, he opened the spending interface of his Tycoon System.
"Buy... I'll buy it all for you..."
Crying, Lu Bai frantically clicked the payment button.
[Ding! Ten million spent, triggering a fifty-fold cashback!]
[Five hundred million in funds have been transferred to the designated overseas account!]
...
Outside the basement.
Shen Fei stood in the corridor.
His phone screen lit up.
It was a deposit notification text from a private overseas bank.
[Funds of 500,000,000.00 Yuan have been successfully deposited into your account ending in 8888.]
A few seconds later.
Another message.
[Funds of 1,000,000,000.00 Yuan have been successfully deposited into your account ending in 8888.]
Shen Fei watched these terrifying, constantly jumping numbers.
He knew.
From today onward.
The Shen Empire would never again be constrained by any capital chain in the grand chess game of the capital city.
With a tireless, day-and-night tycoon money-printing machine.
The Shen family.
Could truly begin to bulldoze everything in its path.
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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.
