Fu Yuanzhong genuinely considered Little Wei's suggestion for a moment.
"She is quite good-looking," he admitted.
Just a bit cold in personality.
"So, any interest?" Little Wei was about to cling to Fu Yuanzhong again when Youyin tugged at her sleeve.
"Mind your behavior," Youyin chided inwardly, slightly annoyed.
Why did she keep throwing herself at men? Had she ever considered her feelings?
Little Wei: ???
What? How was she misbehaving?
What more did they want from her?
"Men and women should maintain propriety."
The moment these words landed, Fu Yuanzhong and Little Wei shot Youyin a strange look.
Damn, where did this old-fashioned relic come from?
It's 2022—what's wrong with a little more bromance?
Though she thought it, Little Wei didn't dare say it aloud. She was afraid of getting scolded by Si, since Sister Si could be quite fierce.
"That may be true, but right now, I don’t have feelings for any girl. These things depend on fate," Fu Yuanzhong said to Little Wei.
"Where do you usually live?" Little Wei pressed.
No problem—if conditions weren’t right, they could create them. Feelings could be nurtured.
"Ah, I’m still looking. I haven’t been down the mountain for long, so I’m staying in a hotel for now. My master told me to spread the teachings of Taoism far and wide. Besides taking on tasks, I also need to find disciples," Fu Yuanzhong replied with a faint smile.
But finding disciples was a matter of fate, and Fu Yuanzhong wasn’t in a hurry.
"How about living across from your place?" Little Wei turned to Youyin.
Youyin understood Little Wei was trying to set up Jiang Chu and Fu Yuanzhong. Though it was a bit reckless, Fu Yuanzhong didn’t seem like a shady person. Having him as a neighbor wouldn’t be bad.
"Is that okay?" Fu Yuanzhong asked Youyin.
He wasn’t picky about where he lived.
Of course, being neighbors with a feng shui master would be beneficial. Their practices differed, and learning more would help refine his skills.
"The unit across is indeed up for sale, but the area we live in is a bit pricey."
Youyin wasn’t looking down on Fu Yuanzhong—it was just that he’d just come down the mountain and likely wasn’t flush with cash.
"That’s not a big issue. I took on a few big jobs after coming down and earned some money," Fu Yuanzhong said with a slight smile.
Hearing this, Youyin had no further objections.
The group soon left the house and bid farewell to the client.
Fu Yuanzhong was an honest man and didn’t ask for a reward, but the client was generous. After inspecting the property, they still gave Fu Yuanzhong 100,000 yuan.
Youyin received a million and accepted it without hesitation—this was Little Wei’s living fund.
The rewards made even Little Wei a little envious.
Damn, she almost wanted to become a feng shui master herself. But the mysteries of metaphysics ran deep, and it wasn’t something one could master overnight.
Plus, ghostly cultivation just felt plain weird.
"Feng shui masters are a lucrative business," Little Wei mused.
Si’s lips twitched. "If you have the skills, you’ll earn even more later."
"Eh, a few million is enough for me. I just need enough to live comfortably for a lifetime," Little Wei said. She wasn’t the greedy type.
"That might not be enough. If you become a god, your needs will be greater."
After all, gods lived long lives.
But then again, becoming a god didn’t necessarily mean spending money. Take Chi Mu—he had no desires, so even if he lazed around for centuries, it wouldn’t bother him.
"Oh, then I’d better hurry up and grind if I want to become a god," Little Wei sighed.
So even gods couldn’t escape the fate of being tools.
Si rubbed her temples but didn’t bother arguing.
The strangest thing right now was that the other host still hadn’t appeared.
And no one could’ve guessed that this host would be completely unexpected.
Because…
He had transmigrated into Zhao Xi’s younger brother—Zhao Hanyu.
Now, he was just a poor, unlucky kid.
Zhao Hanyu glared at the ball on the ground, his face dark.
"System, did the rival company rig this? What kind of garbage identity is this?" Zhao Hanyu was fuming.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
"I don’t know either," the system whimpered.
"Others start at the peak, while I’m still stuck in the tutorial zone," Zhao Hanyu grumbled, nearly suffocating from frustration.
He already had a guess about the other host.
He was just plain unlucky.
From the moment he became a host, he’d never received any proper plot introductions—just fragments of memories and tasks to fulfill wishes.
He’d been thrilled about this event since he’d stubbornly completed the last two missions.
But now? This damn world gave him the body of a brat.
The worst part was having a mother who hovered over him constantly.
Zhao Hanyu was beyond annoyed.
"Just endure it. The male and female leads seem normal for now. Your mission is just to kill them, right?" the system soothed.
True. Zhao Xi’s existence was a threat to Zhao Hanyu. In his past life, this innocent younger brother had been schemed to death by Zhao Xi and her simp, Xu Yichen.
If not for a tiny oversight that tipped off the company, he wouldn’t have had a chance to fulfill his wish.
"But I can’t just stay like this, can I?" Zhao Hanyu felt like his prostate was swelling.
At the very least, he should’ve gotten a functional adult body—not a kid’s. What if Zhao Xi strangled him before he even grew up?
Damn it!
The thought made him even more miserable.
"Take it slow. If all else fails, prioritize survival. Even partial completion will earn points. With our current ranking, we’ll still get decent rewards," the system continued consoling the unlucky Zhao Hanyu.
"Fine. I really envy the female host in this world. Why is her luck so much better?" Zhao Hanyu sighed.
He wondered when his streak of bad luck would end.
"There, there. Let’s not compare. Be good!"
The system patiently coaxed Zhao Hanyu.
With such an unlucky host, if it didn’t pamper him, he’d throw tantrums every day.
"In that case, you should move in as soon as possible. Do you need help?"
Jiang Chu watched the previous owner of the opposite unit, who was grinning ear to ear.
What homeowner wouldn’t love a buyer who paid in full?
But…
Why was the buyer some superstitious quack?
Jiang Chu’s lips twitched as he glanced at the ancestor whistling in the living room.
"Ancestor, was this your doing?" Jiang Chu didn’t know what to say.
Though city neighbors weren’t particularly close, living right across meant they’d bump into each other often. Plus, since Fu Yuanzhong was in the same line of work as Youyin, interactions were inevitable.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
