"If you want a phone, come with me!"
Shen Yuan dragged Chu Yang away.
Very quickly...
Shen Yuan bought two of the latest Apple phones...
And transferred a million to Chu Yang...
Even though the guy didn't want the family fortune, I couldn't just rightfully assume it was mine.
The two were about to head back to the car...
Suddenly...
"Holy crap, stop!"
Shen Yuan roared, abruptly darting out.
A little girl, about six or seven years old, was wandering dazed into the flow of traffic.
Memories of his past life flashed at this moment...
Shen Yuan once again surrendered himself to adrenaline... oh, this time it was the spiritual energy of Qi Condensation.
With a swoosh, he darted over, grabbed the little girl, and landed steadily.
"Didn't your adults tell you not to run around in the road?"
Shen Yuan put the little girl down and immediately started scolding, "Where the hell are your adults? How can they be so careless..."
The little girl took one look at Shen Yuan, rolled her eyes, and fainted on the spot.
Shen Yuan: "?????"
An insurance scam?
No, this girl is covered in injuries!
I didn't use a flying kick this time, I carried her over!
Why is she covered in injuries?
Did I hold her too tightly... was it too much?
Shen Yuan looked down closely, his brows instantly furrowing.
The little girl's thin body was wrapped in a washed-out, old piece of clothing.
The bones under the fabric protruded like dry firewood.
On her exposed forearms, overlapping bruises of blue and purple were visible, the new ones still swollen, the old ones faded to a yellowish-gray.
There were also cigarette burn marks, the back of her hands swollen high, and unwashed dirt stuck under her fingernails.
The slap mark on her left cheek hadn't completely faded, the corner of her mouth was broken, and dried blood crusts stuck to her lips.
Under her right eye was a dark bruise, swollen so much it pressed her eyelid down, and the corner of her eye had a small split, crusted with blood.
Holding the little girl, Shen Yuan's killing intent rose sharply at this moment.
Chu Yang also came over.
The driver rolled down the window, cursed a couple of times, and drove off.
Chu Yang stared at the little girl, a flash of anger in his eyes.
"Phew~~"
Shen Yuan took a deep breath, "Sorry Yangzi, it seems I still have a bit of a conscience."
"I have a bit of a conscience too!"
Chu Yang's mouth twisted slightly, "Use your connections to look into this!"
"Beaten like this, how much has she suffered?"
Chu Yang looked up, "My first reaction is... human traffickers!"
Shen Yuan nodded slightly, was it the cruel practice of mutilating children for begging?
Phew~~~
Shen Yuan let out a long breath, "I'm in a bad mood! You're at the early stage of Qi Condensation now!"
Chu Yang nodded.
"I'm really pissed off right now!"
"I'll go back and get a hammer, let me beat someone up!"
Shen Yuan carried the little girl and got into his luxury car.
Chu Yang: "..."
"Fine, I'll let you beat me up!"
"I'm really pissed off too!"
Chu Yang gritted his teeth, "Unfortunately, it's a society ruled by law now, and I haven't reached the point where I can withstand a nuclear bomb."
"I can't just go kill people to vent!"
"Then I'll just get beaten to vent!"
Chu Yang pursed his lips.
Shen Yuan held the little girl's hand, continuously transferring spiritual energy into her.
Shen Yuan took out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Uncle Gou.
[Uncle Gou, see if you can find any information on this girl.]
[Three minutes, I'll send you the information you want, Young Master!]
Shen Yuan: "..."
Sure enough, Uncle Gou acts more like a domineering CEO than I do.
"Ding, Host, you can ask me!"
The system's voice suddenly sounded.
Shen Yuan was stunned, "Damn, that's right, I can ask you. Sorry, I forgot about you!"
System: "..."
What kind of person forgets their system?
"Ding, this is the daughter of a Child of Destiny!"
The system said calmly.
Shen Yuan: "..."
Alright, you don't need to say any more!
I know who it is!
Since it's not human traffickers, but the daughter of a Child of Destiny, and she's suffered so many injuries.
I know... the daughter of the God of War!
The God of War returns, sees his biological daughter living in a doghouse, and in a fit of rage, a hundred thousand soldiers return to build a luxurious doghouse for his daughter.
Three minutes passed, and Uncle Gou's information arrived.
Chu Yang leaned over as well.
Shi Yuanyuan?
The daughter of Shi Zhihan from the Shi family?
The phone rang.
"Young Master, what's going on?"
Uncle Gou asked.
"Picked her up on the road, I'll bring her back later!"
Shen Yuan said, "Are there a lot of people coming to my birthday banquet?"
"Yes, I invited the Shi family too!" Uncle Gou said.
"Alright, watch my moves tomorrow!"
Shen Yuan's mouth twisted into a smirk.
Uncle Gou: "?????"
Young Master, you're not planning to cause a scene at your own birthday banquet, are you?
Hanging up Uncle Gou's call, Shen Yuan looked down at Shi Yuanyuan, whose breathing was weak in his arms, and sighed softly.
Chu Yang's brows furrowed tighter, "The Shi family? So this child suffered in the Shi family?"
"What right do they have to be parents?"
"Even a vicious tiger won't eat its cubs!"
Chu Yang sneered.
"You're overthinking it."
Shen Yuan scoffed, slowly passing spiritual energy into Shi Yuanyuan's body through his fingertips.
Shi Yuanyuan's brows relaxed imperceptibly, and she shrank into his arms like a frightened kitten.
"Shi Zhihan never married, this girl..."
"Is the daughter of a Child of Destiny!"
Shen Yuan sneered, "This plot is a typical abuse story before the God of War's return."
Chu Yang looked astonished, "You said I'm a Child of Destiny, how can there be another Child of Destiny?"
"Who said there can only be one protagonist in this world?"
Shen Yuan scoffed, "Alright, don't worry about it!"
"Tomorrow, people from the Shi family will come..."
"Let's cause a good scene for them!"
Shen Yuan smiled sinisterly.
Chu Yang nodded, then looked a bit confused, "Tomorrow is your birthday banquet!"
"No, it's your birthday banquet!"
Shen Yuan chuckled.
Chu Yang: "..."
Shen Yuan let out a breath.
"I want the Shi family to offer their faces up willingly, and then I'll smilingly slap them swollen!"
"After all, I'm a 'polite' birthday boy."
Shen Yuan smiled brightly.
"I don't care about all that!"
Chu Yang shook his head directly, "Anyway, when Shi Yuanyuan's dad comes out, I'll just beat him half to death!"
"He's a Child of Destiny, I get rewards for beating him, what's the point of you beating him!"
Shen Yuan rolled his eyes.
"Mmm..."
Shi Yuanyuan murmured, opened her eyes, and was immediately startled, "Don't, don't hit me!"
"Uncle, I'm hungry!"
Shi Yuanyuan cried out hurriedly.
"Good girl!"
Shen Yuan said, "I'm not your uncle!"
According to the plot, the daughter of the God of War would suffer inhuman torture in the family, and finally, the God of War would rush back to slap faces.
But isn't this plot a bit sick?
Do you really need to torture a child?
Even if you tortured the God of War's wife, it wouldn't be this infuriating.
"Uncle..."
"Where am I..."
Shi Yuanyuan looked timid.
"It's okay now." Chu Yang rubbed Shi Yuanyuan's head, "No matter what grievances you have, I'll help you."
"Uncle, save Mommy, I want to find Daddy!"
Shi Yuanyuan started crying softly.
"Okay, I'll help you!"
"But for now, you can't cry anymore!"
Shen Yuan said gently, "In a bit, Chu Yang and I will pick up your sister and take her home, you come home with us first!"
"Oh, right..."
"Did your mom give you any kind of keepsake?"
"Like a jade pendant, or a ring..."
"Honestly, even a phone number would do!"
Shen Yuan held out his hand.
"I do! I have a phone number!"
Shi Yuanyuan timidly pulled a slip of paper from her pocket.
Chu Yang: ????
Wait a minute, how did you know she would have one?
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
