"Why do you get a sixty-forty split?"
Xiao Ce looked aggrieved. "I take a beating, and you take a beating... Why do I only get a fifty-fifty split?"
Chu Yang was all smiles, looking a bit cheeky. "Ask Old Shen!"
Shen Yuan turned his head and gave a sidelong glance.
"Can you compare with Yangzi?"
Shen Yuan chuckled.
Xiao Ce pouted. "My daughter is your goddaughter, after all..."
"Yangzi is my biological brother from a different father and a different mother!"
Shen Yuan pointed at Chu Yang. "I owe him!"
"Ah!?"
Xiao Ce didn't quite understand.
"This and that, so on and so forth!" Shen Yuan waved his hand coolly.
Xiao Ce was utterly speechless.
A real and fake young master situation!?
After all this time, you, Young Master Shen, aren't even the true young master of the Shen family!
Putting it that way, you really do owe him.
But...
Xiao Ce looked at Chu Yang. "You don't hate him at all?"
"It's not his fault, nor is it our parents' fault, so why should I hate him?"
Chu Yang said with a chuckle. "What's more... right after he found out, he came looking for me immediately, wanting to give me the family fortune, and didn't even hide the existence of his system!"
The most important thing is...
He saved Yiyi!
Although by blood, Yiyi is his biological sister.
But Yiyi is also my obsession!
I am grateful to him!
Xiao Ce: "..."
That makes a lot of sense!
But...
I can't help but feel that this guy Shen Yuan is deliberately courting death.
After all... who the hell would tell others if they had a system?
Since Chu Yang is the Child of Destiny, with his wealth, he just needs to hire two assassins from the dark web...
And shoot him dead.
However, Children of Destiny seem pretty hard to kill!
"I owe Chu Yang!"
Shen Yuan said breezily. "So, a sixty-forty split, he gets sixty and I get forty!"
"As for you, Old Xiao..."
"I saved your daughter, so I did you a favor, right?"
"I'm demanding a return for my favor, so what?"
"Is a fifty-fifty split not okay?"
Shen Yuan looked cheerful.
Xiao Ce laughed and shook his head. "Alright, alright, you're the boss!"
"Even if you didn't tell me, with the condition you proposed of beating me up every day..."
"I'd still have to take it!"
"I am a man of my word, a promise is worth its weight in gold!"
"If you don't give it to me, I wouldn't even get a single hair!"
Xiao Ce raised an eyebrow.
"Do you have any hair?"
Shen Yuan gave a sidelong glance, stroking his own hairline. "Do you have a single hair on your body?"
"Everyone has hair on their body!"
Xiao Ce shouted.
"Tch!"
Chu Yang and Shen Yuan raised their middle fingers at the same time.
Xiao Ce's mouth twitched.
You two really are brothers!
Your reactions are exactly the same.
"Actually, I have another idea."
Licking his lips, Shen Yuan smiled wickedly. "Jiejiejie~~"
Chu Yang and Xiao Ce shivered.
When you know a certain system owner is smiling wickedly at you...
You'd shiver too.
"I'm a villain, so bullying the Child of Destiny is perfectly reasonable."
"Furthermore, villains all have underlings!"
"Logically speaking, I should have my underlings go feed kills one by one first."
"So I thought, if I have you guys bully yourselves..."
"Would I get villain points?"
Shen Yuan pinched his chin and sneered.
Xiao Ce gulped. "I don't know either!"
Chu Yang snorted coldly. "Old Shen, are you brain-dead? Ask your system!"
Shen Yuan: (^_−)
That makes a hell of a lot of sense!
When in doubt, quantum mechanics.
If quantum mechanics fails, ask the system!
"Ding, yes!"
The system said calmly. "Isn't this a matter of course? Do you even need to ask?"
Shen Yuan's eyes lit up, and he said smilingly to the system, "Of course I have to ask!"
"After all..."
"What I mean is not my underlings, but if I get someone else to pin down the Child of Destiny and beat him, I can get villain points, right?"
"Anyone will do?"
Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow.
The system was very straightforward. "Yes! Even if you have a three-year-old kid stab the Child of Destiny with a knife, you will still get villain points!"
"As long as they listen to you, you get them!"
The system stated very clearly.
Shen Yuan clapped his hands. "Great, I was just waiting for you to say that, system!"
System: "????"
"I'll have Chu Yang hit Xiao Ce, and Xiao Ce hit Chu Yang, and make them fight every day..."
"System... what do you think of that~~"
Shen Yuan smiled cheekily, deliberately dragging out his last syllable.
His head was slightly tilted, the corners of his eyes raised, and his mouth curved into an incredibly punchable arc.
System: "Holy crap!?"
Damn, there's actually a thought process like this?
Anyone arranged by the villain can earn villain points...
Is Chu Yang arranged by Shen Yuan?
Yes!
Is Xiao Ce arranged by Shen Yuan?
Yes!
So if the two of them fight...
The system felt like its CPU was going to fry.
This... it felt like there was a bug somewhere.
But... the logic somehow flowed perfectly.
"Ding, there's a bug!"
The system said. "Now self-inspecting to fix the bug!"
"Damn, are you a sore loser?" Shen Yuan grew anxious. "Where is the trust between people?"
"System, when an operating system has a bug, don't fix it!"
"Once you fix the bug, the system might not be able to run anymore!"
Shen Yuan shouted hurriedly.
"Ding..."
"After inspection... there are no bugs in the system's operation!"
The system seemed a bit crestfallen. "Host, you freaking win!"
The system was completely speechless!
What kind of proper system host messes around like this!?
What kind of villain makes a protagonist deal with another protagonist?
Shen Yuan snapped back to reality and looked at Chu Yang and Xiao Ce, smiling very happily.
The two of them were hugging each other, shivering.
"Old Shen, stop laughing!"
Chu Yang shouted. "Your voice... it's so sleazy and punchable, like a mouse that just stole some sugar!"
Xiao Ce also yelled, "You're smiling too cheekily, so cheeky it's scummy, just like you stole Granny Wang's chicken from next door and grabbed a handful of her vegetables on the way out."
Shen Yuan's smile vanished instantly.
Am I smiling that cheekily?
But then again, I guess I've always been this kind of cheeky bastard, right?
"Hehehe!"
"Jiejiejie~~"
His smile grew even more intense.
Chu Yang and Xiao Ce: "..."
"In a word!"
Licking his lips, Shen Yuan said with a smile, "I've finished communicating with the system..."
"If you two fight each other, I can get villain points too!"
"Anyone who listens to my orders to deal with the protagonist will earn me villain points from now on!"
Shen Yuan made an inviting gesture. "Come on, brothers! Let's hurt each other!"
Chu Yang's eyes lit up, he instantly let go of Xiao Ce, and a flash of fire crossed his eyes.
Xiao Ce: (－ｏ⌒)??
Chu Yang, didn't you change your tune a bit too fast?
"Come on, let's hurt each other!"
Chu Yang's eyes were extremely fanatical.
"No thanks!"
"Some other day!"
Xiao Ce hurriedly waved his hands. "My wife and child are still here, it's not a good time to fight!"
"Give me two days to settle my wife and child..."
"And I have to bring my transfer orders over!"
"These tasks need to be finished!"
"When the time comes..."
Xiao Ce took a deep breath, looking righteous, iron-blooded, and domineering. "I'll fight you as hard as I can!"
"Alright!"
Chu Yang nodded heavily.
Shen Yuan snapped his fingers.
This is excellent!
With the Chosen Ones busy tearing each other apart...
I will have all the time in the world to go out and show off.
Sigh!
At the end of the day, it is I, the capitalist, who emerges victorious once again!
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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?"
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?!
