"Marrow Cleansing Dew, Qi Refining Pills!"
Chu Yang let out a breath. "Redeem them, redeem a few more bottles!"
Shen Yuan's face twitched.
Spending four hundred villain points, he redeemed twenty bottles of basic healing pills for each of them.
As for the Qi Refining Pills... they were a bit pricey!
To think they actually cost thirty villain points a bottle.
And so, spending six hundred villain points, he redeemed twenty bottles for them.
Naturally, he didn't hide the Marrow Cleansing Dew either and redeemed it directly.
"Good, good, good!"
Chu Yang licked his lips. "Old Xiao, shall we continue later?"
Xiao Ce cackled. "Yeah, we'll continue later!"
Shen Yuan: "..."
Are all Children of Destiny freaking maniacs?
"Just do whatever you want!"
Shen Yuan waved his hand. "Cezi, pay more attention to Ling Zhantian's matter. Also, three days from now, you guys are coming with me to a place!"
"Sure, no problem!"
Chu Yang smiled faintly. "In three days, I will be at the peak of Qi Refining, and in a week, I will step into the Foundation Establishment stage!"
Xiao Ce's mouth twitched. "You cultivate a bit faster than me. In three days, I figure I can become a Grandmaster too!"
"Wait, is it too late for me to switch to immortal cultivation now?"
Xiao Ce looked at Chu Yang, his eyes filled with anticipation. "Can you teach me how to cultivate?"
"Go ask Old Shen!"
Chu Yang pointed at Shen Yuan. "He has a system. Aren't systems supposed to be omnipotent?"
Xiao Ce looked at Shen Yuan with a pitiful expression.
Dark lines formed on Shen Yuan's forehead. "It'll all be the same once you reach Foundation Establishment! Besides, it's perfectly reasonable that you're slower than Chu Yang!"
"You're Epic tier, and he's Legendary tier!"
"Even if you switch to immortal cultivation, you still won't catch up to him!"
Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow.
Xiao Ce coughed. "Could you not speak such harsh truths?"
Shen Yuan shrugged and turned to leave.
Xiao Ce and Chu Yang looked at each other. "Shall we go at it?"
Chu Yang was silent for a second. "Let's rest for a bit first!"
Xiao Ce nodded. "That works too!"
"But we can't do this tonight, alright!"
Xiao Ce stated his condition. "I have things to do tonight!"
"What could you possibly have to do?" Chu Yang was curious.
Xiao Ce's mouth skewed into a smirk. "Tch, I can tell at a glance that you're a single dog!"
"I have to go back and get busy with Zhihan tonight. I need to give Yuanyuan a little brother or sister."
Xiao Ce cackled. "Single dog, you're just a single dog!"
"You can't comprehend my happiness!"
"Hehehe!"
Xiao Ce laughed very happily.
Chu Yang's face darkened.
"What the hell are you laughing at!"
He threw a punch at Xiao Ce. "In your twenties, it's exactly the age to be out there hustling!"
"And you're actually addicted to the comforts of a woman's embrace?"
"A soft nest is a hero's tomb!"
"What do you mean, adding a little brother or sister!"
"In this day and age, it's all about fighting!"
Chu Yang howled and charged right at Xiao Ce.
Xiao Ce: Holy crap!
Don't come over here!
You're just jealous and full of hate!
You single dog!
Crackle, bam, pow...
The two of them started fighting again.
Inside the room, Shen Yuan yawned. "Uncle Gou, let me ask you something."
"Speak, Young Master!"
Putting down The Self-Cultivation of a Domineering CEO, Uncle Gou asked with a smile.
Shen Yuan pursed his lips. "I want to kill someone!"
"How can I kill someone reasonably, legally, and justifiably?"
Shen Yuan yawned.
Sigh!
I really am a law-abiding man!
The main thing is... we already have an Immortal Emperor, we have a God of War, and the Dragon King is still on the way.
If I were to kill people without any scruples...
I'd end up falling out with the government!
I am a patriotic person!
I love this land deeply!
Uncle Gou: "..."
"Uncle Gou, haven't you always been clamoring about encasing people in cement and sinking them into the sea?"
Shen Yuan asked again.
Uncle Gou grabbed a folding fan and gently tapped it against his palm.
Shen Yuan: ∑(O_O;)
Where did you get that fan from?
Uncle Gou waved his hand, and with a swish, the folding fan opened.
He fanned himself gently a couple of times. "Young Master, you've asked the right person!"
"Back in the day, I was also an existence who traveled far and wide, running rampant without any taboos!"
"I was a big shot loved by all, making flowers bloom upon sight, and making car tires blow out when they saw me!"
Uncle Gou sighed with emotion, his eyes full of longing.
Shen Yuan: "..."
"Ah, right, right, right, you're a big shot!"
Shen Yuan rubbed his hands together. "Then, Uncle Gou, tell me!"
"Actually, this matter is quite simple!"
Uncle Gou said calmly, "Wanting to dispose of someone silently, with our family's financial resources, is a piece of cake!"
"Whoever the Young Master wants to kill, just give the order!"
"I guarantee it will be done silently, without leaving a single shred of evidence!"
"Millions of people go missing every year... one more won't make a difference!"
Uncle Gou's face was full of smiles, but his eyes were completely ice-cold.
Shen Yuan: (ー△ー;)
"I know, I know!"
Shen Yuan said, "If it were just handling one or two, I wouldn't be worried!"
"But, I feel like I might have to handle a lot of them in the future!"
Shen Yuan scratched his head. "If the rate of killing is too frequent, it's easy to be targeted!"
"Young Master... you're just too law-abiding." Uncle Gou smiled elegantly. "Then there is a second method!"
"Please speak, Uncle Gou!" Shen Yuan said.
Uncle Gou closed the folding fan and tapped his palm. "If I'm not mistaken, that Chu Yang and Xiao Ce are both martial artists, right?"
Shen Yuan nodded. "Yes!"
"And what about you, Young Master?"
Uncle Gou asked again.
Shen Yuan smiled. "If I said that I am more powerful than both of them, would you be shocked, Uncle Gou?"
Uncle Gou shook his head gently. "The Young Master's strength is indeed above theirs."
"Moreover, your speed of improvement, Young Master, is too fast. It defies common sense!"
A smile tugged at the corners of Uncle Gou's mouth.
Shen Yuan let out a breath. "Uncle Gou, stop smiling. I'm getting a little scared!"
"Rest assured, Young Master!"
"In this world, I might hurt anyone, but I would never hurt you!"
Snapping his fingers lightly, Uncle Gou looked off into the distance. "If you want to be able to kill at will without any scruples..."
"There is only that one piece of paper..."
"A License to Kill!"
Uncle Gou clapped his hands.
"A License to Kill?"
Shen Yuan looked completely bewildered. "There's actually a license like that?"
Uncle Gou nodded as if it were a matter of course. "These days, you need a license to do anything!"
Shen Yuan: That makes so much sense... my ass!
Why would there even be a certificate like that?
"How do I get it?"
Shen Yuan took a deep breath and asked.
If he had this certificate, then he could act without any scruples.
"Young Master, there's no need to force it!"
Uncle Gou stood up. "The Young Master is already very close to that certificate!"
Shen Yuan: "?????"
"Don't ask too many questions!"
"When the time is right, the Young Master will naturally have it!"
"This kind of thing depends on destiny!"
"As long as you have the destiny for it... and I mean destiny, not cold hard cash!"
"I feel... the Young Master has that kind of destiny!"
"The Young Master only needs to wait!"
Uncle Gou yawned. "I'm an old man now. Reading for a while has made me tired. I'm going to catch up on some sleep."
Shen Yuan stared blankly at Uncle Gou.
He suddenly shouted, "Uncle Gou, what exactly is your identity?"
Uncle Gou didn't even pause his steps.
"Me? I'm just an old guy who's about to retire!"
"Aren't I just the butler who watched you grow up, Young Master?"
Uncle Gou waved his hand elegantly and left the room.
Shen Yuan curled his lips.
Whatever!
Everyone has secrets!
I won't force it.
Anyway, as for me... while I am alive, I am going to enjoy it!
And if I die... it is no loss!
I will just go back to Earth and enjoy life there!
Either way... anything goes!
I am so noble, I am so amazing!
Turns out, I really am quite selfish!
I am hungry. Time to feast on a Soul Hall Elder first!
Jiejiejie~~~
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?"
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.”
