Lin Yu sighed.
Being used to it... is truly a good habit!
Today, I will open all your eyes!
I will make your Tang family understand...
Exactly what you have lost!
Lin Yu clenched his fists.
"If you're used to it, then hurry up and go!"
Mother Tang somehow turned back around and slapped him again. "Good-for-nothing, trash, loser!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Tang Mengyao: "..."
"Okay, I'll go right now!"
Lin Yu hurriedly nodded and quickly left the place!
"Hmph!"
"Mengyao, talk less to this loser from now on!"
Mother Tang gave a haughty, cold snort. "Then again, you're a loser, and he's a loser too!"
"You two losers actually have common ground!"
"Get lost!"
Mother Tang looked disgusted, turned around, and walked away.
Tang Mengyao opened her mouth but silently followed after her.
That's right, I'm a loser too!
A loser just waiting to die while freeloading off the Tang family!
When the time comes, I'll be thrown out as a tool for a marriage alliance!
I am just an expendable person...
Merely a tool to secure benefits for you!
Sure enough... having a stepmother means having a stepfather!
Grandpa, I miss you!
Tang Mengyao had tears in her eyes and pursed her lips.
She thought of her grandfather far away in heaven, and her heart sank.
Shen Yuan brought Chu Yang and Xiao Ce here as well.
Because too many people recognized him...
Therefore, he didn't go up to join the crowd!
"What exactly are you here for?"
The three hid in a corner, and Chu Yang nudged Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan's mouth curled up. "Here to watch a show!"
Xiao Ce: "I, a dignified God of War, am here with you..."
"In the end, I'm still hated by my older brother!" Shen Yuan sighed. "I thought that by saving my brother's wife and daughter..."
"My brother would treat me a bit more specially, and finally have a bit more patience with me."
"It's only been a few days, and my brother is already glaring and pointing at me coldly, his patience gone..."
"He's already trying to use his status to suppress his younger brother's hobbies."
Shen Yuan reached out a finger, dipped it in some saliva, and wiped it on the corner of his eye. "Look at my tears of sorrow!"
Chu Yang clamped a hand over Shen Yuan's mouth, turned to Xiao Ce, and shouted, "Why did you have to provoke him?"
"Did you forget how sarcastic and weird this guy gets?"
"Oh, right, you haven't seen him like this..."
"You were too busy looking after your wife and kids!"
Chu Yang rolled his eyes. "I despise you!"
Xiao Ce's mouth twitched.
I swear...
This guy Old Shen is actually so... much of a green tea bitch?
Could he be possessed by Lin Daiyu?
As time passed, more and more people arrived.
The white-haired Old Madam Tang was beaming with joy.
Mother Tang pulled Tang Mengxin along, a smile on her lips. "Mengxin, the Yang family's young master, Yang Xu, is also here today!"
"He is so good to you!"
"He spends money on you without being creepy, and he's flashy but knows how to avoid suspicion!"
"Every expense accurately targets your life, carrying an undeniable doting affection."
Mother Tang clutched her chest. "It really makes me envious!"
Tang Mengxin: "..."
"He doesn't even mind that you're married and has been waiting for you to divorce!"
"He loves you so much!"
Mother Tang said with a smile.
"I know!"
Tang Mengxin nodded. "If it weren't for Grandpa, I never would have married Lin Yu!"
"That loser!"
"The three-year agreement stated that if I didn't fall in love with him, he would leave the marriage with nothing!"
"I remember the date is almost up, right?"
"After the birthday banquet today, I will divorce him!"
A trace of tenderness flashed in Tang Mengxin's eyes. "Brother Yang Xu is still the best!"
Mother Tang also chuckled.
How wonderful!
It's simply a double blessing!
Soon, it was time for the birthday greetings...
Piles of longevity peaches were brought up and placed on the front tables.
Old Madam Tang sat quietly in her chair!
"The Wang family gifts a pair of gold-inlaid jade ruyi scepters, wishing Old Madam Tang good luck and prosperity!"
"The Zhao family gifts a piece of Wang Anshi's calligraphy, wishing Old Madam Tang a long life!"
"The Sun family gifts a pair of exquisite mutton-fat jade ornaments, wishing Old Madam Tang boundless fortune..."
People of all statuses came up to present their gifts.
Old Madam Tang was glowing with health. Even though she was old...
She was grinning from ear to ear.
"Yang Xu of the Yang family!"
A young man walked out, handsome and dashing. He cupped his hands in greeting. "Gifting a pair of Ming Dynasty Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cups!"
Everyone looked over and gasped.
Everyone knew that Yang Xu of the Yang family coveted Tang Mengxin and couldn't wait to pin her to the bed!
Some had also said... Tang Mengxin was already married, so how could she be worthy of Yang Xu?
But Yang Xu just laughed it off casually!
It's good that she's married!
Being married makes it even more wonderful!
Ming Dynasty Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cups?
The crowd was incredibly astonished.
This stuff...
They were imperial small cups specially made by the Chenghua Emperor for his favorite concubine. The cups were painted with a flock of hens and chicks, featuring the ultimate doucai craftsmanship, with bodies as thin as paper and glaze as smooth as jade.
Back then, they were auctioned in Hong Kong and sold for 249 million RMB.
Truly wealthy!
"Young Master Yang, you are too polite, too polite. It's enough that you could come, why bring such a great gift?"
Old Madam Tang grinned from ear to ear.
"Oh my, Young Master Yang!"
Mother Tang stepped forward, pulled him, and walked to the side. "Come, come, come, Mengxin has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Tang Mengxin looked at Yang Xu, her face full of smiles.
Yang Xu also smiled gently, giving off the vibe of an elegant young gentleman.
"Hello, Brother Yang Xu!"
Tang Mengxin smiled radiantly.
"Mengxin!"
Yang Xu smiled very happily.
It's in the bag!
Tang Mengxin will eventually be delivered to my bed!
However...
Yang Xu smiled and turned his head to look to the side.
Where is that loser live-in son-in-law?
I have to stomp his face into the ground and properly torment him!
"Grandma Tang, I wonder where Mengxin's husband is?"
Yang Xu shifted the topic. "Today is your birthday. As Mengxin's husband, shouldn't he have prepared a birthday gift for you too?"
Tang Mengyao stood to the side and was about to say something...
But Old Madam Tang spoke up, "Young Master Yang is right!"
The people present laughed in unison.
Understood, everyone understood!
Young Master Yang was deliberately trying to step on the face of the Tang family's live-in son-in-law!
Time for a show, time for a show!
Shen Yuan huddled to the side and brought over a bowl. "In a little while, I'll go out and give my gift!"
"This bowl is my gift!"
Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow.
Chu Yang and Xiao Ce: "????"
Are you sure!?
The gifts others are giving are worth at least a million, and you're going up with a broken bowl?
"After all, when they go out begging in the future..."
"Having a bowl will be very useful!"
Shen Yuan licked his lips. "If they strike it rich, like the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty starting with a single bowl, then I'll be their noble benefactor!"
Chu Yang and Xiao Ce's mouths twitched wildly.
Oh, my Young Master Shen!
If you wanted to bankrupt the Tang family, you just had to say the word.
This is your real purpose for coming today, isn't it?
Speaking of which...
We haven't heard that the Tang family ever offended the Shen family.
"Make that loser live-in son-in-law come out!"
Mother Tang turned her head directly. "As a live-in son-in-law, doesn't he know to give a gift to the female head of the family?"
"Mom, I'm out!"
Lin Yu walked out.
Yang Xu smiled lightly and said with great interest, "Brother Lin, I wonder what gift you have prepared for the elderly lady?"
Lin Yu took a deep breath and pulled out a necklace from his pocket.
Shen Yuan took one look and instantly froze in his tracks.
Holy shit!
Is that fucking...
The Imperial Jade Great Wall!?
The one worth... five or six hundred million?!
Xiao Ce suddenly furrowed his brows, staring dead at Lin Yu.
He suddenly slapped his thigh. "Holy shit!"
"Why the hell is this dumbass here?"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.”
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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?"
