Chu Yang and Chu Yiyi: "..."
It felt like the eldest young master of the Shen family was a bit brain-dead!
"Ahem, it's been a long time since I did this, I'm a bit rusty!"
Shen Yuan looked calm. His main attitude was: as long as I'm not embarrassed, no one else can mock me.
"Eat, drink!"
"Chu Yang, happy birthday!"
Shen Yuan laughed heartily.
And happy birthday to me too!
"Thanks!"
Chu Yang also laughed.
The three of them ate the side dishes...
Soon, the bodyguard returned, placed a cake on the table, and respectfully withdrew.
"Birthday boy, make a wish and blow out the candles."
Shen Yuan opened the packaging and picked up the candles. "Nothing much, I'll just put in three, it looks so nice!"
Chu Yang was startled. "Young Master Shen, isn't three a bit..."
"Superstition, it's all superstition!"
Shen Yuan said, "Besides, you don't understand..."
"Light three candles at a wedding, the dragon and phoenix will protect each other forever."
"Candlelight illuminates the hall, years bring auspiciousness to people."
"Candles celebrate a birthday, three lifetimes to meet the right person."
"First wish for constant health, second wish for a rising career, third wish for a life as sweet as honey."
Shen Yuan had a whole set of rhymes ready.
Chu Yang: "..."
Dark lines formed on his forehead.
I haven't read much, don't try to trick me.
Like hell I believe you!
This guy didn't seem like someone from a wealthy family at all!
It turns out there are good people among the rich too!
It turns out I was just hating the rich, treating them all as birds of a feather.
"Let's stick to two!"
Chu Yiyi took one candle down.
Chu Yang blew out the candles, and Shen Yuan started bragging.
Boasting from east to west, from west to north...
"This Chu Yiyi, is she your sister?"
After Shen Yuan ate some cake, had some food, and drank some wine.
After a few rounds of drinks, Shen Yuan smiled slightly.
"What do you want?"
Chu Yang grew anxious. "Although you saved Yiyi, you can't have designs on her."
"Yangzi..."
Shen Yuan chuckled. "I was just looking at how thin Yiyi has gotten."
"Who said you could call her Yiyi?" Chu Yang rolled his eyes.
"Cut the crap!"
Shen Yuan hooked his finger. "So what if I call her Yiyi? I even call you Yangzi. If you have a problem with it, come hit me!"
Chu Yang: "..."
After a long time... they were full of food and drink.
"You two, escort Yiyi back!"
Shen Yuan ordered the two bodyguards.
"Yes!"
The bodyguards acted quickly, escorting Chu Yiyi directly over the wall.
There was not a hint of drunkenness in Shen Yuan's eyes.
The same went for Chu Yang.
Chu Yang took a few deep breaths.
The main event was finally here!
Tonight, I ultimately couldn't escape Young Master Shen's evil clutches.
"Thank you!"
Shen Yuan suddenly smiled.
Chu Yang was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
"You're the one who let me know what day my birthday is." Shen Yuan laughed heartily.
Chu Yang: "?????"
You're asking me what day your birthday is?
I didn't even help you!
"Take a walk with me!"
Shen Yuan said.
"Alright!"
Chu Yang nodded.
The two strolled out together.
"Yangzi..."
Shen Yuan pursed his lips. "An Immortal Emperor reborn, right?"
Chu Yang's footsteps suddenly stiffened. He turned his head abruptly, a mysterious look in his eyes.
Perhaps it was horror, perhaps astonishment, and perhaps even a hint of killing intent.
"Calm down, calm down!"
Shen Yuan drew a finger across his own neck. "You want to kill me? That's fine too!"
"Who exactly are you?"
Chu Yang narrowed his eyes.
He had just been reborn, and this guy actually knew?
"Have you read novels?" Shen Yuan asked in return.
"I have!" Chu Yang frowned deeply.
"That's good..."
Shen Yuan pointed at his own head. "I have a system!"
"Gah!?"
Chu Yang stood frozen on the spot.
"Ding, gah!"
"Holy shit, what the fuck, damn you!"
The system went completely crazy.
Wouldn't any normal host hide the fact that they have a system?
Wasn't it said that the system is always the greatest secret?
"What are you cursing at?"
Shen Yuan communicated with the system. "What, am I not allowed to reveal your existence?"
"But you said before that even if I revealed your existence, you wouldn't obliterate me!"
Shen Yuan smiled calmly.
The system: "..."
It was true that it wouldn't obliterate him!
But...
Who the hell would have known that you would actually blab about the system!
Are you even human?
"Sys, sorry!"
Shen Yuan apologized sincerely.
The system: "Forget it, forget it, do whatever you want. As a system... I'll just lie flat!"
Shen Yuan smiled radiantly.
Chu Yang kept quiet out of fear.
A freaking system?
Have you gone crazy from reading too many novels?
"Yangzi, the system told me that you are an Immortal Emperor reborn!"
"So, here I am!"
Shen Yuan reached out his hand. "My mission is to suppress the Child of Destiny!"
Chu Yang was completely dumbfounded.
"And that's you!"
Shen Yuan smiled radiantly. "So, how about we cooperate?"
"I suppress you, I get rewards, and the rewards... if they're resources or something, we split them. How about it?"
Shen Yuan smiled very happily.
Come on, Immortal Emperor!
If you don't want to, if you fear the system...
Then just kill me!
I'll return to Earth, become an immortal ancestor, and I will become Homelander!
Chu Yang's face twitched wildly.
"Stop twitching, you might get a stroke!"
Shen Yuan said kindly.
"Wait a minute!"
Chu Yang felt his head buzzing!
"The omnipotent kind of system from the novels?"
"Weren't those supposed to be a fucking secret?"
Chu Yang roared.
"If you don't believe me, let's do an experiment?"
Shen Yuan licked his lips. "Let me beat you up!?"
Chu Yang: "..."
"How about we try?"
Chu Yang was silent for a second before speaking with a hint of suspicion.
Shen Yuan walked behind Chu Yang and unceremoniously slapped him on the back of the head.
Chu Yang: You're so fucking polite!
Knowing not to hit someone in the face!
Holy shit!
Go easy!
Slap slap slap slap...
He slapped him a full sixty times.
Chu Yang: "..."
I suspect you're doing this on purpose to screw with me.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for slapping the Immortal Emperor sixty times, rewarding the host with one million in cash!"
"Acquired Villain Points: 10!"
The system sounded a bit weak.
Clang, a suitcase crashed to the ground.
Chu Yang: "..."
Do you have some spatial magical artifact and you're just tricking me?
"System, 10 Villain Points? Who are you looking down on? This is a fucking Immortal Emperor!"
Shen Yuan was a bit speechless. "Sixty slaps, and only 10 Villain Points?"
"Ding, there's nothing I can do. The Immortal Emperor is currently just an ordinary person!"
"If you slapped an Immortal Emperor who was actually at the Immortal Emperor realm, see if you wouldn't get hundreds of millions of Villain Points!" The system was extremely calm.
"Forget it, let me see your system shop!"
Shen Yuan changed the subject.
If I could beat an actual Immortal Emperor, would I still be wasting time talking to you?
"Ding, okay!"
The system was speechless.
Shen Yuan took a look. Displayed on the first page were Pangu's essence blood, Pangu's flesh, Pangu's bone marrow...
The system was really fucking ruthless!
Wait...
What the heck are Pangu's spare ribs?
Has your system turned the great god Pangu into a dish?
Shen Yuan's mouth twitched, and then he flipped to the page containing things he could actually afford.
Basic Healing Pill: Price 10 Villain Points.
Redeem!
A small bottle instantly appeared in Shen Yuan's hand.
He opened the bottle, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out.
Chu Yang was taken aback. "Are these alchemical pills!?"
"Basic Healing Pills!"
"Judging by their potency, they can only heal injuries inflicted by someone in the early stages of Qi Condensation."
"Try one!"
Without any hesitation, Shen Yuan poured one out and handed it to Chu Yang.
Chu Yang hesitated for a second before swallowing it in one gulp.
A warm current instantly surged through his entire body, and the superficial wound on his head healed in a flash!
He closed his eyes, guiding the tiny bit of energy within the pill, and then...
"Hmm, I've sensed the flow of Qi. I can start cultivating now!"
Chu Yang opened his eyes.
Shen Yuan: "????"
You're using a healing pill to cultivate!?
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?"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.”
