Uncle Gou opened his mouth and uttered an innocent sentence.
This plot isn't right!
Shouldn't the young master bring a woman back?
Oh, Master! Oh, Madam!
I have failed you!
I really failed to keep an eye on the young master!
He actually swings that way now!
I don't even know when he turned!
What nonsense are you spouting? Read less of those domineering CEO novels.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth. You are a domineering CEO yourself.
Alright...
Uncle Gou raised his hand, trembling. Young Master, this man you brought back... did you pay him?
Please don't do anything illegal!
We are all law-abiding citizens.
I did!
Shen Yuan said subconsciously. What I gave him can't even be bought with money!
Uncle Gou lowered his head.
No wonder the young master hasn't been close to women all these years, so it turns out...
Oh, right!
Uncle Gou!
This is Chu Yang, my brother!
My biological brother from a different father and a different mother!
Make some arrangements for him... Forget it, he'll sleep with me tonight!
I want to sleep foot-to-foot with him!
Shen Yuan smiled from ear to ear.
Uncle Gou watched the two of them walking towards the room with their arms around each other's shoulders...
Uncle Gou reached out with an Erkang hand!
Young Master...
How am I supposed to explain this to the Master and Madam!
Shen Yuan's bedroom was absurdly large, and the custom-made king bed was very luxurious.
The bookshelves were filled with ancient books and paintings collected by the original owner.
It was just that... there was half a bottle of unfinished happy water on the nightstand.
As soon as Chu Yang entered, he scanned the room, stared at the fat otaku happy water, and was a little stunned. To put it politely, your aesthetic taste has a bizarre sense of appealing to both the refined and the vulgar!
Haha, there's no such thing as a person who isn't vulgar!
Shen Yuan kicked off his shoes, lay down on the bed, and patted the spot next to him. Come, let's discuss!
Chu Yang walked over and sat down.
The mattress was very soft, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
The system should be omnipotent. What do you have in your system mall?
Chu Yang asked curiously.
Shen Yuan was full of smiles. It has everything!
It even has Pangu's spare ribs!
Do you believe it?
The system has even turned the great god Pangu into a dish now!
Shen Yuan smiled.
Chu Yang's face darkened with black lines.
Sure enough, the rumors in the novel world are all true!
The system world must have already started raising the great god Pangu in captivity.
I am currently at the peak of Qi Condensation. What about you?
Shen Yuan asked.
The peak!? Was it a gift pack from the system?
Chu Yang smiled. With the help of the healing pill, I just sensed the Qi, and I'll strive to enter the Qi Condensation stage tonight!
Shen Yuan shrugged and asked the system about the cultivation realms.
Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Out of Body, Soul Splitting, Body Integration, Tribulation Transcendence, Mahayana!
These are the realms before becoming an immortal!
The realms of martial artists are actually also within Qi Condensation.
Houtian, Xiantian, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster... are the four stages of Qi Condensation.
The realms after becoming an immortal are... Human Immortal, Earth Immortal, Heaven Immortal, Profound Immortal, Golden Immortal, Immortal Lord, Immortal King, Immortal Emperor!
Do you have any Marrow Cleansing Dew?
Chu Yang asked. The spiritual energy on the Blue Planet is too thin. Marrow Cleansing Dew can quickly cleanse the marrow and purify the body.
Yes, it costs 500 villain points.
Shen Yuan smiled.
What about things like a Spirit Gathering Array?
Chu Yang asked again.
Yes, a Qi Gathering Array Disk. It costs 1000 villain points and can gather the surrounding spiritual energy, Shen Yuan explained.
I have to say, he really is an Immortal Emperor!
Right from the start, he is already preparing for cultivation.
Unlike me, who is completely in a lying-flat posture.
Good!
Chu Yang slapped his thigh. Tomorrow, beat me to death!
Let's work harder and try to gather enough villain points!
Don't worry, just hit me. I can take it. If worse comes to worst, you can even whip me!
Chu Yang laughed cheerfully.
That won't be necessary.
Shen Yuan rolled his eyes. I don't have any S and M fetishes!
Besides, if I hit you too hard, I'll have to spend villain points to buy healing pills. The loss outweighs the gain.
Shen Yuan smiled. By the way, where did you, this Immortal Emperor, go back then?
Did you transmigrate?
And how did you reincarnate back?
Shen Yuan was very curious.
Chu Yang sighed. Originally, Yiyi she...
After hearing about Chu Yiyi's situation, Shen Yuan's face was full of murderous intent.
That's my damn biological sister!
Son of a bitch!
The weather is getting cold; it's time for the Chen family to go bankrupt!
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth.
I believe in you! Chu Yang gave a thumbs up. Kill their whole family!
Shen Yuan scratched his head. I was just talking big to feel good. Do you think it's that easy to make someone go bankrupt!
It requires precise poaching, then cutting off their supply chain, and finally reverse-choking them.
Only then can we bankrupt their family!
The most important thing is... it's the company that goes bankrupt, not the people!
Do you really think it's like in the novels, where going bankrupt means sleeping on the streets?
Shen Yuan stretched his waist. However, we could invest a large sum of money to make their stocks plummet to death and short them...
But that's a damn crime!
The crime of manipulating the securities market, understand?
Shen Yuan exhaled. As for tormenting the Chen family, let Uncle Gou do it!
Let's cultivate, and then assassinate them!
Speaking of assassination, should I go on the dark web and find a killer?
Shen Yuan chuckled.
Let's just wait until my cultivation level improves, and I'll find a chance to kill them! Chu Yang shook his head.
Chu Yang briefly talked about his transmigration...
Shen Yuan suddenly realized.
Chu Yang transmigrated to the Canglan Continent, struggled all the way, and became an Immortal Emperor.
But you still haven't said how you came back?
Shen Yuan asked curiously.
Chu Yang: ...
The past is too unbearable to look back on!
The same way as when I transmigrated!
Chu Yang sighed.
Shen Yuan: Understood, you were killed by someone!
How did you die? Shen Yuan continued to ask.
Can you damn well not get to the bottom of everything?
Chu Yang said grumpily.
Shen Yuan: ...
It seems you died quite miserably!
Chu Yang closed his eyes. Hurry up and go to sleep, I'm going to practice my cultivation!
Shen Yuan sneered. If you won't tell me, then forget it. I even told you about my system, but you refuse to tell me how you died!
In the end, your big brother gave his heart to the wrong person. In the end, your big brother wasted his efforts!
So in my little brother's heart, he is still on guard against his big brother!
Shen Yuan clutched his chest, his face contorted, exuding a strong dramatic flair.
You, I, you...
Chu Yang pointed at Shen Yuan, then at himself, not knowing where to put his finger.
I was damn well in secluded bitter cultivation, wanting to break the limits and break through to become an Immortal Venerable, which hasn't appeared in tens of thousands of years...
I was sneak-attacked!
And then I kicked the bucket!
I damn well self-destructed my soul and primordial spirit, unexpectedly twisting time and space...
That's how I came back!
Do you know now?
Chu Yang roared frantically. I died such a frustrating death!
Uh, sorry!
Shen Yuan cupped his fists. Sleep, sleep!
Chu Yang: Hehe!
Sigh!
Actually, the real reason still hasn't been said.
My wife cuckolded me!
I was damn well cuckolded!
Is this some kind of glorious thing?
Can I say it?
Chu Yang shook his head, sat down cross-legged directly, and closed his eyes.
Shen Yuan slept very soundly.
Chu Yang was also very happy practicing his cultivation.
Digging graves!
"Dug up the graves of ancient cultivators!"
"If you have the strength, you can just rebuild them!"
Shen Yuan suddenly mumbled a few words.
Chu Yang opened his eyes and shook his head.
This bastard actually talks in his sleep?
Sleep talking reveals a person's true nature. This guy Shen Yuan...
What a heartless bastard!
Digging up graves!?
To be honest, I think I've dug up quite a few experts' graves myself.
But then I patched them right back up.
It's all about committing the offense first and making amends later. Very principled!
In Uncle Gou's room, Uncle Gou was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, a deeply worried look on his face.
He was still tightly clutching the book "On the Self-Cultivation of a Bossy CEO," its pages crumpled from his grip.
"Bent, or straight?"
"Why isn't there any sound at all?"
"Is the soundproofing just that good?"
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?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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.”
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!
