Tang's Father extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray, his smile thin and insincere.
“Can’t you tell for yourself whether I’ve made money or not?”
With that, he stood up and walked toward the door.
*Click.*
The sound of the lock echoed.
Tang's Father slowly pulled out his belt and approached Tang Yu.
A father’s love, expressed through the lash of a belt, strikes the wandering son.
Tang Yu’s eyes sparkled as he looked at his father, his face filled with anticipation.
When the belt came down, he didn’t cry out like he used to.
His calm and composed smile made Tang's Father doubt his own existence.
Was there something wrong with his belt?
Or had he really grown too old to discipline this kid?
“Dad, have you eaten lunch yet?”
Tang Yu asked with concern.
This Immovable Wisdom King Technique is freaking amazing.
With this, Dad can’t lay a finger on me anymore!
Faced with Tang Yu’s provocation, Tang's Father suddenly felt that something was off with his son.
He put his belt back on and, with a worried expression, took out his phone to call Tang's Mother.
“Hongying, could you find a psychiatrist? I think there’s something wrong with our son’s mind…”
Hearing his father’s words, Tang Yu was startled.
He quickly jumped up and ran outside, shouting as he went.
“I’m not sick, Dad! I was just joking with you!”
He just wanted to test if the Immovable Wisdom King Technique the system gave him worked.
Being able to take a belt hit from his dad without feeling a thing—that’s pretty impressive.
Looks like the system finally came through this time.
With this, my survival skills are off the charts.
From now on, I’m immune to poison and beatings!
As Tang Yu whistled and skipped away, the servants of the Tang family cast terrified glances his way.
Did Young Master Tang take the wrong medicine?
Just as he was about to head back to his room and enjoy being a couch potato, Tang Yu spotted a beautiful woman in a maid outfit at the door.
She was also wearing glasses, adding a touch of cool elegance to her already stunning face.
What caught Tang Yu’s attention even more was her impressive figure, which suited the maid outfit perfectly.
Her proportions were just slightly less than that of Xiao Yue.
“Good day, Young Master Tang.”
The maid bowed slightly with a sweet smile.
“Hello, hello,” Tang Yu replied cheerfully.
Finally, the family has a pretty maid. This is the life a rich and handsome guy like me deserves!
*Wow, this girl is really something.*
*I wonder if she gets tired walking around with all that.*
Hearing Tang Yu’s thoughts, Ling Han’s lips twitched slightly.
She looked up at him and said softly, “Young Master Tang, do you not remember me?”
Tang Yu was momentarily stunned. He stared at her for a moment before finally recognizing her.
Damn, isn’t this Ling Han, the woman I met at the Starriver Club last time?
He didn’t recognize her at first because she was wearing light makeup, giving her a more innocent look.
This was one of her specialties—makeup and disguise.
In short, she could be whatever type of beauty you liked.
According to the original plot, she was supposed to be seducing Qin Ming and another young master, stirring up trouble between them.
But after I warned Qin Ming to stay away from her, I hadn’t heard anything about her since.
So why is she here at my house?
*Damn you, Ye Chen. Are you already trying to get back at me?*
*Is it really worth holding a grudge over something as small as making your butt bleed?*
Hearing Tang Yu’s internal muttering, Ling Han was also puzzled.
She had indeed heard that the Dragon King had been ambushed by several experts while protecting a little girl.
But what’s this about making his butt bleed?
“Miss Ling, you’ve come to work at my house? That’s great! But have you worked as a maid before?”
Tang Yu asked with a smile.
*This femme fatale isn’t someone to mess with. She’s ranked third among the Eight Generals. Is she here for me?*
*No problem, undercover work is your specialty.*
*Too bad you’ve met me. You won’t last a day here.*
*Today, I’ll show you why I’m called Scumbag Yu.*
“Yes, I’ve done laundry, cooking, and cleaning. I even took a maid training course.”
Ling Han replied with a sweet smile.
As a top assassin for the Dragon Soul Organization, she often took on such roles.
Being a maid was one of her most frequently used identities!
“But the Tang family is different. As you can see, we’re the top family among the four great families of Suzhou and Hangzhou. Being a maid here isn’t easy.”
Tang Yu pointed to his room and said,
“Start by tidying up my room. Let’s see if you’re up to the task.”
“Of course, Young Master Tang.”
Ling Han smiled obediently and began cleaning the room.
Tang Yu casually closed the door behind her.
*Heh, I used to be afraid of you, being one of the Eight Generals and all.*
*But now? Times have changed. I’m not scared of getting hit anymore.*
*If I don’t make you quit today, I’ll give the title of Scumbag Yu to Ye Chen.*
He sat cross-legged on the floor, his gaze shamelessly wandering over Ling Han’s figure.
*The maid outfit is a good choice, but it’s a bit too conservative. A heart-shaped cutout on the chest would be better.*
*The length of the skirt is just right… damn, why is it another pair of safety shorts?*
As she cleaned, Ling Han couldn’t help but feel the urge to punch this guy.
Should I not wear safety shorts and go with a thong instead?
Thankfully, she was professionally trained and could handle this level of provocation.
After quickly tidying up the room, she asked softly, “Young Master Tang, are you satisfied?”
“It’s passable,” Tang Yu nodded. The woman was indeed versatile. Anyone would think she was a professional maid.
He patted the spot next to him on the carpet and said, “In our family, maids also need to know how to give massages. Come on, let’s test your skills.”
“…”
Ling Han suppressed her urge to hit him and forced a sweet smile. “How would you like me to massage you, Young Master Tang?”
“I haven’t been sleeping well lately. Give me a head massage.”
Tang Yu lay down by the bed, signaling for her to begin.
Ling Han grabbed a stool, sat by the bed, and placed her hands on Tang Yu’s temples, gently massaging them.
“Is this pressure okay?”
“It’s fine, but I have a question for you.”
“Please go ahead, Young Master Tang.”
“When I play soccer, even dribbling the ball tires me out. Don’t you get tired walking around like that all day?”
“…”
“If you’re tired, just let me know. I’ll help you out.”
“Thank you, Young Master Tang.”
Ling Han kept her tone polite, but her fists were already clenched.
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?
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
