A quaint gate plaque.
On it, a single character was clearly engraved.
Chen!
This character "Chen" was evidently written by a master, exuding an indescribable aura.
The Ancient Martial Arts Chen Family.
In Dragon Country, they were considered a second-tier Ancient Martial Arts family. Only those with a grandmaster-level expert could ascend to the ranks of the first-tier families.
Chen Hao, once a prodigy, made a name for himself at a young age. He reached the Dark Force stage at the age of 9 and attained the mid-level Dark Force by 11, earning the Chen Family's boundless expectations.
"Our Chen Hao has the potential to become a grandmaster!"
But fate played a cruel trick. Chen Hao's cultivation stagnated, and the once-revered genius fell from grace, becoming a mere shadow of his former self.
Instead, his younger sister rose to prominence, replacing him as the family's shining star.
"This Chen Hao, he's getting worse and worse? How come every time he goes out... he keeps causing trouble?"
A bearded old man grumbled angrily.
"Ha... I heard he got into a fight with some street thugs? A disciple of an Ancient Martial Arts family, mingling with hooligans in the secular world? It's utterly ridiculous!"
"Not just that! After entering the secular world, Chen Hao even took a job as a security guard? A Dark Force practitioner working as a guard? It's laughable!"
Clearly, many within the Chen Family were dissatisfied with Chen Hao. If he weren't the son of the previous family head, given his recent behavior... he would have been beaten to death long ago!
Now, the family head had entered seclusion in an attempt to break through to the grandmaster level, and it was uncertain whether he would even survive the ordeal.
Just as the murmurs continued, a young woman in white training attire stepped forward.
Tall and slender, with a neat ponytail and a frosty expression, she was the epitome of a cold beauty.
Chen Ningshuang!
Chen Hao's younger sister, a prodigy who reached the Transform Force stage at the age of 18. Her position within the Ancient Martial Arts Chen Family was unshakable.
"Uncle, do you think our family's lineage is weakening? Is that why you're plotting to take over?"
Chen Ningshuang carried a Tai Chi sword on her back, her presence blending seamlessly with her surroundings.
The Chen Family had no shortage of Transform Force experts—there were at least five or six—but Chen Ningshuang, even at the early Transform Force stage, demanded their respect.
Moreover, she was only 18 years old. Barring any unforeseen accidents like Chen Hao's, she was certain to become a grandmaster within a decade!
If Chen Ningshuang were a man, they wouldn't dare entertain such thoughts.
But she was a woman, and the position of family head could never be held by a woman.
"Ningshuang, Chen Hao is no longer the prodigy he once was. Moreover, the old family head is plagued by hidden injuries, and his chances of breaking through to the grandmaster level are less than 20%. It's time to make a decision regarding the family headship."
Chen Daoguan, one of the Chen Family's key figures, stood his ground, meeting Chen Ningshuang's gaze head-on.
A bead of sweat formed on Chen Daoguan's forehead. He was also at the early Transform Force stage, yet facing this 18-year-old girl, he felt a sense of fear.
Had Chen Ningshuang's strength improved again?
In the end, Chen Ningshuang reined in her aura and turned to leave.
"Please bear with my brother a little longer, Uncle. I believe he... will make a triumphant return."
The young woman lowered her gaze, the weight of her responsibilities pressing heavily on her. Unless she broke through to the advanced Transform Force stage and became a grandmaster immediately, she could only buy time...
"Brother... I believe in you!"
She remembered the days when her brother was still a prodigy, full of vigor and ambition. But now, he had become a shadow of his former self.
Yet, she still believed... that her brother would not remain in obscurity forever. One day, he would rise again.
"Brother, once I reach the mid-level Transform Force stage, I will come to the secular world to help you."
A gentle breeze swept by, lifting strands of her hair as a leaf fluttered before her.
With two slender, jade-like fingers, she plucked the leaf from the air and flicked it with a sharp motion.
"Whoosh!"
The leaf shot toward a tree trunk over ten meters away. Despite its softness, it pierced straight through the thick trunk, leaving a chilling aura in its wake.
......
After being released from the police station, Chen Hao was fired from Shilan School.
Shilan School couldn't employ someone with a criminal record as a security guard.
And so... Chen Hao found himself unemployed once again.
"That damn Jiang Che, I swear I'll kill you one day!"
Chen Hao blamed all his misfortunes on Jiang Che.
And truth be told, he wasn't entirely wrong.
"Qin Qiaoqiao... once I reach the Transform Force stage and regain control of the Chen Family, I will come back for you."
Chen Hao clenched his fists tightly.
Just then, he noticed a job advertisement.
["Overseas company 'LingChe Group' is returning to Dragon Country and establishing a branch in Hangcheng. We are currently hiring temporary security guards..."]
Security guard?
Chen Hao's eyes locked onto the keyword, as if an unseen force was compelling him.
Security guard! He had to become a security guard!
If he couldn't work as a school guard, then joining a multinational corporation as a security guard would do just fine!
......
In the hospital.
Lin Yu, Chen Hao's companion in misfortune, was also going through a tough time.
He had completely lost contact with his "little brother."
"Why? I'm a descendant of the Ghost Doctor! Why can't even my Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles work?"
He had tried many methods, but it seemed he was truly... impotent.
"Mr. Lin, your epididymis is also atrophying. It's possible that in the near future, you will no longer produce sperm. We recommend that you visit a sperm bank to preserve your sperm. It only costs a few thousand dollars per year."
"The preservation process is very effective. Your sperm can remain viable for at least seven or eight years."
The doctor's words were another heavy blow to Lin Yu.
Not only was he impotent... he was also facing the risk of infertility!
Are you kidding me?
He was supposed to build a harem! He was supposed to marry a wealthy heiress!
He was a master who had descended from the mountains to play the field, and in just over two months, he had become a eunuch? Infertile?
"No way! Why isn't my acupuncture working?"
"My master deceived me! He said the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles could cure any ailment!"
The doctor sighed as he watched Lin Yu's despair. The young man was clearly delusional.
"Mr. Lin, your reproductive system's functionality has completely deteriorated. Neither traditional Chinese medicine nor Western medicine can help you now. You need to come to terms with this."
"Why don't you come to terms with it? I'm only 20 years old!!!"
Lin Yu was on the verge of a mental breakdown. He was only 20! All he wanted was to flirt with girls—what was so wrong about that?
"Mr. Lin, please calm down. You can still visit a sperm bank... If your other epididymis atrophies, it will be too late."
Lin Yu fell silent. Despite his anger, he knew he had to seriously consider this option.
"Fine!"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
