Chapter 1: The Ungrateful Niece

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(This text is pure fiction; do not conflate it with reality.)

"Ding, congratulations to the host for bravely taking the first step; Super God Cultivation System activated."

In the dim room, the hand inside Wang Jianqiang's trousers froze.

What was going on?

He had only been doing some manual labor, and the system activated?

So activating the system was this easy?

Wang Jianqiang was a transmigrator.

A transmigrator deeply influenced by novels.

So much so that after transmigrating to this world, he had desperately thrown himself into the great cause of immortality.

When he first arrived, he thought he had become the chosen one and, full of ambition, joined the Hehuan Sect.

He was determined to forge a path to immortality and live for eternity.

However, the ideal was plump, but the reality was quite skeletal.

His aptitude was quite poor, to the extent that he was now over ninety years old and still stuck at the third layer of Qi Refining.

A breakthrough to Foundation Establishment was still a long way off.

Immortality?

It was just a beautiful fantasy after all.

What made him even sadder was this.

Due to the influence of certain novels from his previous life, he had always firmly believed that women would only affect the speed at which he drew his blade.

Therefore, even though he was in the Hehuan Sect, which had open-minded thinking and was filled with beauties, he still kept himself pure.

So much so that he was still a virgin to this day.

Just a moment ago, having endured his whole life, he decided to break the rules for once and reward himself.

He never expected to accidentally awaken a system!

Who the hell said women would affect the speed of drawing a blade?

Who the hell promoted no-heroine novels?

Recalling all the years he had resolutely pushed romance to the back of his mind and determinedly focused on cultivation, his vision went dark.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth.

If he could transmigrate back, he would definitely make those pests who promoted no-heroine novels pay.

Knock, knock, knock.

Just then, a series of knocks on the door suddenly came.

Wang Jianqiang got up to open the door, and a pretty figure came into view.

Seeing the visitor, Wang Jianqiang frowned imperceptibly, then pulled a smile onto his wrinkled face.

"Jiaojiao, I haven't seen you for a while; what made you suddenly think of coming to your uncle's place?"

The visitor was named Chen Jiaojiao, the clanswoman niece of one of his good friends.

She joined the Hehuan Sect seventeen years ago, and the following year, that friend of his reached the end of his lifespan and entrusted Chen Jiaojiao to his care before dying.

That friend had shown him some kindness, and to repay the favor, he readily agreed and treated Chen Jiaojiao as his own.

Up until now, almost all of Chen Jiaojiao's cultivation resources were supplied by him.

At first, Chen Jiaojiao was still respectful to him, but as time passed, he discovered that Chen Jiaojiao had gradually come to take his contributions for granted.

In the last two years, it had become even worse; he had even felt her disdain and disgust toward him more than once.

"Uncle Wang."

Chen Jiaojiao looked at Wang Jianqiang's wrinkled, aged face and called out while suppressing the disgust in her heart, "The Pill you gave me before the year ended is all used up; hurry and find a way to get me some more."

"You still want Gathering Spirit Pills?"

Hearing this, Wang Jianqiang frowned.

Because his progress in cultivation was extremely slow, he had specifically studied Alchemy.

However, his talent for Alchemy was just as trashy as his cultivation talent; after over twenty years of hard study, he had only barely become a Low-grade Tier 1 Alchemist.

Such an Alchemy level naturally could not support his trash-to-the-extreme physique.

However, it did make him quite wealthy financially.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to support Chen Jiaojiao.

Before the year ended, in order to help Chen Jiaojiao break through her realm, he had racked his brains to scrape together ten Gathering Spirit Pills for her.

Gathering Spirit Pills are Mid-grade Tier 1 Spirit Pills; naturally, they were not something he, a Low-grade Tier 1 Alchemist, could refine, but were bought by him at the Outer Affairs Hall.

Their value was not cheap; ordinary Cultivators at the fifth or sixth layer of Qi Refining could not afford them at all.

Although he was an Alchemist, he not only had to cultivate himself but also support Chen Jiaojiao, so his expenses were high, and he hadn't saved up much wealth.

Buying those ten Gathering Spirit Pills back then had already consumed more than half of it.

She actually wanted more?

Just as Wang Jianqiang was about to speak again, Chen Jiaojiao's voice, filled with disdain, suddenly reached his ears.

"Although Gathering Spirit Pills are okay, they are still a bit low-grade."

"Give me ten Green Spirit Pills; I want to break through to the Qi Refining Seventh Layer as soon as possible."

Wang Jianqiang was stunned and couldn't help but laugh.

His smile was full of mockery.

Green Spirit Pills?

You really do have the nerve to ask for the moon.

The Green Spirit Pill is one of the top-tier Mid-grade Tier 1 Spirit Pills, and the value of a single pill is worth nearly ten Gathering Spirit Pills.

How does she have the gall to make such a request with such righteous indignation?

Never mind that he cannot afford it; even if he could, he has no intention of giving it to her.

His heart has been completely broken by Chen Jiaojiao's behavior in recent years.

Since she is an ungrateful wolf that cannot be tamed, then he simply won't raise her anymore...

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeming to sense the mockery in Wang Jianqiang's laughter, Chen Jiaojiao froze, then felt a surge of shame and anger.

Wang Jianqiang's smile stopped, and he shook his head coldly, "You should go. From this day forward, I will not give you any more resources."

Chen Jiaojiao was incredulous, "What did you say?"

"Was I not clear enough? From now on, you and I have no further connection; do not come looking for me again," Wang Jianqiang said indifferently.

"You—how could you be like this?"

"You were old friends with my uncle, and my uncle did you a favor; how can you just abandon me?"

"Do you have no conscience left?"

"Are you trying to be ungrateful and betray your benefactor!"

Chen Jiaojiao finally came to her senses and pointed at Wang Jianqiang with a stern, harsh tone; perhaps due to being too agitated, her fair, smooth fingers were trembling.

Wang Jianqiang looked at her expressionlessly.

Chen Jiaojiao's uncle had indeed offered him some guidance when he first entered the sect, but he had also taken care of Chen Jiaojiao for sixteen years, which was more than enough to repay that debt of gratitude.

He did not want to argue any further and simply shook his head, "You know how you have thought of me all these years and what you have said about me to others. Leave; once things are laid out in the open, it won't look good for anyone."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiaojiao's expression shifted incessantly.

Wang Jianqiang's reputation as a good-for-nothing had long since spread throughout the Outer Sect, making him a laughingstock for all Outer Sect Disciples.

As Wang Jianqiang's "niece," she naturally received strange looks whenever she walked within the sect.

In her earlier years, she hadn't cared much, but as she grew older, her mindset gradually changed.

Especially after she took a Dao Companion, influenced by his way of thinking, her relationship with Wang Jianqiang even became a source of shame in her life.

But what Wang Jianqiang gave her on a daily basis was truly too much, and she was reluctant to sever this connection.

Thus, she claimed to others that she had cut ties with Wang Jianqiang and joined them in mocking and humiliating him, while privately continuing to associate with him.

She just hadn't expected that this change in mindset had silently and imperceptibly affected her words and actions when facing Wang Jianqiang.

Although she had been trying her best to Disguise it, her occasional "true feelings" were still keenly detected by Wang Jianqiang.

The resources gifted by Wang Jianqiang had always accounted for the vast majority of her daily cultivation resources.

Once she truly severed ties with Wang Jianqiang, she dared not imagine how difficult her future path of cultivation would be.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiaojiao's face was already deathly pale.

Wang Jianqiang looked at Chen Jiaojiao's delicate and beautiful face, her slender and curvaceous body, and the fair, smooth calves beneath her skirt hem...

He had always treated Chen Jiaojiao as a junior before and hadn't thought of her in any other way.

Now that he looked, this girl was actually quite attractive.

Once this line of thought opened up, inspiration suddenly began to surge.

His heart stirred, and he gave a dry cough, "Jiaojiao, don't say Uncle isn't giving you a chance; as long as you can agree to one condition of mine, Uncle will forgive you."

Chen Jiaojiao had been in despair, but upon hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, her expression immediately brightened, "Uncle, it was my fault; tell me, I will agree to anything."

You don't know you were wrong; you are just afraid.

Wang Jianqiang curled his lip, automatically filtering out her feigned behavior, and looked at her.

A warm smile appeared on his face.

"Sleep with Uncle, and Uncle will forgive you."