Chapter 657: The Son of Destiny is Courting Death, and He'll Get It!
"Tsk tsk, a bit evil, isn't it?"
"A devilish ability."
"As expected of a Super God-level reward, it's very powerful and has immense potential!"
Shen Anyu was all smiles. This Super God-Level Six Senses Control was intimately linked to his mental power. The stronger Shen Anyu's mental power, the stronger his Six Senses Control ability would be, and the wider its range. For those with stronger mental power than Shen Anyu, his control would be weaker, but for those with weaker mental power than Shen Anyu, he could completely control them, playing them to death and making them collapse.
A quick scan of his own status revealed the fruits of his recent acquisitions. The list of his capabilities had grown to a terrifying length, a proof of his relentless plundering. Each new line item represented a defeated foe, a conquered challenge, and another step towards absolute power.
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[Name: Shen Anyu]
[Age: 25]
[Cultivation: Qi Refining Stage Tenth Level, Land Immortal Early Stage]
[Cultivation Methods: Nascent Soul True Scripture, Two-Aspects Life-Death Medical Scripture, Yin Corpse Devil Swordplay, Martial God Art, Tianjian Nineteen Styles, Hunyuan Taiji Fist Scripture...]
[Abilities: Super God-Level Infinite Teleportation of Love, Super God-Level Sharing, Super God-Level Six Senses Control, God-level Steel Body, Heavenly Secret Qi Observation Technique, Void Breaking Divine Eye, God-level Telekinesis, Divine-grade Perception, Divine Medical Skill, Divine Poison Skill, Divine Invisibility Technique, Divine Transformation Technique, God-Tier Soul Shield, God-Tier Soul Exchange Technique, God-Tier Hacker, God-Tier Music, Divine Cooking, Divine Lightning Ability, Divine Wind Ability, Divine Metal Ability, Divine Wood Ability, Divine Water Ability, Divine Fire Ability, Divine Earth Ability, Divine Dark Ability, Divine Light Ability, Divine Swordsmanship, Divine Gunmanship, Divine Leg Technique, God-Tier Old Driver, God-Tier Bartending, God-level Blood Curse Technique, Tian Yuan Secret Technique, God-Tier Hypnosis, Extraordinary Ventriloquism, Extraordinary Speech, Extraordinary Yoga, Extraordinary Fishing, Extraordinary Photography...]
[Items: divine storage ring, divine resurrection stone, divine soul ring, 3 hundred-year zhu fruit, 2 God-Tier Heavenly Human Breakthrough Pill, Son of Destiny Identifier, God-Tier Replication Card, top-grade Spirit Condensing Pill, 3 Super-Nanometer Monitoring Robot, golden infinite bullet gatling, invisibility cloak, Taiji Divine Needle, Qinghong Sword, Yitian Sword, 17 bottles of Spirit Condensing Pill, 41 bottles of Dingyan Pill, 96 bottles of Essence Nourishing Pill, 83 bottles of Qi Nourishing Pill, 43 bottles of Vitality Pill, 19 bottles of Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Pills, 311 nanometer monitoring robot, 83 Grandmaster Guard Puppets, 379 Master Guard Puppets, 565 Innate Guard Puppets, top-grade human demons, Heart of the Sky Ring, Seven-foot Sword, Yin Nether Thunder Pearl, Batmobile, various cannons...]
[Destiny Points: 10,688,990]
[Title: Great Villain of Destiny]
[System Mall][Cashback][Accumulated Super God Draws]...
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"I'm in a good mood, let's celebrate."
Shen Anyu's expression was joyful. His new ability was a tool of exquisite psychological warfare, perfect for a villain of his caliber. With a flicker of thought, space warped around him, and he appeared silently in Zhang Yaqian's room.
Morning light streamed through the windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The room was warm and smelled faintly of lavender. From the adjoining bathroom, he could hear the gentle splash of water. Zhang Yaqian, wearing a light blue bathrobe adorned with a playful kitten pattern, was washing up. The soft fabric clung to her curves, and a pair of fair, delicate feet stood on the cool tiles, her toes curled slightly, looking like adorable, pale silkworms.
A faint smile touched Shen Anyu's lips. He moved without a sound, his presence a ghost in the room until he was right behind her. He wrapped his arms around Zhang Yaqian's slender waist, his hands resting on her stomach as he pulled her flush against his chest.
The sudden contact sent a jolt of pure terror through her. Zhang Yaqian's face drained of color, her body stiffened, and a scream was already forming in her throat. But just as she drew a breath, a familiar, masculine scent filled her senses—sandalwood and something uniquely him. The tension vanished from her shoulders in an instant. Her brows, once knitted in fear, relaxed completely. Without even turning her head, a sweet, relieved smile bloomed on her face.
"Brother Shen, why did you sneak in without telling me? You almost scared me to death." Her voice was a soft, melodic murmur.
Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow, genuinely impressed. Zhang Yaqian's perception was remarkably keen. Though she had only just started her journey in cultivation, her senses were already sharper than an ordinary Grandmaster's. He could feel the nascent Qi in her meridians, buzzing with a unique frequency.
'She must have a special physique,' he mused, 'but the System lacks the specific information to identify it... for now.'
"Brother Shen, are you in a good mood?" Zhang Yaqian's eyes turned, catching his reflection in the mirror. Her gaze sparkled with curiosity and affection, her pink lips parting slightly in a silent question.
"Yes," he confirmed, his voice a low rumble against her ear. "I'm in a very good mood, so I came to find you."
His words, simple as they were, sent a delicious flutter through Zhang Yaqian's heart. It was a direct, possessive statement that left no room for doubt. She was the one he sought out when he was happy. A warm blush crept up her neck. She closed her eyes, instinctively tilting her head back and pursing her full, pink lips in a clear invitation.
Shen Anyu chuckled softly. He naturally wouldn't be so unromantic as to ignore such a perfect moment. He lowered his head, his lips brushing against hers, a slow, deliberate kiss that spoke of both affection and triumph.
By the time breakfast was served, Shen Anyu led a radiant Zhang Yaqian by the hand into the villa's grand dining room. Liu Ruyan and Zhong Lingyin, already seated, both cast him a look filled with a complex mixture of resentment and longing. He met their gazes with a placid smile, completely unfazed.
As for Wu Shenyun and Bai Bing, they were nowhere to be seen. The two women were still sequestered away, diligently cultivating. An unspoken rivalry had developed between them, each pushing the other to new heights of diligence.
At that very same moment, across the city at the Ling Group headquarters.
"Yiyi, this is breakfast for you. I wasn't sure what flavor you'd like, so I brought a variety."
A handsome young man with a beaming, amiable smile approached a desk, his arms laden with a large stack of breakfast boxes containing everything from fried dough sticks and twisted crullers to savory chive pancakes.
The woman he addressed was a picture of youthful purity. With delicate features, picturesque eyebrows, and a smile as sweet as honey, He Yiyi possessed a gentle, soft voice that was like a spring breeze. She wasn't a stunning, traffic-stopping beauty, but her pure, girl-next-door charm made her the quintessential 'white moonlight' for countless boys during their school days. Since joining the Ling Group, she had attracted even more suitors. The office rumors only fueled their interest: word was that He Yiyi came from a very good family, often seen carrying Chanel bags and wearing Dior dresses.
In the past, Ren Zhacheng would never have dreamed he could win the heart of such a beauty. He had coveted her from afar, but he knew his own station and felt the gap was insurmountable. She was a goddess, and he was a nobody. Let alone the truly untouchable CEO of Ling Group, Ling Qingcheng, one of Hangzhou's top ten wealthiest individuals.
But now, everything had changed. Ren Zhacheng was filled with a boundless ambition and a spirit that soared.
He was no longer the same Ren Zhacheng. He had obtained a Golden Finger. He had awakened a System. He was destined to rise up, marry a beautiful, wealthy woman, and reach the pinnacle of life.
Just yesterday, after failing yet again to confess to He Yiyi, Ren Zhacheng had been miserable. He'd drowned his sorrows at a roadside stall, eating grilled skewers and drinking cheap beer late into the night. Stumbling home in a drunken stupor, he'd walked straight into the path of a heavy-duty truck.
The screech of tires and the blare of the horn had sobered him up instantly. 'I'm dead,' he'd thought. But in a twist of fate, he had been blessed by the disaster. As the truck slammed into him, a robotic voice echoed in his mind. He had awakened a System.
The Goddess Future Diary System!
He could obtain the future diaries of any goddess he targeted! And he could unlock these diaries simply by spending money.
Ren Zhacheng had been ecstatic. As an avid reader of web novels, he knew exactly what this meant. His time had come. He was the protagonist of his own story. Ignoring the shocked, disbelieving stares of the truck driver and passersby who saw him get hit and stand up without a scratch, he had scurried home to claim his novice gift package.
The package was more generous than he could have imagined: ten million in cash, a brand-new Lamborghini, and his first Goddess Future Diary.
Seeing the ten million deposited directly into his bank account had erased any lingering doubt. The System was real.
And the Goddess Future Diary belonged to He Yiyi.
From its digital pages, Ren Zhacheng uncovered a shocking secret. He Yiyi was not from a wealthy family at all. Her luxury bags, her designer clothes, her expensive cosmetics—all were purchased by embezzling public funds from the company. If this were ever exposed, she would undoubtedly end up in jail.
"Ren Zhacheng, I've already told you, don't bring me breakfast anymore."
He Yiyi's delicate brows furrowed slightly. Even when annoyed, her voice remained soft and gentle, like a spring breeze.
A female colleague at a nearby desk chimed in with a teasing, yet sharp-edged tone.
"Our Yiyi is the flower of the finance department, a beautiful, wealthy woman. There are so many people who fancy her, including a few rich second-generation heirs. Ren Zhacheng, you should just give up."
The other colleagues in the vicinity all looked at Ren Zhacheng with expressions of mockery and disdain. Their eyes clearly screamed that he was a toad trying to eat swan meat. He Yiyi was a goddess, both beautiful and rich. How could a pathetic office drone like Ren Zhacheng possibly be worthy of her?
If it were the old Ren Zhacheng, facing these mocking glares and disdainful whispers, he would have been utterly embarrassed, his face burning with shame as he stammered an apology and retreated.
But now, he was full of confidence and incredibly arrogant. He dropped all pretense of a friendly pursuit. He slammed the breakfast down on a nearby counter and fixed He Yiyi with a forceful, predatory gaze.
"He Yiyi, I have something very important to tell you. Come with me!"
"Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences!"
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