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Chapter 101: Tasting the Tributes · Oct 29, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: Tasting the Tributes 2026-10-29
102 Chapter 102: It’s Over, I’m Surrounded by Beautiful Girls 2026-10-29
103 Chapter 103: The Number One Human Cauldron 2026-10-29
104 Chapter 104: Infinite Experience Pack 2026-10-29
105 Chapter 105: Enticement 2026-10-29
106 Chapter 106: Hibernation and Cultivation 2026-10-29
107 Chapter 107: Return to Great Derivation 2026-10-29
108 Chapter 108: Swaggering 2026-10-29
109 Chapter 109: Fang... Young Hero Fang 2026-10-29
110 Chapter 110: Setting Off, North to the Imperial Capital 2026-10-29
111 Chapter 111: Idol Hitting the Charts 2026-10-29
112 Chapter 112: Body Spongification 2026-10-29
113 Chapter 113: Crushing! Humiliation 2026-10-29
114 Chapter 114: Sacrificial Artifact 2026-10-29
115 Chapter 115: You Wouldn’t Want Your God to Suffer... 2026-10-29
116 Chapter 116: You Talked the Emperor to Death 2026-10-29
117 Chapter 117: Never Offend a Luck Superhuman 2026-10-29
118 Chapter 118: Several Ways to Become Emperor 2026-10-29
119 Chapter 119: It’s Fang Can I’m Looking For 2026-10-29
120 Chapter 120: A Hero’s Entrance 2026-10-29
121 Chapter 121: The Slash of No Thought 2026-10-29
122 Chapter 122: Rumors and the Princess 2026-10-29
123 Chapter 123: Hidden Killing Intent 2026-10-29
124 Chapter 124: On the Record 2026-10-29
125 Chapter 125: Profound Gate Tenth Layer! Indifferent Spectacles 2026-10-29
126 Chapter 126: Because the Sun Will Rain Today 2026-10-29
127 Chapter 127: Hypnosis vs. Intuition 2026-10-29
128 Chapter 128: The Pure Love Warrior’s Victory 2026-10-29
129 Chapter 129: The Disparity of the Heaven-Ascending Road 2026-10-29
130 Chapter 130: Sharpening the Spear Before Battle! Kasaya Demon Suppression Skill 2026-10-29
131 Chapter 131 - 130: Sharpening the Spear: Kasaya Demon Suppression Skill 2026-10-29
132 Chapter 132 - 131: Stronger Power 2026-10-29
133 Chapter 133 - 132: Flesh and Blood Modification 2026-10-29
134 Chapter 134 - 133: Indestructible Demon Body, Return 2026-10-29
135 Chapter 135 - 134: Smashing Everything 2026-10-29
136 Chapter 136 - 135: The Ambition of the Prince of Great Chu 2026-10-29
137 Chapter 137 - 136: Removing the Armor 2026-10-29
138 Chapter 138 - 137: Just the Time for Cultivation 2026-10-29
139 Chapter 139 - 138: Princess? Commandery Princess? The Heaven-Ascending Road at Age 7 2026-10-29
140 Chapter 140 - 139: Family Fortune? Or Family Annihilation? 2026-10-29
141 Chapter 141 - 140: Lie Detector 2026-10-29
142 Chapter 142 - 141: This Master Will Borrow Fang Can 2026-10-29
143 Chapter 143 - 142: Cleaning up the Small Fry 2026-10-29
144 Chapter 144 - 143: Welcoming the God into the Capital 2026-10-29
145 Chapter 145 - 144: Human Banner, Crossing the River 2026-10-29
146 Chapter 146 - 145: New Main Quest 2026-10-29
147 Chapter 147 - 146: An All-or-Nothing Gamble 2026-10-29
148 Chapter 148 - 147: Karmic Repayment 2026-10-29
149 Chapter 149 - 148: Lascivious God Curse 2026-10-29
150 Chapter 150 - 149: Wedding Dress Divine Art, A Gift to the Past 2026-10-29

Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Tasting the Tributes

Inside the empty, cold mansion, three young women of unparalleled grace and ethereal bearing sat nervously on the sofa.

Whether it was their elegant demeanor, superb figures, or their stunning looks and flawless complexions, these three were the epitome of otherworldly beauty in human society.

They were part of the New Country’s 100 Beauties, handpicked by officials from image libraries through multiple rounds of selection—a one-in-a-million process.

Their ages ranged from eighteen to twenty-five, and they had studied or worked in artistic fields like modeling, dance, and opera.

From childhood, they had been inundated with praise.

At first glance, anyone would immediately recognize them as undeniable beauties.

Growing up in such an environment, they were, of course, well aware of the resources their looks could bring.

But beyond that, they also saw the path their futures would take.

They would either die alone or become caged canaries for the superpowered. There was no third option.

Because of their beauty, they could easily obtain sponsorship from others, all of whom had ulterior motives.

But also because of their beauty, no ordinary man dared to approach them.

Beauties of their caliber were not for ordinary people to enjoy. In the New Country, exceptional beauty was, in itself, a responsibility.

These women were like the finest tributes; precisely because they were rare, they were meant to be offered to the heavens and the gods.

The superpowered, who reigned above the lower class, were like gods, looking down upon the mortal world from on high.

If the mood struck, they would pick out a few choice tributes to slake their thirst.

These offerings were not to be touched by anyone else, even if they were left to rot.

If a god discovered that a tribute had been ”bitten” by a mortal before they could partake, or that it was in any way ”damaged,” it would be considered an act of great disrespect.

That was why when a superpowered individual looked for a woman, it was like sweeping for mines—a single sweep could wipe out a huge number of people.

The ”god” demanded not only the woman herself but also the elimination of all men who had been close to her.

Sometimes, their rage would spiral out of control.

For instance, they might first kill the man who touched the tribute, then annihilate his entire clan, and even kill the woman’s parents and teachers.

How dare you raise your child to fall in love so casually?

Now look, the peach is spoiled. It can’t be eaten! So you all have to die.

In such mine-sweeping-style searches, it wasn’t impossible for a single incident to implicate hundreds of people.

Therefore, to this day, a silent, unwritten rule existed among the lower class throughout the New Country.

Don’t get too close to exceptionally beautiful men and women. Don’t even let your gaze linger on them for too long.

Think of your family. The consequences are more than you can bear.

Thus, these beauties had never had any close male friends or relatives, because no one dared to be so bold as to overstep that boundary.

This wasn’t just true for these women. With his looks, Fang Can had faced the same situation before revealing his superpowers.

Fang Can had always been silently regarded by his classmates and teachers as a prospective member of some female super’s harem, and he had no close friends, male or female.

After all, what older woman wouldn’t be smitten by a young man like him?

And in the early hours of this morning, these women knew their time to be offered as tribute had come.

The thought of what was to come filled their hearts not with joy, but with anxiety and terror for the future.

A god’s grace is as vast as the sea! A god’s might is as inescapable as a prison! A god’s will is impossible to predict!

Before coming here, they were only told by the staff to follow the super’s arrangements. They knew nothing else.

The thought of dedicating their entire lives to some unknown superpowered lord—not knowing his appearance, his personality, or even his kinks and preferences—was terrifying.

If he enjoyed things that were too extreme to even be shown, their lives would become a torment worse than death.

The one who had summoned them might not even be a man. It could be some older woman, jealous of their youth and beauty, who wanted to torture them.

So, before meeting their new master, their fear and anxiety far outweighed any anticipation of being chosen by a superpowered lord.

It was like a blind box game of life; no one knew if they would draw a prize or a punishment.

CREAK!

With a soft sound, the main door was slowly pushed open, and a figure walked in with unhurried steps.

The moment the door opened, they knew the blind box that would decide their fate was about to be revealed.

The women, who had been sitting elegantly on the sofa, immediately stood up, faced the door in unison, and bowed deeply. ”Welcome home, my lord.”

As they spoke, their eyes remained respectfully fixed on the floor. They could only see the person’s body blocking the sunlight from outside, casting a slender silhouette on the ground.

’It’s a man, a superpowered lord with a slender build.’ The women made their first judgment based on the shadow.

Facing their bows, the man said calmly, ”Mm, good morning.”

As a voice that sounded vaguely familiar to them spoke, the man shut the heavy, gilded door of the villa behind him with a THUD.

’That voice... where have I heard it before?’ The thought surfaced in all three of their minds. They subconsciously straightened up and looked at the man before them.

Dazzling! Eye-catching!

At the very first glance, they were instinctively drawn to his skin, which was so fair it seemed to glow.

Thanks to the light-absorbing properties of the Great Sun Undying Demon Body, excess light clung to the surface of his skin, creating a faint shimmer.

Outdoors, in the daylight, it wasn’t very noticeable.

But inside the dimly lit villa, both his hair and skin emitted a soft glow, as if a god had descended to the mortal world.

Generally, the more pure and flawless something white is, the more any tiny blemish—like a black dot on a white sheet of paper—is magnified.

But on Fang Can’s impeccable, luminous skin, which resembled the finest jade, not a single flaw could be found.

Then, there were his features.

Any one of Fang Can’s features, taken individually, could have been selected by an art academy as a paradigm of aesthetic perfection.

When his perfect features came together, his gentle aura didn’t give the women a feeling of unapproachability.

Instead, it evoked an instinctive desire to draw closer.

Looking at the man standing before them, the women subconsciously slowed their breathing, afraid that even the slightest sound might disturb his thoughts.

His appearance could be described as magnificent in its beauty, a beauty that was a craft bordering on the sublime.

After all, even Ye Qingshi, who would one day be ranked on the Celestial Secret Tower’s list of beauties, would feel inadequate and comment, ”If he were to wear women’s clothing, I couldn’t compare.”

’Wait... isn’t this Fang... my lord?’

Suddenly, the women, who had been lost in his beauty, recognized him.

Wasn’t the superpowered man before them the same one from yesterday’s Carnival Day broadcast?

He crushed his enemies, representing strength!

He protected the city, representing goodness!

His unparalleled looks represented beauty!

A superpowered being who embodied strength, beauty, AND goodness wanted them? It couldn’t be, right???

This was no longer about them pulling an SSR from a blind box; it was as if they, a bunch of R cards, were being actively pulled by the SSR himself.

Wasn’t this super afraid that adding them would pollute his card pool?

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