The Sugar Mommy System: The Evil Young Master is Villain!!!

"Huh? What's that?"

"Senior brothers, did you head that? There seems to be an explosion coming from here..."

"Don't tell me people are already fighting for treasure..."

"It seems that's the place for receiving the inheritance of Immortal..."

"Oh! Let's go there then,... Either we fly high or Fly high,"

"I was thinking the same, the inheritance of Immortal should belong to our clan,"

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"AH— something is going in there, It seems someone has already managed to find the inheritance,"

"Senior sister, there seems to be a loud loud explosion, I think it's better not to go there... We all have our cultivation suppressed, going there would only be foolishness,"

"Junior... This is a thrilling life, winner takes all while losers die. It's either we win big or we lose, without taking the risk, one can never achieve immortality unless favored by the heaven itself,"

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The explosion had attracted the attention of many clans and families who were wondering about their path choices.

The explosion was like a deal breaker to them, helping them navigate the path.

In a rush, everyone began to move toward the place from where the explosion sounded, completely unaware of the fact that they were dancing blindly in the palm of someone else.

[ Ding! The Host has played behind the scenes and attracted many Daoists outside the tomb to the private world of immortal... ]

[ Ding! The Host has played behind the scenes creating a mind-blowing scheme to reduce the gain of the Protagonist ]

[ Ding! You have successfully plundered 300 Luck value from Yang Khan ]

[ Ding! Luck value has been converted into 36,000 Points ]

[ Ding! You have obtained an additional 4,000 points ]

[ Ding! You have obtained 200,000 Exp ]

Seeing a bunch of blue holograms in front of him, his stoic face has a small smile for a slight moment, knowing his plan had worked well.

Every single person who had stepped inside this tomb was already aware of the fact that they may die, so when opportunity struck, they weren't going to back down easily.

'Happy Birthday Yang Khan, hope you will like my gift,' Bai Lung said in his heart.

Make no mistake, it wasn't Yang Khan's birthday, and Bai Lung has no interest in learning the birthday of a Mistake.

...

Bai Lung observed the commotion in the distance with cool detachment, his sharp eyes missing nothing.

The fools came scurrying like ants drawn to the honey, their petty ambitions blinding them to the true danger that lurked in the shadows.

"They will learn soon enough that the inheritance they seek is but an illusion - a trap set by powers beyond their comprehension," he murmured, his lips curving into a sardonic smile, the talented origins creating a fresh aroma.

The Saintess responded with a slight nod, her own keen intellect already working to analyze the situation.

"Your words ring true, Young Master Bai. These fools have stumbled into a web of your own design... I am learning things and two from you,?" A ghost of a smile played on her lips.

"I eagerly await the unfolding of your masterful scheme."

Bai Lung's eyes glinted with a cold gleam. "I am honored by Saintess's words. For now, let us observe the dance of the moths as they flutter towards the flickering flame,"

He raised a hand, summoning a shimmering barrier that obscured their presence from the approaching cultivators.

"Let the games begin,"

...

Tuk! Tak!

The sounds of the approaching horde of cultivators grew ever louder, their thunderous footsteps shaking the very ground.

Ye Feng, a wise cultivator from a humble clan, narrowed his eyes, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly.

"They come, like a swarm of locusts drawn to the promise of a bountiful harvest." He turned to his companions, their faces etched with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

"Remember, we must be vigilant. The true treasure here may be more than any of us bargained for."

Beside him, Mei Lingyu, a beautiful woman, nodded, her delicate features hardened with resolve.

"Agreed. This 'inheritance' reeks of treachery. We would do well to tread carefully, lest we become ensnared in the web that has been woven for the unwary,"

Though most were unknown, few had already decoded the cipher... Someone deliberately attracted the attention of everyone here, however, the reason remained unknown.

Haaaaittttt~

Hyaaaaaa!

Crumble beneath my power!

Clang! Clash! Slash! Ting!!!!!

The sounds of shouting and the clash of steel echoed through the hidden realm, signaling that the first wave of cultivators had breached the barrier.

Ye Feng's lips curled into a rueful smile.

"So it begins. May the heavens have mercy on those people, for I fear they shall find none here," He turned to the others, his gaze sweeping over them with a mixture of camaraderie and concern.

"Brothers and sisters, be vigilant. The true challenge lies ahead, and I fear not all of us may survive to see the end of this ordeal,"

Tanggggg! Cliggggg! Baaam! Boommmmmm!

Slash! Swish! Swooosh~ swish!

As the sounds of battle grew more intense, Ye Feng steeled himself, his hand tightening around the hilt of his sword.

Whatever dangers awaited them, he was prepared to face them head-on, for the sake of his clan and his own pursuit of immortality.

[ Ye Feng — A Supporting Character ]

[ Mei Lingyu — A female supporting character lead ]

Glancing at these two figures Bai Lung's lips slightly twitched... Especially that woman, she was beautiful, sexy, and had a unique charm.

Not to mention, she had the smell of a higher-grade spirit root that made Bai Lung hungry for her... Rather than hungry for her... It was that child growing up her belly.

[ Ding! Fetus detected... ]

[ Ding! The unborn child of heaven has been verified! ]

[ Ding! Primordial Lord Saint soul detected...]

"Ooh! How interesting...." Bai Lung muttered under his breath, which was barely audible.

'Does this child have Luck?'

[ Ding! As someone who has yet to be born, he doesn't possess any Karma or Luck at the moment ]

'Ooh! How interesting....'

A cold chilly wind blew.

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