Chapter 594: The Son of Destiny was slapped in the face!
[Ding! Child of Destiny Zhao Tao's vision went black, plundering +9999 destiny value!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Zhao Tao's jealousy exploded, plundering +9999 destiny value!]
...
Zhao Tao's eyes were practically spitting fire as he watched Shen Anyu holding his fiancée Zhang Yaqian's small hand.
Having transmigrated from Blue Star to this parallel world, what he was most satisfied with was not the hundreds of billions of yuan in family assets he was set to inherit, nor his own handsome appearance, nor even the ability to plagiarize legendary songs to achieve instant fame. No, the most precious treasure he had stumbled upon was this fiancée, Zhang Yaqian.
Heaven knows, the very first time Zhao Tao laid eyes on Zhang Yaqian, he had nearly drooled on the spot, his mind going completely blank.
Beautiful!
Unnervingly, impossibly beautiful!
How could such a divine creature exist in the world? She was like an elven princess who had strayed into the mortal realm, a being of purity and grace that simply did not belong in this mundane world of dust and noise.
Originally, Zhao Tao had been somewhat displeased with his situation. He was a noble transmigrator, a chosen one. His mind was a vault containing countless classic songs from his previous life, melodies destined to propel him to worldwide fame, to make him a superstar whose legend would echo through eternity. He had envisioned a future where countless beauties from the entertainment industry, both established starlets and rising newcomers, would flock to him. How could he possibly tie himself down to a single, unknown tree before even exploring the forest?
When Zhao Tao had first arrived in this world, the body's original host had just returned from studying abroad. The fool had died suddenly after an all-night rager at a bar with his degenerate friends, leaving behind a fractured set of memories that Zhao Tao barely inherited. But then, Director Zhao, his new and convenient father, had taken him to visit Director Zhang and his daughter, Zhang Yaqian.
The instant he saw her, the world had faded to gray. Zhao Tao's eyes locked onto her, his jaw went slack, and a primal sense of possessiveness ignited within him.
He was determined to have this fiancée! She would be his.
Of course, that didn't mean he would let go of the galaxy of beautiful women sparkling in the entertainment industry. This parallel world didn't have the icons from his past life—no 'Immortal Sister,' no Mimi, no Tian Tian—but it was teeming with its own goddesses, some even more stunning. The national superstar Zhong Lingyin, the rising starlet Wen Feifei from the Demon Capital, the quintessential actress Xu Ruoxue, and the new Jade Maiden Head, Zhou Minmin... they were all on his list.
He wanted Zhang Yaqian as his queen, and he wanted the others as his prized concubines.
Zhao Tao, a top student from a film academy in his past life, had been blessed with a photographic memory upon transmigration. It wasn't just classic songs he remembered with perfect clarity, but also the scripts for legendary television shows and blockbuster movies. Harry Potter, The Avengers, Let the Bullets Fly, Meteor Garden, My Fair Princess, Empresses in the Palace... with this arsenal, wouldn't he dominate the entire entertainment industry? Wouldn't those beautiful celebrities' eyes light up with admiration and desire as they rushed into his arms?
Zhao Tao was brimming with absolute confidence!
Which was why, as he pulled his sleek Ferrari up to the Jinxiu Mountain Villa, planning to treat his beloved fiancée Zhang Yaqian to a lavish dinner, he felt a surge of pure, unadulterated rage upon finding his home turf had been 'raided'.
A young man, somehow even more handsome than himself, was holding his fiancée's delicate hand. And Zhang Yaqian, her perfect face flushed a deep crimson, wasn't struggling or resisting in the slightest. She looked... shy. Happy, even.
The sight ripped through Zhao Tao like a physical blow.
He was furious!
Previously, whenever he had tried to so much as touch Zhang Yaqian's hand, she would shy away, dodging his attempts with a polite but firm refusal. At the time, Zhao Tao hadn't minded. He'd even chuckled to himself, thinking his fiancée was just endearingly pure and shy. He had been certain that as their feelings deepened, simple acts like holding hands would naturally follow.
But now, the hand he couldn't even touch was being held so openly in another man's palm, caressed and admired as if it were a priceless treasure.
The injustice was suffocating.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Zhao Tao was enraged, plundering +9999 destiny value!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Zhao Tao was exasperated, plundering +9999 destiny value!]
...
"Let go of Zhang Yaqian's hand! Take your dog paws off her!"
Zhao Tao couldn't bring himself to direct his anger at Zhang Yaqian's beautiful face, so he channeled all his venom into his glare at Shen Anyu. Where did this pretty boy come from, daring to poach on his territory? He looked vaguely familiar... wait. Wasn't this the boyfriend of Yang Luoluo, the breathtakingly beautiful daughter of the Yang's Hotpot Restaurant magnate? God damn it! He already had a goddess for a girlfriend, yet he still had the nerve to come and hook up with his fiancée? The thought fanned the flames of Zhao Tao's rage into an inferno.
Dog paws?
Shen Anyu's eyes narrowed, the smile on his face remaining, but a chilling frost entered his gaze. He spoke calmly, his voice a low, unhurried command:
"Slap him."
His voice had barely faded when the world seemed to warp. A shadow detached itself from the corner of the room, resolving into the form of a female guard. She moved without a sound, a phantom gliding over the polished floor, appearing directly in front of Zhao Tao in less than a heartbeat. Before his mind could even process her presence, her hand was already a blur.
CRACK!
The sound was sharp and wet, echoing through the opulent villa like a gunshot. Zhao Tao's head snapped to the side with such force that his neck vertebrae screamed in protest. A spray of saliva and blood misted the air. He tasted copper and felt a tooth loosen.
Before the first wave of pain and shock could even register, the second slap landed. Then the third, the fourth, the fifth. The guard's movements were a ruthless, metronomic display of violence. Her arm became a piston of punishment, delivering eighteen consecutive slaps in a dizzying, brutal rhythm.
Zhao Tao's head was thrown back and forth like a rattle-drum, the motion so fast it created genuine afterimages. His world dissolved into a storm of concussive force, blinding light, and the deafening thunder of his own flesh being struck.
Since Shen Anyu hadn't ordered a kill, the female Grandmaster guard wasn't using lethal force. But what was the power of a Grandmaster? At full strength, she could liquefy a black bear's skull with a single strike. Even a thousandth of that power, a mere fraction of a fraction, was an overwhelming force that a mortal like Zhao Tao could never hope to endure.
In seconds, he was beaten into a grotesque caricature of his former self. His face swelled into a puffy, crimson mass, resembling a pig's head. His lips, once a point of pride, were now bloated into two fat sausages, split and bleeding.
"Enough."
As Shen Anyu's calm voice fell, the storm of violence ceased as abruptly as it began. The female Grandmaster guard immediately bowed her head and retreated back into the shadows, melting away as if she had never been there.
Shen Anyu observed the trembling wreck that was Zhao Tao—a pathetic mix of shock, incandescent rage, and primal fear. A strange, calculating glint flashed in his eyes.
'This Child of Destiny isn't very valuable,' he thought with cold detachment. 'No System, and his growth potential is negligible. If he dares to be presumptuous again, I'll just deal with him early.'
[Name: Zhao Tao]
[Age: 22]
[Background: If I don't work hard at singing, I'll have to go home and inherit billions of assets! Child of Destiny, Zhao Tao transmigrated to a parallel world, becoming a rich second generation. He discovered that this world surprisingly lacked the familiar songs from his previous life. Zhao Tao, who was a failed music academy student in his previous life, was instantly thrilled. He debuted directly, and his song 'Blue and White Porcelain' caused a sensation in the Yanxia music scene!]
[Subsequently, 'Jiangnan,' 'My Homeland,' 'Bubble,' 'Clown,' 'Decent,' 'Qilixiang,' 'Lotus Pond Moonlight'... one classic song after another from his previous life completely swept the internet, making him the new King of Pop!]
[When reporters came to interview him and asked Zhao Tao why he was so talented, Zhao Tao spread his hands and said helplessly: "If I don't work hard at writing and singing songs, I'll have to go home and inherit billions of assets..."]
[The reporter then asked: "King Zhao, many people say you're the walking pile driver of the Yanxia entertainment industry. Is that true?" Zhao Tao: "...Slander! I'll sue you for slander! I am devoted to my fiancée Zhang Yaqian!"]
[Cultivation: Battle Scum]
[Abilities: Strong memory, songs from previous life...]
[Personality: Meticulous, loves to show off, lustful]
[Items: Ferrari, Vacheron Constantin...]
[Associated Heroines: Zhang Yaqian, over a hundred, other women's destiny value is too low to count!]
[Destiny Value: 500,000]
...
This entertainment-themed Child of Destiny, Zhao Tao, possessed no System. His golden finger was nothing more than an extraordinary memory filled with classic songs and film scripts from another world—completely and utterly useless to Shen Anyu.
If it weren't for the 500,000 Destiny Points he carried, which, while not a fortune, was still something—meat on a mosquito's leg is still meat—he would have already vanished from the face of the earth for daring to use the term 'dog paws' in Shen Anyu's presence.
"You... you ack-shully... haaad shumwun hit me..." Zhao Tao's voice trembled, a mangled slur thick with rage and pain. His words were airy and lisped, as several of his teeth had been knocked clean out.
"And why shouldn't I hit you?" Shen Anyu tilted his head, his smile leisurely, as if discussing the weather.
"I... my dad ish Zhao Chaoguang! Chairman of Chenguang Group! One of the top ten rishesht people in Hangzhou, with a net worth of sheventy billion! You hit me! My dad won't let you off!" Zhao Tao spat hatefully, blood and saliva dribbling down his chin.
"So what?" Shen Anyu scoffed, the sound dripping with disdain. Forget one of the top ten richest men in Hangzhou. Even the richest man in all of Yanxia was less than an ant in his eyes.
Looking at the entire globe, with the colossal power Shen Anyu now wielded, he disdained everyone. The only exceptions were those monstrous Sons of Destiny whose backgrounds were still unknown, the heaven-defying anomalies who might have returned as Immortal Emperors or stumbled upon Divine Artifacts. Everyone else was simply beneath his notice.
Shen Anyu was now a Martial Arts Land Immortal. His immortal cultivation had reached the tenth layer. He possessed a God-level Steel Body, God-level Telekinesis, the Heavenly Secret Qi Observation Technique, the Two-Aspects Life-Death Mystical Light, and a host of other trump cards. Combined, his power was so immense he could likely challenge a true Martial God.
Beyond his personal strength, the forces he commanded were terrifying: the Dragon King Society led by the formidable Luo Yuhe, the Shadow Alliance controlled by the ruthless Guo Laoliu, and the remnants of the Wan Fa Sect he had just subdued. Then there were women like Bai Bing, Susan, Yang Luoluo, Liu Ruyan, and Ye Liyou, each possessing extraordinary strength in their own right.
On a global scale, the power he controlled was equivalent to that of a great nation.
In less than half a year, he had single-handedly surpassed the ancient and powerful foundations of both Yanxia's Shen Clan and Yanxia's An Clan.
Shen Anyu felt a swell of arrogance, tempered by a sliver of emotion at his own meteoric rise.
Zhao Tao looked at Shen Anyu, who was smiling faintly, and felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, not daring to look directly. He then felt humiliated in front of his fiancée Zhang Yaqian, and was utterly enraged, cursing at the bodyguards behind him:
"What do I pay you for? Hurry up and attack!"
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