Chapter 430: From Today On, I'll Be a Hidden Boss!

Jiang Ke’er is a Heavenly Demon!

The news spread like wildfire and had already spread across Shenzhou.

Given Yu Wenhua Ji’s nature, how could he possibly let such a rare opportunity slip by to ruin Jiang Ke’er’s reputation and mess with the Demon Race’s mentality? But this time, he didn’t.

The “Lord’s” whereabouts were unknown, and the Immortal Gate had been plundered, which made him pull back from the edge of self-destruction.

He knew that if he dared to disgust Jiang Ke’er today, she would dare to annihilate the entire Human Clan of Shenzhou tomorrow.

Now that the Immortal Gate was lost, the situation had completely reversed.

Immortal Grade power was completely sealed off beyond the heavens, and even the timing of its return was now decided by Jiang Ke’er… There was no longer any force that could stop her.

The predicament the Human Clan now faced was what the Demon Race had endured for millennia—only worse!

It was like a fifty-speed electric fan hovering just one centimeter above the Human Clan’s heads. Whoever dared to jump would lose their head.

Unlike the Demon Race, which could be raised and still produce some Pill Refinement materials, the Human Clan had no remaining value. If the Demon Race was angered, extermination would happen in no time.

Thus, everyone quickly recognized the situation and began using all their power to clean up for Jiang Ke’er, doing everything possible to end the hostility between the two races as fast as they could.

Yu Wenhua Ji unhesitatingly exposed how “that Lord” had used a large number of living souls to repair the Immortal Gate.

At the same time, he piled all the dirty deeds he had done onto “that Lord.”

He had perfectly crafted the image of a super villain! The Brocade-clad Youth would probably be furious enough to rise from the dead if he heard this.

Plus, with eyewitness video evidence as proof, the Brocade-clad Youth was completely unable to clear his name now, even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

On the other hand, although Jiang Ke’er was feared by all sides due to her identity as a Heavenly Demon, under the full-force propaganda and praise from every race, she didn’t end up being hunted and cursed by everyone!

Aversion was unavoidable, but it didn’t reach the point where some hotheaded fool would raise a banner and lead a siege… because, after all, they couldn’t win anyway.

When the gap in power becomes extreme enough, people don’t even develop any crooked thoughts—they don’t even feel uncomfortable. Because the brain will actively try to block out the matter, avoiding the pain of excessive despair.

*

After leaving the valley, Jiang Ke’er did not go to Jiangdu City with Qiao Xiaoxian.

She had ultimately become a Heavenly Demon, and she didn’t want her past friends to feel embarrassed when they saw her again.

They arrived at a small seaside fishing village on the southern border of Dongsheng Shenzhou and rented a courtyard.

After cleaning the outward-facing shop area and wiping away the dust, Jiang Ke’er set up blacksmithing equipment.

Then she hung a plaque at the entrance: [The Ordinary Blacksmith Shop of Interest]

“… The name you came up with—just looking at it, that’s obviously a hidden boss,” the Righteous Path System Little Girl remarked.

“Not bad, right?” Jiang Ke’er furrowed her small brows in deep thought. “I think it’s pretty ordinary. I just told the truth…”

“Whatever makes you happy.” The Righteous Path Little Girl gave up trying to persuade her.

Speaking of which, although Jiang Ke’er had completely switched sides to the Villain System—that is, the Ancient God camp—the Righteous Path System still hadn’t disappeared.

This was one of the conditions the Nine-tailed Dharma Aspect had proposed at the time.

If she wanted to protect Qiao Xiaoxian, there were three things she had to do. In exchange.

One: Minimize the frequency of using Ancient God power.

Two: Keep the system and continue cultivating her own abilities.

Three: Call her “Mom.”

Jiang Ke’er could understand the first two things; she had intended to do them herself anyway. But the third thing…

Forget it. She’d just indulge this big shot’s weird taste. It wasn’t like changing her address would cost her anything.

Shrugging, Jiang Ke’er stood in front of the door of [The Ordinary Blacksmith Shop of Interest] , examining the storefront. She wondered if she was missing something.

“Oh, right.”

She pulled out a wooden board and wrote a line of catalog on it.

[Low-price commissions:

Agricultural equipment, pots and pans, hardware sundries, Grade 8 Artifact forging

Repairs:

Ice cellars, projection stones, laundry machines, water heaters, wooden oxen and sliding horses, Grade 8 Artifacts]

After writing, Jiang Ke’er clapped the chalk dust off her hands with satisfaction and propped the large wooden board up in front of the blacksmith shop.

The Villain System’s mouth twitched. “Didn’t something weird sneak into that list of yours?”

“Oh, you mean those daily necessities? I think a good blacksmith shop shouldn’t only forge Grade 8 Artifacts.”

“…” The Villain System paused, feeling like something was off but couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“There aren’t many people in the village. The blacksmith shop probably won’t get much business,” Qiao Xiaoxian said as she walked over. “I just asked around. There’s no private school or martial arts gym for dozens of miles around here. Our courtyard is pretty big. Would you like to consider it?”

Jiang Ke’er lowered her head and thought for a moment, then shook her head.

She had come here to live a peaceful, warm little life of cultivation with Qiao Xiaoxian.

She had seen too much blood and fire, hatred and slaughter. Now, she didn’t want to touch any more worldly troubles.

She just wanted to live quietly for a few thousand more years, to live with Qiao Xiaoxian into that era she remembered—the era of Earth—and be a silent witness to history.

Opening a private school wasn’t about being afraid of students causing trouble; it was about being afraid she couldn’t help herself—couldn’t stop herself from passing on her thoughts, will, and skills.

For this era, that wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing, but it would easily disturb her peaceful life.

Qiao Xiaoxian frowned. “That doesn’t sound like you.”

Jiang Ke’er smiled but didn’t explain.

‘That really doesn’t sound like you,’ came the Nine-tailed Dharma Aspect’s voice in Jiang Ke’er’s mind.

“It doesn’t matter what I sound like,” Jiang Ke’er shook her head and said in her mind to the Nine-tailed Dharma Aspect. “After all, I’m not you. I can’t strategize like you, can’t be as confident and powerful as you, and can’t have the ability and confidence to hold everything in my hands.”

“All I have is the courage to grow from failure after failure, to be cautious in desperate situations, and to go all in every single time,” Jiang Ke’er glanced secretly at Qiao Xiaoxian. “I can gamble for her, and naturally I can fold for her. I don’t want to take any more risks.”

Jiang Ke’er wouldn’t let any possible factor disrupt the peaceful life she had with Qiao Xiaoxian.

The Nine-tailed Dharma Aspect laughed.

‘Daughter, let’s make a bet. Mom bets you can’t hold it in.’

“You’re pretty good at calling me daughter, aren’t you?” Jiang Ke’er glared angrily. “How’d you get so good at taking advantage of me? No bet!”

‘Tsk, tsk… What an unfilial daughter…’

Jiang Ke’er rejected Qiao Xiaoxian’s idea of opening a private school.

However, if she wanted to live a secluded life like an ordinary person and avoid suspicion, she needed a stable source of income.

Sure, she was actually very rich, but that money came from unknown sources. Using it rashly would make people suspicious of their identities.

So they had to start from a simple life, slowly develop and operate, and let herself and Qiao Xiaoxian become wealthy in a legitimate way. That way, they wouldn’t arouse anyone’s suspicion.

Opening a private school or martial arts gym was actually quite profitable. Since there were no schools or gyms for dozens of miles around, the education industry was lacking. It would be a perfect opportunity.

But no. Absolutely not.

Just as Jiang Ke’er thought this, she suddenly froze.

Up until now, none of the “absolutely not” things she had sworn on had escaped the “it actually smells good” fate…

Could it be that the protagonist of this book wasn’t Qiao Xiaoxian?

Maybe the title of this book was actually… The Complete Collection of Jiang Ke’er’s ‘It Smells Good’ Giveaways ?