"Su Yun, I order you. Right now. This instant..."
By the teaching building of Qingbei Academy, a girl with cold eyes and striking beauty stood tall, her voice sharp with authority as she stared down the man in front of her.
"Release Chen Fan immediately. If you don't, I swear I'll kill you."
The man she faced was unnaturally handsome, his presence dangerously elegant. He wore a shirt embroidered from Heavenly Silkworm silk, glowing faintly with shifting rainbow light. Every thread radiated luxury.
His tall figure stood motionless, not because he lacked strength, but because he didn't need to move to be terrifying.
Su Yun didn't respond. He only stood there with his hands in his pockets, his gaze cold and unreadable. He said nothing, yet the pressure in the air grew heavier with every second of silence. No one dared approach him. Even the boldest students stayed ten steps away, whispering as they watched the scene unfold from a safe distance.
"Isn't Chen Fan the guy who sits next to Liu Ting? Why did he end up crossing Su Yun? He's been missing since yesterday."
"Someone said he passed Liu Ting a note during study hall. If that's true, someone must've told Su Yun."
"Chen Fan really asked for death." A student shook his head and sighed.
"Liu Ting is Su Yun's fiancée. Everyone knows he's obsessed with her. His temper's violent, his family's terrifying, and he owns the biggest stake in the academy. Even the dean doesn't dare step on his toes."
"Liu Ting isn't just beautiful, she's gentle too. Countless guys tried to chase her, but after the engagement was announced, anyone who made a move vanished without a sound."
"The graveyard keeps filling up, but who has the guts to blame Su Yun?"
The crowd stared at him, and behind their fear was something deeper—dread. No one said it, but everyone knew: if Su Yun wanted someone dead, no one could save them.
He stood with his hands in his pockets, eyes calm on the surface but hiding a sharpness that could cut through bone. His gaze locked onto Liu Ting, and even though he hadn't moved, the space between them felt like it was freezing over.
Inside, his thoughts were churning.
He came back. He really returned.
Wasn't he supposed to be in hell? That's what they always said. People who killed too many, who played with life and death like toys, who crawled through the gutters and came out bloody—those people didn't get second chances.
But he did.
Su Yun used to rule the underworld, walking both sides of the law for years. He crushed rivals, played with power, stepped over corpses without blinking, and still rose higher every day. The blood on his hands couldn't be washed off even if he burned in fire. Yet somehow, here he was, breathing again.
And not just alive—he was inside a world he once read about. A spiritual revival novel called Star Era. He remembered it clearly. In the book, the world began to awaken, and ancient bloodlines returned. But the character he became wasn't the protagonist.
No, he stepped right into the shoes of one of the most laughable villains in the whole story.
The original Su Yun had an insane background. His father was one of Huaxia's Six Primordial Gods. His mother was the eldest daughter of the Qin Clan, a family that traced its lineage all the way back to the Qin Dynasty. He was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and a sword in his hand. No one could rival his power or his family name.
And yet, somehow, he threw it all away chasing a girl.
Liu Ting.
She came from a declining noble clan in the imperial capital, a shadow of what it used to be. Still, Su Yun fell for her. And from that moment on, everything went downhill.
With his talent, status, and power, he could've shaken the heavens. But he chose to chase after her like a damn dog, letting her walk all over him, while the protagonist of the story, Ye Ling, swooped in and stole her heart.
It was the oldest script in the book.
Ye Ling rescued her once, and she gave him everything. She used Su Yun's influence to help Ye Ling rise. They got caught cheating behind his back, and then the two of them joined hands to kill him, pinning the blame on another noble house.
It didn't end there.
Liu Ting cried a little, played her part, and with Ye Ling's help, tricked Su Yun's mother into loving her. She gave them massive support, resources, and connections.
And by the time Su Yun's father found out the truth, it was too late. Ye Ling had already ascended, becoming Huaxia's seventh Primordial God. He killed Su Heng, Su Yun's father, with his own hands.
The protagonist's entire journey was soaked in Su Yun's blood, built on the bones of his clan.
In the end, Liu Ting became one of Ye Ling's women, a core member of his harem, madly devoted to him and utterly proud of it.
From the protagonist's point of view, it was the perfect ride—power, revenge, women, everything laid out for him.
And Su Yun?
He became a joke. Readers crowned him with the title of "Top Simp."
Thinking of that title made Su Yun's lips twitch.
He used to be a man who didn't even remember the names of the women in his bed. He floated through life surrounded by lust and smoke, untouchable and ruthless. He wasn't the kind of man who ever bowed his head to a woman.
Now he had to wear the title of Top Simp? That wasn't just humiliating. It was disgusting.
He was the one who put green hats on other men, not the one who wore them.
Now that he was here, none of that garbage was going to happen again. No fake protagonist was going to ride his coattails to glory. No scheming woman was going to trample his pride. He would rip them both apart and take everything for himself—fortune, power, women, legacy. All of it.
The Su Yun of this world was already doomed. Let him rest. Su Yun would take over now. He would use this name and this bloodline to build an empire greater than anyone could imagine. That much, he promised.
Right then, a cold mechanical voice rang out in his mind.
Ding. Plunder System bound successfully. Beginner's gift package delivered. Charisma +100.
Su Yun blinked, then slowly smiled. Looks like his golden finger has finally arrived.
A translucent panel appeared before his eyes.
[Host]:Su Yun
[Martial Soul]Fuxi Soul · Divine Bloodline
[Cultivation Realm]Blood Refinement Realm · Physical Strength: 400 tons
[Charisma]:200
[Talent]:Revered by Heaven and Earth
[Effect]:Doubles cultivation comprehension speed
After the revival of spiritual energy, the ancient bloodlines began returning to Earth. The new cultivation realms were Blood Tempering Stage, Profound Realm, Mystic Realm, Heavenly Realm, Saint Realm, and God Realm.
Blood Tempering Stage focused on tempering the body. Su Yun had just turned eighteen, and his physical strength already pushed the limits of the Blood Tempering Stage. He was already considered a peak-level genius.
He asked the system in his mind, "What does this charisma stat do? And what's your purpose?"
The system replied in a flat tone. "This system exists for one purpose: to increase the host's charisma."
Charisma boosts the host's affinity with all things in the world. The higher the value, the more beings will love, follow, and serve the host. It accelerates cultivation, improves comprehension, and draws fortune from the world itself.
Su Yun's lips curled. This was more interesting than he expected.
"So what you're saying is, the more charisma I have, the better I look, the more loyal others become, the more Heaven and Earth favor me, and the easier it is for me to grow stronger. Is that right?"
"Yes, host."
His grin grew sharper, a trace of dark charm flickering in his eyes.
"Then how do I get more charisma?"
"Plunder. Steal everything that benefits you. Crush your enemies. Seize what is theirs. Every step forward earns you more, until the world itself kneels before you."
Su Yun laughed.
That was the answer he wanted.
He used to live by one rule—take what you want, and crush anyone who gets in the way. He didn't play safe. He played to win. And now, with this background, these parents, and this status, there was no reason to hold back.
No one can stop him anymore.
So he will first start with Liu Ting, the girl who betrayed him. One of the protagonist's women. The first domino.
This time, there would be no simp, no green hat, no tragic death. There will only be domination.