Grand_Void_Daoist

“You Scammer! Return me my 10,000-year-old Mystic Jade Staff!”

“You lost it fair and square in the gamble, Grand Elder. I can’t help it if your so-called Profound Scrying Eyes couldn’t see through my cups.”

“What cups!? Those were the Divine Temple Bells of the Mahayana Temple!”

“And?”

“Even the Immortal Monarch himself can’t see through them, you thief!”

***

“What do you mean you won’t reimburse me for the Flying Sword Insurance I took?”

“The terms and conditions clearly state that there will be no reimbursement within the first year of taking out the policy.”

“You never said that!”

“And you never read the fine print in the contract, Patriarch.”

“The fine print that was written with illusory ink!? You bastard!”

***

“How did my small loan of 1,000 Immortal Stones turn into a debt of 100,000 Immortal Stones? You loan shark!”

“That’s just the power of compounding, my friend.”

“You call that compounding? I took the loan last week, you scammer! And I’m not your friend, I’m the goddamn Emperor!”

***

“How are you not dead? I saw your corpse with my own eyes!”

“My death was greatly exaggerated, Senior Sister.”

“You didn’t even have a head!”

“Like I said, exaggerated.”

***

In the vast world of cultivation, where honor and integrity reign supreme, one man dares to defy the heavens—not with sword or spell, but with deception and trickery.

Once a lowly street urchin, Han Yu quickly realized that cultivation required three things: talent, resources, and powerful backers. He had none of those. What he did have, however, was a sharp tongue, quick hands, and a complete lack of shame.

From gambling dens to immortal auctions, from conning sect elders to running an interdimensional insurance scam, Han Yu’s reputation spreads across the cultivation world like an unstoppable plague. 

No treasure is too sacred, no contract too ironclad, and no oath too unbreakable for him to twist to his advantage. Even the mighty Immortal Clans dare not underestimate him—after all, the last sect that tried ended up legally belonging to him.

With a growing list of enemies, a debt larger than some celestial empires, and a skillset that consists entirely of loopholes, misdirection, and sheer audacity, Han Yu’s journey to the peak of immortality is anything but conventional.

Will he be hunted down by every major power in the realm? Will he accidentally scam his way into becoming an Immortal Emperor? Or will he outwit even fate itself and make the heavens owe him a favor?

One thing is certain—when Han Yu is involved, nothing is ever fair, but the house always wins.

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P.S: This book is set in the universe of Walker of the Words and is in the same time period.

Tags: #Comedy
#weak to strong
#Scamming
#Beast companions 
#Monster Master
#World Exploration
#Faceslapping
#Overpowered Cheats
#Pretending to be weak

Strongest Scammer: Scamming The World, One Death At A Time

The next morning, Han Yu stood outside Li Mei's workshop, arms crossed, dressed in his freshest clean-ish robes. Warlord Sniffles perched on his shoulder like a fuzzy war general.

The door opened, revealing Li Mei with soot in her hair and a rat wearing safety goggles on her head.

"You're early," she said, peering at him.

"I have a proposition," Han Yu said solemnly.

Li Mei raised an eyebrow. "If it's about selling those Panic Pellets, no."

"No, no." He waved her off. "I want you to give me something that helps my cultivation."

"Think about it," he said, stepping inside. "If I get stronger, I can survive more of your weird pills. We both win."

Li Mei narrowed her eyes. "True… But you realize the cultivation-enhancing pills I make have, um, slightly higher chances of side effects?"

A Win Win