Family Stealing System: your wife, mother, sister, all mine now!
Chapter 1: Buckle Up Your Belts!

Chapter 1: Buckle Up Your Belts!

Waking up to the sight of a young girl giving you head wasn’t bad at all. But sadly, Kian wasn’t nearly that lucky.

What he woke up to was a young man.

’What the fuck?’

The strange, unknown young man was unbuckling Kian’s pants, a greedy, almost feral expression plastered across his face.

A young lady stood right beside him, her features twisted with open disgust.

If anyone had the right to be disgusted, though, it was Kian.

The girl had such a terrible case of pimples that it was genuinely hard to look at her. Meanwhile, the strange man was already far too close to fully unbuckling Kian’s pants.

"Look at him, wasting such a fine pair of silk pants on himself," the young girl said, her eyes gleaming with the same greedy hunger. "Big brother, take it! Take his underwear as well. He might be an Immortal Sect member, but a corpse is still just a corpse."

"I heard he was killed and thrown out of the sect by a Chosen One with great fortune and talent. Hehehe, he deserves it," the man said, finally unbuckling the belt. "Oh, look, he seems to have a big stick hidden in his pants."

’That’s not a stick, you bastard!’

Kian wanted nothing more than to wake up and kick this strange pant-stealer right in the balls.

Killed? Who the hell was killed?

But what could he do?

No matter how hard he tried, Kian couldn’t move his own body. He could only lie there in helpless shock, thoughts racing nonstop.

Why is this bastard wearing some Chinese drama robes? What bullshit is this?

[Ding!]

[The soul has successfully found a new host body.]

[Initializing body takeover protocol...]

[The body’s previous soul has already been shattered.]

’What? What is this blue screen? Who is talking inside my head?’

[Ding!]

[Collecting soul shards and using them to rapidly heal the soul...]

[Gained access to the previous host’s memories.]

For a moment, the voices and the blue screen vanished.

The young girl leaned in, curious to see what the pants had hidden until now.

"Wow, he really does have a big dragon!"

She squatted down beside the ’corpse’ and gently grabbed it.

"Wow!" she said. "It feels so squishy and full."

Kian was just too dumbfounded to react.

"What are you doing?!" The young man, who had worked so hard to unbuckle the pants, couldn’t help but stare at his sister in shock. "You can’t do that!"

"I was curious about an Immortal! I might never see one like him again, right?"

Suddenly, a powerful headache assaulted Kian’s mind.

Memories streamed into his mind, familiar yet strangely unfamiliar.

The body he was currently inhabiting was not his own. Its owner was also named Kian—a young man from a mountain sect called Hugan.

He was not talented in cultivation, but he was a very proud person. Yesterday, while doing a chore for the sect, he had noticed a Core Disciple.

That Core Disciple had just happened to be scheming a poisoning attempt when he saw him.

To hide that fact, the Core Disciple destroyed his soul using a Spiritual Weapon and threw his body into the river. Carried along by the current, his corpse finally reached a mountain below the sect, ending up in the hands of these thieves!

Yesterday, a young man aspiring to be an immortal. Today, a corpse.

[Ding!]

[Soul fully healed.]

[Gaining full control of the body...]

[Generating a system]

[Build a humble, kind family and grow strong-$$$]

[Glitching]

[System Generation failed]

[Fixing]

[Got a strong signal from the body’s current Karmic Hex]

[System Generation succesful]

[Family Stealing System is now active. Set a target to begin stealing.]

The young girl gently moved her hand up and down experimentally, her eyes wide with innocent curiosity.

"Why... Why haven’t you let it go yet?!" her brother shouted, his voice cracking in disbelief.

She looked at her brother in confusion, still holding the warm, hardening length in her small hand. "Brother, does a corpse still get hard?"

"No?"

"Then why is this getting hard?"

Kian slowly reached out and held her hand in place, his voice low and calm as he spoke. "Maybe because I am not a corpse?"

The two pant thieves froze, staring at Kian in pure terror. Their faces drained of all color.

She tried to yank her hand back and scramble away, but he held her firmly, not letting her escape. "Continue what you were doing."

The two thieves exchanged glances while the girl slowly continued what she was doing.

Kian turned his gaze to the young man. "Where is this?" he asked calmly.

"...Esteemed Immortal, this is below the Hugan Mountain Range..." the man stammered.

"So I am not far from the sect," Kian murmured.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and enjoy the young girl’s soft ministration, the young man suddenly grabbed a large stone and swung it viciously toward Kian’s head.

Kian raised his hand without even looking, effortlessly catching the stone mid-air and stopping it dead in its path.

"Even though I’m not even a Qi Builder yet, my body is still quite enriched by the sect’s resources and training. I won’t lose against a mere mortal like you!"

Kian’s voice was calm and cold as he grabbed the youth’s wrist and twisted it with brutal efficiency. A sharp crack echoed through the air. He then delivered a simple, powerful kick that sent the young man tumbling away.

The young man’s face twisted in pure horror. "Immortal, mercy! Please have mercy! I am sorry!"

Just then, a familiar blue screen appeared in front of Kian.

[New Target Detected!]

[The mortal villager, Jiao Hu. Do you wish to target him?]

Kian noticed a glowing name tag hovering above the young man, with a small line of text beneath it: [Fortune: 30].

After a brief moment of thought, he made his decision.

[New Target Enabled: Jiao Hu!]

[Steal his close people from him to steal his fortune.]

[Total number of Jiao Hu’s close people: 1]

Kian ignored the rest of the system’s prompts and simply willed them to close. To his surprise, they all vanished instantly.

He turned his attention back to the young girl, whose hand had never stopped moving.

"It looks like you like it," he said with a faint smirk.

"...No... No!" she protested weakly.

"I need a servant back in the sect," Kian continued. "If you want to come with me, I’ll take you."

"Re... Really?"

"Yeah. If you really want to come, then use your mouth."

"...What about my brother? He’s right there."

"Forget about him. I have no intention of taking him to the sect, and I don’t care what happens to him. Use your mouth and follow me, or leave with him."

She gulped, turning to glance at her brother with hesitation.

Kian studied her for a moment.

She wasn’t particularly beautiful right now, but if she started cultivating, true beauty would soon follow. He wasn’t especially handsome himself either, but strength would change that as well.

The girl finally turned back toward him.

"You can continue," he said, opening his waist up for her.

She dipped her head down, almost eagerly, and began savoring his dragon with her mouth. He guided her head with his hand.

Kian took a deep breath in pleasure.

The sensation was far better than he had expected

"Swallow it all, by the way," he said.

Jiao Hu watched from the distance, his face full of disbelief and shock as he watched his sister work hard for her future.

"Not bad," Kian murmured, voice thick with pleasure. "From now on, you belong to me. What’s your name?"

She pulled back just enough to answer, lips glistening. "...Jiao Yin."

"Jiao Yin," he repeated, tasting the name. "Good. Keep going, Jiao Yin. Show me your sincerity if you want to enter the sect as my servant."

The girl hesitated only a second before lowering her head again, more obedient this time.