Xia Lun was slightly taken aback.
"Aina, did you hear something?"
Aina also looked surprised, covering her mouth. "It seems like there's a sound... coming from the statue."
Xia Lun turned his gaze toward the statue of Lady Ankula before him.
Under the scrutiny of his Insightful Eye, he found nothing unusual—just an ordinary statue.
"Please... lend me your strength."
The voice echoed in Xia Lun's ears once more, but when he glanced around, there were only pedestrians strolling through the square, nothing out of the ordinary.
What was going on?
"Perhaps it's a voice from the Spirit Realm," Aina mused after a moment.
"Spirit Realm?" Xia Lun pondered the unfamiliar term.
"Our world is composed of the Material Realm and the Spirit Realm," Aina explained. "The Spirit Realm is where souls reside. Everything in the Spirit Realm is intrinsically linked to the Material Realm—every living being has a reflection there... Mages with strong spiritual power can deepen their consciousness and enter the Spirit Realm at will. Oh, and witches have studied the Spirit Realm extensively. Their abilities in divination and spirit channeling were learned through exploring it."
"Then why am I hearing a voice from the Spirit Realm?" Xia Lun questioned.
"Isn't it obvious? It's all thanks to me," Aina chuckled, covering her mouth. "It took quite some effort to enhance your spiritual power..."
Xia Lun fell silent.
He could never repay Aina's kindness. It seemed he would have to work even harder in the future.
"Would you like me to take you to the Spirit Realm?" Aina took Xia Lun's hand with a light laugh.
"Please."
Since someone was calling for help, Xia Lun, as a hero, couldn't simply ignore it.
A magic circle lit up beneath Aina's feet, and their figures vanished from the real world.
Only souls could enter the Spirit Realm—their physical bodies had to be safeguarded outside.
"Close your eyes, Xia Lun."
Xia Lun obediently complied. A moment later, a fragrant breeze brushed past him, and Aina pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
Just as Xia Lun was about to speak, the darkness before his eyes suddenly transformed into an entirely new landscape.
Before him stretched an endless expanse of pale emptiness, dotted with countless motes of colored light drifting, swirling, and dancing in the air.
The sensation was strange—though his eyes were closed, he could see everything with perfect clarity.
Xia Lun found Aina standing beside him, dressed in an elegant black gown adorned with simple lace trimmings and folds, perfectly suited to her.
But Aina wasn't holding his hand because... Xia Lun couldn't find himself.
He was now a milky-white orb of light, just like the other motes around him—this was his soul.
"Come, Xia Lun. Imagine your physical form and materialize your soul," Aina beckoned, her tone as if coaxing a cute little pet.
The way she looked at him certainly matched that description... Well, he supposed a round, glowing orb did look rather adorable.
Soon, Xia Lun visualized his body, identical to his real-world appearance, and Aina smiled as she looped her arm through his.
"You're quite talented, Xia Lun."
Xia Lun surveyed their surroundings.
It was as if they stood in a sea of chaos, encircled by countless motes of light, shimmering like stars.
Hmm... the starry sky—that was the most fitting metaphor he could think of. The Spirit Realm felt like an inverted version of the cosmos.
"Each mote... is a soul," Aina explained softly.
In the far distance, several massive, dark-red orbs caught Xia Lun's attention. Compared to the other souls, they were impossibly huge and glaringly conspicuous.
"Those beings... are eldritch gods from other worlds," Aina noted, following Xia Lun's gaze.
"Eldritch gods?" Xia Lun looked genuinely shocked.
Aina nodded. "Mhm... beings from other worlds share the same Spirit Realm with us, so the scum in our world summon those gods through it as a conduit. Oh, and that priest from before—the angel he summoned was also a Spirit Realm entity."
Xia Lun turned his gaze to Aina.
She was in human form, identical to her real-world self, even down to the softness of her chest.
Since Aina wasn't a glowing orb, it was impossible to gauge the true size of her soul.
"Heh, I'm quite formidable. Even other eldritch gods don't dare provoke me," Aina said proudly, puffing out her chest as if she'd read Xia Lun's thoughts.
Xia Lun pinched her little nose playfully.
He couldn't reconcile the image of the Aina who had been begging for mercy just an hour ago with this so-called "formidable" being.
"But... where did that cry for help come from?"
Xia Lun hadn't forgotten their original purpose for coming here.
Yet everything around them seemed peaceful, with souls drifting like fireflies. Xia Lun wasn't sure if touching them would have any adverse effects, so he carefully avoided them.
"If someone in the Spirit Realm can send out a distress call that reaches us, they're likely human—perhaps a witch or something similar," Aina analyzed.
Xia Lun: "Then where is she now?"
Aina slowly closed her eyes.
Suddenly, she raised her hand like a conductor and began waving her fingers. Large swathes of souls scattered, drifting away.
Soon, she had cleared a blank space before them.
Xia Lun blinked.
Within that emptiness was a distinct fissure, embedded like a vertical eye—a wound torn open by some divine force, emanating an eerie glow from within.
At its core, intense light rippled like liquid, casting overlapping waves in the space. Peering inside, countless images flooded Xia Lun's mind.
"It's a temporal rift," Aina said calmly.
"Did the cry for help come from in there?"
"Exactly... It could be from the past or the future," Aina glanced at Xia Lun. "Do you want to go in and take a look, Xia Lun?"
"Is it dangerous?"
"This rift is stable—no risk of collapsing for now," Aina shook her head. "I've already recorded our current temporal coordinates. We can return anytime..."
A spark of excitement flickered in Xia Lun's eyes.
He was an adventurer.
What could be more thrilling than exploring different points in time?
Xia Lun: "The person on the other side is in trouble, right? If she's not a bad person... I want to help her."
"Though, you might be disappointed, Xia Lun... Once we cross over, we won't have physical bodies. We'll just be spectators in the Spirit Realm."
"Let's go first. There might still be a way," Xia Lun kissed his wife's cheek. "After all, you're so incredible, Aina."
Aina smiled warmly. "Then I'll leave it to you... You're right. There might still be a way."
Their figures vanished into the rift.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
