The next morning, as sunlight streamed through the academy's high windows, Liyana left Delyan's dormitory humming an out-of-tune little ditty. Her steps were brisk, and she radiated a sense of total refreshment.
"Hmm... there are still quite a few empty rooms in the manor. I'll ask Xia Lun later if we can just have Delyan move in too. Nobody lives in them anyway, so leaving them empty is such a waste..." Liyana muttered to herself. "Wait, no, that child Yisi is still at the manor. Her identity would be a bit hard to explain..."
Liyana scratched her head, thought about it a bit more, and decided it was too much trouble. Better to just drop it.
Delyan's family seemed to be well-known nobles anyway, so she certainly wasn't short on money.
"Hum, hum, hum..." The cheerful tune resumed as Liyana started walking again, strolling somewhat arrogantly down the middle of the path, soaking in the morning light.
Time flew by so fast. She was about to graduate from the magic academy.
It felt like her enrollment was just yesterday...
Wait.
Liyana suddenly remembered something.
A thought hit her like a bucket of cold water—could she even graduate?
What magic did she actually know? Aside from a few of the most incredibly basic low-tier elemental spells, all she had left were little parlor tricks like making flowers bloom on a bed—things only good for setting a mood.
Even if Wolund was the principal, letting someone like her graduate from the magic academy would probably be pretty difficult, right? You could rely on connections to get admitted, but surely not to graduate...
Whatever. It didn't matter if she couldn't graduate; she was only here to accompany Xia Lun and experience life anyway.
Hah, Xia Lun probably wouldn't be able to graduate either. She had never even seen him use any magic.
The grand and mighty Hero, unable to graduate from a magic academy. That would be too embarrassing... Liyana thought, gloating a little.
Wait, no. With Aina around, Aina could probably help him cheat without anyone noticing.
Aina was a living fossil in the magic world. Liyana couldn't even imagine what level Aina's magic had reached after a thousand years of refinement... Casting spells for someone else would probably be a piece of cake for her.
Xia Lun would just need to strike a pose, and Aina's magic would flawlessly shoot out.
Hehehe, that sounded a bit weird... Liyana broke into a knowing, mischievous smile.
Just as Liyana was lost in her wild imagination, a petite figure crashed right into her.
"S-sorry! I'm looking for my classroom..." a somewhat panicked voice rang out.
"Ah, it's fine. I was spacing out too."
Liyana steadied herself and looked down. The person who had bumped into her was a very young girl, wearing a thick, fuzzy animal-hide coat. Looking like a little snowball, she tilted her head up, her large eyes blinking as she stared at Liyana.
Although she was a bit tempted, the other party was far too young—only about thirteen or fourteen years old. Liyana still had her principles.
What a beautiful lady, and an elf at that. Anana was instantly stunned as well.
"Little girl, are you from the snowfields?" Liyana looked at the robe Anana was wearing; this kind of animal-hide garment was highly recognizable.
"Yes!" Anana answered quickly and loudly, like a student called on by a teacher.
"What a coincidence. I just came back from there," Liyana said, a nostalgic smile appearing on her face. "The snowy scenery of the snowfields is truly wonderful. Having snowball fights with friends is so much fun, and the beast milk is delicious too..."
"Really, really? The snowfields are indeed a great place!" Hearing Liyana praise her hometown, Anana's eyes sparkled.
"Um..."
Anana suddenly realized that she clearly didn't have time to keep chatting with Liyana here. "Excuse me, do you know where the training grounds are?"
The training grounds? Liyana actually knew this, seeing as she had been wandering aimlessly around the academy for a while.
"Oh, sorry, sorry! You have a class to get to, right? Let me take you there!" Liyana offered enthusiastically.
She had nothing better to do at the academy anyway.
"Really? Thank you so much!" Anana let out a long sigh of relief, her tense shoulders finally relaxing.
"But you know, these are the most basic things, you really should pay more attention to them..." Liyana put on the airs of a senior student. "You're a student of Olifando, after all."
"Ugh... I know. Actually, I looked for today's classroom yesterday..." Anana's voice sounded a bit aggrieved. "But this place is just too big, and I forgot the way again today."
So she was just a little directionally challenged. Liyana smiled slightly.
Although she hadn't been here long, Liyana was very familiar with the academy. Weaving left and right, she soon led Anana to her destination.
Unfortunately, it seemed they were already late.
With Anana's arrival, everyone's gaze immediately focused on her.
"It's Anana the Skinner!"
"To think she'd be late for the very first session of such an important class."
"As expected of her, easily doing what the rest of us couldn't."
Liyana pricked up her ears, a bit surprised. She hadn't expected Anana to be quite so famous.
A young man wearing a lecturer's robe and gold-rimmed glasses walked over with a frown, his expression stern.
"Student, today is the first day of practical class. Magic practice is an extremely important course, and I hope you will take it seriously," Gauss said earnestly, adjusting his glasses with one hand.
"I am very sorry, sir," Anana lowered her head slightly, feeling ashamed.
"Ah, it's you!" Liyana, who had come along with Anana, pointed at Gauss as if discovering a new continent, her voice crisp and loud. "You became a teacher too!"
This sudden greeting made Gauss's face stiffen, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
He had some impression of Liyana as well.
Back then, he and a few other upperclassmen had ventured into the Ash Corridor Labyrinth alongside Liyana's group.
Halfway through, Aina and Xia Lun had gotten lost, and they ended up bringing back a Yisi, though that was something only Liyana knew about.
"Ahem, what a coincidence, Miss Liyana. So you've returned from your field practice expedition."
"Field practice expedition?" Liyana tilted her head, but she quickly caught on. "Ah, right, field practice expedition!"
Hmm...
Liyana suddenly fell into deep thought again.
What was this guy's name again? Liyana remembered he had a twin brother who looked just like him.
"Gawain! You're Gawain, right?"
"My name is Gauss."
"Oh, then Gawain must be your older brother." Liyana slapped her forehead.
"I am the older brother. My younger brother is named Goth," Gauss said helplessly.
"Then where is your brother?" Liyana asked curiously.
"He left. He's no longer here." Gauss shook his head and sighed, seemingly missing his brother very much.
"Ah, my condolences." Liyana shook her head as well and patted Gauss on the shoulder. "The dead cannot be brought back to life..."
"He went to the Truth Academy of Magic," Gauss added.
Liyana scratched her head. "Ah... congratulations, then?"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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?!”
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?"
