Era of Order, Year 1138.
"At the beginning of the world, there was no matter in the universe, only an expanse of chaos... After countless years, the chaos exploded, evolving into myriad forms of matter, energy, creatures, and souls... Magic power was one of them.
And magic power is the energy with the shallowest evolution, the closest to chaos.
Our world is the center of the chaos explosion, so the further away from our world, the thinner the concentration of magic power becomes... And affected by various environments, it evolved into other powers on other planets, giving birth to completely different power systems."
"Mian" muttered to himself, while the expression on Enlaisi's face grew increasingly shocked.
People have had various speculations about the origin of this world, but many scholars do not have any real evidence to prove their theories.
But now, he was listening to the truth of this world.
"In this world, from the residual power of chaos, the Celestial God Race and the Demon God Race split and were born, and our world entered the Era of Nothingness.
The two races were as incompatible as fire and water, fighting endlessly... However, among the two races, there were also members who were quite interested in other worlds and left this world to explore the outside... As time passed, the Demon God Race that went to the outside world reproduced into the chaotic and disorderly evil gods of other worlds, and the Celestial God Race reproduced into the humans of other worlds.
Until the final battle between the Demon God Race and the Celestial God Race of this world occurred. The two races were almost entirely wiped out, the Era of Nothingness ended, and the Era of Chaos began, with the Human Race and the Demon Race becoming the new masters of the world..."
"Mian" and a shocked Enrice looked at each other.
"What my brain still remembers is pretty much just this stuff... How about it, can you guess my identity?"
"I am a historian... not a diviner." Enrice could not help but say, "Who told you all of this?"
"A goddess."
"Mian" shrugged his shoulders. "So she has disappeared now, which makes me very troubled."
He very honestly told Enlaisi all the information he knew.
In his eyes, Enlaisi was now his ally; Enlaisi needed his power and would absolutely not betray him.
"I possess the power of both the Celestial God Race and the Demon God Race, and I can control the power of chaos... Everything in the world, life, soul, and power, are all evolved from the power of chaos, so resurrecting your wife is not a difficult task."
"Mian" narrowed his eyes, looking at Enlaisi in front of him.
And Enlaisi was also observing the look in the eyes of the person in front of him.
Calm, composed, but carrying a hint of arrogance and frivolity, quite aggressive, like a fledgling youth.
Completely different from the original Mian's gaze. Mian's eyes were quite gentle, carrying the timidity of a boy of his age... But at this time, showing such a look with this body did not make people feel out of place.
"What am I going to do next?"
"Mian" asked Enlaisi straightforwardly.
"First... leave here and rendezvous with your believers outside. Can you still contact me now?"
"You mean through Spirit World voice transmission? No problem."
"Then you go first, I still have to prepare some things."
The previous battle with Wolund had already left his residence completely unrecognizable... With a loud rumble, Enlaisi struggled a bit to lift the heavy iron door leading to the basement.
"You make it sound easy."
"Mian" had naturally noticed that a rather massive magic barrier had enveloped this place; getting out would not be an easy matter.
"With your strength, can you really not get out?" Enlaisi asked in return.
"That's not it."
"Mian" smiled disdainfully, and his figure shot up into the sky.
While in the air, he noticed something was not quite right.
The relationship between him and Enlaisi seemed a bit too familiar and intimate. Clearly, they were just using each other... And Enlaisi no longer had much use value, but he still had no intention of betraying that guy.
Was it because of this body? The original owner's relationship with Enlaisi was subtly influencing him.
"Old fox."
"Mian" snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to it.
...
"So amazing!"
Anana looked at the tornado soaring into the sky in the distance, marveling at the sight.
But since this was a magic academy, it should be a pretty normal occurrence, so Anana didn't pay too much mind to it.
"However, where is this place..."
Anana blinked her eyes.
Earlier by the lake, she had seen a young couple kissing, which embarrassed her so much that she immediately ran away.
Then, having run too hastily, she got lost again.
Before her was a retro and magnificent manor. Emerald green vines intertwined on the iron gates, dotted with tiny blue flowers that emitted a faint fragrance. Through the gaps in the railing, one could see a clear fountain in the garden, water splashing and sparkling like diamonds in the sunlight.
She didn't expect there to be such a place in the academy... It looked like the residence of some prominent noble.
This place is really beautiful... It was Anana's first time seeing such a manor.
Inside the garden was an exquisite little pavilion covered in wisteria flowers. Tables and chairs were placed very elegantly inside... If only she could go in, dining here would definitely be extremely pleasant. Anana thought silently in her heart.
"Who are you?"
A crisp voice sounded from an unknown source.
Anana looked around but did not spot anyone.
"Are you a student?" Yisi hid behind the spatial dimension, inquiring about the other party's identity.
She had messed things up before and received a scolding... Now she wouldn't make the mistake of accidentally stuffing someone into a spatial rift again.
"I am a new student at Olifendo," Anana hurriedly replied.
This was a magic academy, so it wasn't surprising for some strange things to happen.
After all, during the new student test, that jade-carved owl could also speak.
What was speaking? The iron gate in front of her? Anana began to look around curiously.
"Then what are you here for?" Yisi continued to interrogate. Anana didn't look like a bad person at all, which she could still judge.
"I just wanted to take a look around..." Anana pointed somewhat embarrassedly at the pavilion in the garden and asked, "Can I eat my lunch here?"
"Eat lunch?"
Hidden beneath the spatial dimension, Yisi tilted her head.
Is that allowed? Aina and Xia Lun didn't seem to have said it wasn't allowed...
If she refused, would she be criticized by Aina again later? Told that she was being unreasonable?
Besides, she also said she only planned to stay in the garden and didn't intend to enter the house.
This little girl was so weak, she could easily handle her... No accidents could possibly happen. Yisi calculated silently in her heart.
"Alright then, come on in."
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.”
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
