Mian blinked.
It seemed... he wouldn't have his memory erased after all?
He was actually quite pleased by this news.
He truly considered Aise to be one of his closest confidants.
After all, they had once shared a body—there was no relationship more intimate than that, a bond of complete mutual understanding.
Though inwardly happy, Mian dared not show it. His facial muscles remained taut, and he held back any trace of a smile.
Because the Aina standing before him looked rather displeased.
The atmosphere around them was frozen like ice, heavy and suffocating. Aina stared fixedly at Mian.
"What's wrong?" Xia Lun patted Aina's shoulder gently. "Is there a problem?"
"Her memory was interfered with by the Goddess, so I can't intervene."
"You can't interfere either? Is the Goddess that powerful?" Xia Lun was quite taken aback. Hadn't the Goddess already been killed by Aina? Yet even Aina couldn't undo the contingency the Goddess had left behind.
He naturally assumed that the current Aina was stronger than the old Goddess had been.
A trace of complex emotion flickered across Aina's face, but she quickly buried it. "There are... some things about this that are hard to explain."
Xia Lun nodded silently. Perhaps the Demon Lord was better at combat; in the realm of memory modification, she might not be as experienced as the Goddess.
"The Goddess... what did she say to you?"
Aina turned back to Mian. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, but to Mian, it felt as biting as a winter wind.
"She... The Goddess asked me to see Aise through to the end..." Mian lowered his eyelids, his voice unconsciously softening. Facing these two, he dared not conceal anything.
"Just as I thought! Aise ending up like this is that bitch's doing!" Aina's aura suddenly turned dangerous, her tone growing even colder.
Mian instinctively shrank his neck, wisely refraining from commenting on that disrespectful title. At this critical juncture, he only wanted to minimize his presence.
Xia Lun gently took Aina's pale little hand.
"Alright, Aina, calm down... don't take it too hard."
Feeling the warmth of his hand, Aina's gaze gradually softened.
"Is there something you want to say?" Xia Lun asked softly, noticing Mian's hesitant expression.
"I... Lady Aina... The Goddess approached Aise to suppress his desires..."
Even though he knew Aina had an extremely poor opinion of the Goddess, Mian managed to force out these words despite his fear.
"What did you say?" Aina's voice chilled again, like a barrel of dangerous gunpowder ready to explode at any moment, obliterating everything around.
Mian immediately regretted speaking out of turn.
But now that the words were out—like water spilled—they could not be taken back.
"In secret... the Goddess helped Aise suppress his murderous impulses, so that he could stay with Mr. Xia Lun until adulthood," Mian continued, gritting his teeth.
Mian swallowed hard, his throat dry. At this point, he had no care for how things might develop later.
Xia Lun quickly scratched Aina's palm, signaling her to calm down.
At that moment, Mian felt as if Aina's gaze had turned into a dagger pressed against his throat.
"Spit it out clearly," Aina said flatly.
Mian breathed a sigh of relief.
Though Aina's tone was still icy, he detected no murderous intent within it.
He was going to live.
Daring not to hide anything now, Mian recounted everything—the memories of Aise he had witnessed, and the memories the Goddess had entrusted to him—in full detail.
"I see." Xia Lun nodded thoughtfully.
He had actually been puzzled before... As Aise's father, Xia Lun knew his son's strength best. He also had a general understanding of Mian's abilities.
Under normal circumstances, no matter how hard Mian struggled, he stood no chance of defeating Aise. Xia Lun had long been wondering how Mian had managed it.
It turned out the Goddess had interfered. The unexpected intervention of the already-deceased Goddess, though surprising, made everything make sense.
As for Mian, he felt rather sheepish—he had promised the Goddess he wouldn't reveal this, but Aina's overwhelming presence was too much. A single look from her had made him spill everything like beans rolling out of a jar.
"Is that so?"
After hearing Mian finish, Aina merely said it lightly, seeming unfazed.
But Xia Lun could feel the slight trembling in his wife's hand. Her heart was not as calm as her appearance suggested.
As for what exactly Aina was feeling at that moment... Xia Lun couldn't quite put it into words.
"Alright, let's leave this topic here for now." Xia Lun quickly stepped forward to diffuse the tension, turning to Mian. "Mian... one more thing. How is your body feeling right now?"
Xia Lun hadn't forgotten that the power of an entire magic stone vein remained inside Mian.
"I feel fine," Mian said, looking at his chest where a strange black pattern had appeared. He felt no discomfort.
It seemed to be a seal left by Aise, buying him a brief respite from an immediate explosion. He could sense the vast energy contained within, like a dormant volcano—calm on the surface but fraught with hidden danger.
But no one could guarantee whether the seal would suddenly fail.
For now, Mian was like a walking time bomb. If left unchecked, and if that magical power within him were to erupt unexpectedly, everything around him would be wiped out.
Perhaps that was also Aise's intention... Though it sounded somewhat conspiratorial, Xia Lun had to consider the possibility.
"That's simple."
Aina casually pulled out a piece of parchment, on which was drawn a complex magic array... Every line contained an arcane flow of magical energy. Even glancing at it made Xia Lun dizzy.
"This is a magic transfer array," Aina explained, her fingertip tapping the parchment. "Since this kid has such a pure and massive magical power inside him that he can't control... we just need to transfer it somewhere else and the problem is solved."
"Is that so?" Xia Lun was a bit taken aback. Aina made it sound far too easy. "And transfer it to where?"
He couldn't think of anything capable of bearing such immense power.
"Do you even need to ask?" Aina's lips curled into a meaningful smile, her gaze sweeping over Xia Lun. "Naturally, it goes to someone whose physical strength is formidable enough to withstand this energy."
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?"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
] [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!"
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?!”
