【Host, this world is extremely dangerous. Cultivation cannot be delayed—do not slack off!】
Lying on the sofa, Lin Mo gradually shook off the sense of detachment from time.
The room slowly returned to its state before the collapse.
There was still time to change everything.
Getting up from the sofa, Lin Mo didn’t do anything drastic. Instead, he grabbed a broom from the small balcony and began cleaning.
【Host, cultivation is the true goal of our kind. The path to immortality is the righteous way.】
Lin Mo ignored the voice, sweeping through the living room and bedroom.
After being away for over a month, the dust wasn’t too bad, but a thorough cleaning was still necessary.
Once everything was tidy, Lin Mo suddenly remembered—he’d forgotten to turn the power back on.
With a click, he flipped the switch.
The lights came on, brightening the entire space.
Lin Mo walked to the ancestral shrine and lit incense for his parents.
“Mom, Dad, your son was unfilial in my past life, making so many foolish mistakes. But in this life, I’ll study hard and become someone worthwhile.”
【Host, host! You can also cultivate immortality! Immortality!!!】
“If I cultivate, can I bring my parents back?”
Lin Mo stared at the black-and-white photograph on the shrine.
【Your parents may have already entered the cycle of reincarnation. If you diligently cultivate, you might find their reincarnated selves.】
Hearing this, Lin Mo’s eyes lit up.
“Really?!”
【Host, do not underestimate this system. I am the Peerless Cultivation System of the Four Seas and Eight Wastes!】
Great, now it was giving itself fancy titles again.
Still, a flicker of hope rose in Lin Mo’s heart.
With nothing else to do, he started doing push-ups on the freshly cleaned floor.
One.
Two.
Three.
...
Ten.
Twenty.
Thirty.
“No more… I’m exhausted.”
Lin Mo collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily.
“No more, System. I can’t do it.”
【Your physical fitness is indeed lacking, but you must persevere.】
【Today’s task: Complete 100 push-ups (30/100).】
After resting, Lin Mo noticed the push-up count hadn’t reset.
“Wait, System… I don’t have to do all 100 in one go?”
【Host, do you have no self-awareness about your current physique? This system would never assign an impossible task.】
Alright, now he was being mocked by his own system.
Lin Mo settled into a rhythm—ten push-ups, then a short break.
Within an hour, he finished all 100.
【Today’s task: Complete 100 push-ups (100/100).】
【Task completed.】
【Reward: Body Strengthening Pill x1】
Lin Mo shot up from the floor. With a thought, a malteser-like pill appeared in his hand.
“Just eat it?”
【Yes, host. The Body Strengthening Pill enhances physical fitness, detoxifies, nourishes vitality, and fortifies the body—supports kidney health too.】
“Tch, I’m sixteen. My body’s in peak condition! Who needs kidney support?”
He popped the pill into his mouth and was about to get water when it melted instantly, sliding down his throat.
A surge of warmth spread through his body.
Then, a foul stench erupted from his pores, so potent it nearly made him gag.
He rushed to the shower.
Under the spray, black sludge streamed from his pores, washing down the drain.
Lin Mo clenched his fist—his once-skinny muscles now had definition, and his previously flat stomach bore the faint outline of a six-pack.
A single pill had achieved what months of gym work would.
Lin Mo checked the mirror, relieved his head hadn’t turned pointy.
“So… this is cultivation?”
【Host, don’t misunderstand. Your current physique is still insufficient for Qi refinement. Focus on daily tasks first.】
Freshly showered, Lin Mo tested his strength by attempting to lift the fridge.
Even the lightest fridge weighed at least 50 kg.
Before, he’d have struggled with all his might, but now he managed to hoist it briefly before setting it down.
“Is this… power?”
Lin Mo began looking forward to what came next.
As he stepped out, his stomach growled.
Glancing at the clock—8 PM already.
“Damn, time flies.”
Just as he was about to leave, his old-school flip phone rang.
Caller ID: Landlady Auntie.
It all came rushing back.
His current place was far from Guangba Middle School—a one-hour commute each way.
So before visiting his grandma, he’d rented a one-bedroom apartment near campus.
Lin Mo remembered how kind Landlady Auntie had been initially, especially after learning about his situation. She’d invite him for holiday meals or bring him snacks.
But after he turned rebellious and ignored her advice, she’d given up on him—probably thinking he was hopeless.
After graduation, they’d lost contact.
Looking back, he’d been an ungrateful brat.
He answered the call.
“Hello, Landlady Auntie. What’s up?”
“Ah, Lin Mo! The apartment’s all cleaned up. You can move in anytime. Just wanted to let you know—hope I didn’t disturb you.”
Before his downfall, Landlady Auntie had been considerate like this.
Lin Mo replied quickly, “No, not at all! I’ll come by tomorrow for the keys, if that works?”
“Tomorrow’s fine. I’ll be home—just call when you arrive.”
After setting a time, Lin Mo changed and headed out.
Having lived here for years, he knew all the local eateries.
A ravenous hunger gnawed at him.
“System, was that a Body Strengthening Pill or a Starvation Pill?”
System: Everything comes at a price.
Soon, he reached Renren Snack Shop.
Despite the name, it served everything—congee, noodles, rice dishes, all expertly made.
Lin Mo used to love their morning rice noodle rolls with lean pork and extra layers.
Standard servings came as two stacked sheets; an extra one made it three.
For just five yuan, it kept him full for hours.
Too bad he wouldn’t taste it again for years.
“One large beef brisket noodles and one large wonton noodles—quick, I’m starving!”
“Sit down first! It’s coming.”
Soon, the wonton noodles arrived.
Clear broth, springy bamboo-pole noodles, and a sprinkle of chives floated atop.
The wontons hid beneath, propped up by a spoon to keep the noodles from sogging.
The noodles made with duck eggs and flour were all about that satisfying, springy bite—if they turned soggy, what was even the point?
So Lin Mo grabbed his disposable chopsticks, ignoring the heat, and slurped them up in big, hearty mouthfuls.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
