"You mean to say, although the system's host is a villain and exists as my exact opposite, this host actually wants to follow the original plot. This, in turn, causes those original heroines to develop a rebellious psychology and destroy the original plot."
"In other words."
"The heroines are actually my true enemies."
"And instead, this villain, whom I initially thought was the most evil, is actually the one who most wants to follow the original plot and most wants me to win?"
"Which means..."
"To some extent, this host of the system is actually in the same camp as me?"
Ye Shu asked with a bewildered look on his face.
Although Xiaobai's explanation was convoluted, with his world-shocking intellect, he fully understood it all in just a few short seconds.
"But why?"
"Why would the system get itself a traitor?"
Ye Shu frowned, unable to make sense of it no matter how hard he thought. It completely defied logic.
Xiaobai spread her small hands somewhat helplessly. "Although I don't know why the system designed the host this way, this is the reality. It can only be attributed to the exertion of an invisible giant hand."
Hearing this, Ye Shu's mouth twitched.
"Why didn't you tell me such important information earlier?"
"And here I was worrying for so long! After all this time, the other side wants me to win even more than I do?"
"Did I not tell you?" Xiaobai stared at him with wide eyes.
"Did you tell me?" Ye Shu asked in return.
At this, Xiaobai put her hands on her hips and snorted, "I told you way back in the first chapter."
She imitated a tone from a long time ago:
"Because the system is too cunning. They deliberately make their host very cowardly, forcing him to follow the so-called original plot and turning him into a cuck, thereby arousing the heroines' sympathy and making them bully you."
Word for word, without a single change.
"It's your own fault for not paying attention and missing it. Why are you blaming this Heavenly Dao?"
"No, Hajibai, you rascal." Ye Shu laughed out of sheer anger. "If I forgot, couldn't you remind me?"
He had already figured out Xiaobai's underlying code.
This idiot.
She always waited until he first noticed an anomaly and asked about it before she would grumble and squeeze out extremely crucial and useful information from her already impoverished brain, like squeezing toothpaste. Sometimes he even suspected that she had only just learned these things herself, not much earlier than he did.
"In short, there's a high probability that this Su Xiao is on my side?"
Ye Shu took a deep breath and made an extremely shocking decision. "Do you think it's possible that, since his goal is the same as mine, I could instigate him to defect?"
"How does the saying go again?"
"When fellow townsmen meet, their eyes brim with tears."
Xiaobai stroked her chin and nodded. "According to Einstein's theory of general relativity, it seems that is indeed the case."
"Then there's no problem." Ye Shu smiled relaxedly.
He looked across the arena at Su Xiao and softly probed, "Odd changes, even stays the same; for the sign, look at the quadrant?"
"Bakayaro!"
"The Heavenly King covers the earthly tiger, the pagoda suppresses the river demon."
"The Golden Monkey wrathfully swings his massive cudgel, and the jade-like firmament is cleared of dust for ten thousand miles."
"Mishi mishi, I am not trash."
Opposite him, Su Xiao frowned.
What the hell was this male lead doing? Why did he suddenly start acting crazy?
In his field of vision, he could only see Ye Shu opening his mouth.
What he heard in his ears was a continuous string of bleeps, like the censored swearing from villains in TV shows from his past life.
Was this bro performing beatbox over there?
"Hehe, how truly foolish."
The system watched this scene and sneered inwardly. It could already implant memories; wasn't adding an information shield for the host a piece of cake?
As for the host not resisting or whatever.
It didn't matter.
The result of this grand tournament didn't matter.
Sometimes victory lies far beyond the tournament; one can defeat their opponent outside the tournament as well.
Its killing move was still yet to come.
"Jiejiejie... Child of Destiny, just take your time and enjoy the series of traps this system has arranged for you." The system let out a sinister laugh in its mind.
It had long since laid down an inescapable net.
The All-Peak Tournament was merely a prelude.
The true heroine...
Was still yet to come!
On the arena stage, when the secret codes didn't match, Ye Shu frowned.
As expected, it still wouldn't work?
He knew it; the system couldn't possibly leave a loophole for him to exploit so easily. It definitely had precautions in place.
But since he already knew the other party also wanted to follow the plot.
The more he hesitated, the more passive he would become.
With this thought in mind, Ye Shu finally made his move.
He slowly raised his right hand. Dots of light resembling stars slowly rose around him, and the spiritual energy from outside the venue spontaneously converged. At the same time, within the small world of Ye Shu's dantian, night fell. Stars connected into lines, ultimately transforming into a Sword Immortal with fluttering robes.
At this moment, Ye Shu's imposing aura completely changed.
He grasped a shattered longsword in his hand that sparkled brightly, with spiritual light flowing through the gaps between the fragments.
"Are they finally going to fight?"
The originally drowsy audience immediately perked up, their eyes shining, afraid of missing even a single detail.
"Are you sure the other side just wants to clock out?"
Ye Shu confirmed once again.
"Yes." Xiaobai nodded.
After receiving an affirmative answer, Ye Shu no longer had any scruples. He fiercely circulated the Cosmic Stars, going all out the moment he struck.
Supreme Surge, Divine Stride!
Swish—
In the blink of an eye, Ye Shu's figure suddenly appeared right in front of Su Xiao. The longsword in his hand carried the force of ten thousand thunderbolts as he viciously slashed downward.
Fast, far too fast.
It was so fast that apart from the elders and peak masters, not a single disciple could react to this sword strike.
A trace of excitement flashed in Su Xiao's eyes.
"Is it finally here?"
According to the original plot, he was supposed to be slashed off the stage with a single sword strike, unable to rise again, ending up with the title of a keyboard warrior.
Very good! Just like this!
Su Xiao neither dodged nor evaded. He tightly gripped the longsword in his hand without mobilizing even a single trace of spiritual energy, taking the blow head-on just like that.
Clang!
An earth-shattering boom rang out.
The vast sword intent arrived in an instant, bringing with it a berserk spiritual pressure that wreaked havoc inside Su Xiao's body. It was completely unavoidable and inescapable.
In just this moment, Su Xiao felt Ye Shu's immense power.
If he had gone all out, there was a high probability that he could only fight Ye Shu to a draw.
He could only say that the male lead was indeed worthy of his title; he was simply fierce.
One had to know that he had been strengthened by the system and was currently at the peak of the Golden Core stage. Yet how much time had the Ye Shu in front of him gone through? From the third level of Qi Condensation to the mid-stage of the Golden Core, had it even been a year?
Pfft—
Su Xiao violently spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yet he was exceptionally happy.
The stupid system didn't expect this, did it? Your granddaddy didn't even use any spiritual energy! What use is your strengthening? You still want your granddaddy to work for nothing? Keep dreaming!
Hahahahaha!
Su Xiao laughed wildly in his heart, and even the look he gave Ye Shu carried a bit of gratitude.
Following that, he turned his head to look at the spectator stands.
If he remembered correctly, the next part was his Master, Mu Yunxi, forcefully intervening to save him, but he would still be left with lingering ailments and a damaged foundation.
Come on! We're just waiting on you!
Stop causing trouble, Master!
Whether Su Xiao's wishes worked or not, a heaven-piercing sword light truly flashed from the distant spectator stands.
However, it wasn't aimed at Su Xiao.
But instead... it was Ye Shu!

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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.”