"Hey-ho."
"Hey-ho, hey."
Early morning sunlight filtered through the tree branches, scattering across the path fragrant with the smell of steamed buns.
A ponytailed girl held a bun in one hand while the other gestured vaguely in the air.
"What are you doing?" Ye Chuan asked, eyeing Luo Xi’s swaying, lively ponytail.
Her hands had been moving in all sorts of gestures since morning—anyone else might’ve thought she was performing some mysterious ritual.
"The broadcasting club needs to prepare a performance. A few of us decided we’re doing a dance," Luo Xi said with a cheerful grin.
Dancing?
"You can dance?" Ye Chuan had no idea about this.
"I can learn, okay?" Luo Xi tilted her body playfully, raising a finger and cutely shaking it in front of her lips with confidence. "With my athletic talent, dancing’s a piece of cake."
"Dancing’s good," Ye Chuan agreed. "Sweating a little makes it more fun. Like in P.E. class, in the equipment room, wearing gym clothes—"
Before he could finish the second word, Luo Xi stuffed a bun into his mouth.
"Jerk, stop talking." Her cheeks puffed up slightly.
She didn’t even know why she’d agreed to Ye Chuan’s antics in the first place.
Ye Chuan silently chewed the bun before adding, "Actually, I can dance too."
"I don’t believe you."
"Back when I did livestreams, I had to dance to please my top donors. I was practically a veteran performer." Ye Chuan demonstrated with a few exaggerated hip thrusts, earning an exasperated eye-roll from Luo Xi.
"Chuan, here." Luo Xi rummaged in her pocket.
"What?"
Ye Chuan felt something slip onto his wrist—a hair tie, clearly one Luo Xi had used before.
"What’s this, marking your territory?" Ye Chuan smirked, well aware of her possessive little gesture.
"Hmph." Luo Xi hummed triumphantly before wrapping her arms around his.
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At school, instead of diving straight into gaming or defending hooded radishes in EW, Ye Chuan opened the "Tenant of All Realms" app during class.
His inventory was packed with thousands of cultivation manuals, all scavenged from the Qingyun Sect’s treasury.
"Qingyun Sect should be thanking me for saving these from the heavenly tribulation," Ye Chuan muttered.
"Low-grade…"
"Mid-grade…"
"Hmm…"
He began sorting through them. Most were mediocre, so he dismissed them outright.
"Not many good ones here. Only the elders’ manuals are worth anything."
"Supreme-grade sword art—Qingyun Sword Technique?"
"Learn."
"Ten Thousand Methods of Utilizing a Furnace Cauldron?"
"Learn."
"Supreme-grade Breeze Movement Technique?"
"Learn."
Ye Chuan could master any technique without prerequisites, so he started combining them—sword arts as his main focus, movement techniques as support.
In one go, he learned over twenty supreme-grade sword techniques.
"Too bad they’re only supreme-grade," he sighed.
As he studied them, he noticed many similarities, allowing him to merge insights from different styles.
"Oh well, it’s still a big improvement. Before this, I barely had any moves." Previously, he’d only had one divine ability and a couple of techniques.
More skills were never a bad thing.
"As for these, I’ll sell them for spirit stones." He’d considered saving some for Bai Qianshuang, but she’d probably have a meltdown seeing Qingyun Sect’s techniques.
Plus, explaining their origin would be tricky.
["I found these!"]
Yeah, that wouldn’t fly—they weren’t even from the same world.
["Family heirlooms!"]
Qingyun Sect’s heirlooms? That’d probably tank Bai Qianshuang’s affection to rock bottom.
Forget it. Spirit stones it is.
He could always visit an auction house later—novels made it seem easy.
"Wish I had some god-tier techniques, though."
His phone buzzed.
[Recommended for You: Gacha Update! Now featuring Cultivation Manuals, Spells, and Magic Exchange (First Top-Up Bonus: $6 for 666 draws!)]
Ye Chuan: "…"
"If only I could just become an Immortal Emperor straight away," he said, raising his voice slightly.
The phone stayed silent.
"Trash algorithm." He scoffed.
[Recommended for You: Limited-Time Supreme Immortal Emperor Ascension Card! Special Price: 99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999. Countdown: 59:59]
Ye Chuan: "…"
Not even Zimbabwe could afford that.
Ignoring the absurd offer, he focused on the gacha for techniques and spells.
The interface looked as barebones as ever, like it was slapped together last minute.
He half-suspected the app was laundering money through him.
"First draw for $6, then 10,000 per spin?" His eye twitched.
Even physique and spiritual root draws weren’t this expensive. Why were techniques priced like this?
Then again, top-tier techniques were as valuable as innate talents.
"Whatever, let’s try." It was just six bucks for the first draw.
Gacha time.
[Drawing in progress…]
[Congratulations! Obtained Passive: Mana Affinity. Added to inventory.]
Not from Tianxuan Continent?
Ye Chuan checked the details.
[Item: Mana Affinity (Passive)
Effect: Increases magic potency and reduces mana consumption.]
Not even supreme-grade, but passives were always useful.
Every bit counted.
Learn.
Immediately, his perception of his mana core sharpened.
"Might as well do a ten-pull." He’d already started—why not toss in 100,000 for a bigger splash?
The screen flashed gold!
[Congratulations! Obtained Mountain Crusher Technique. Added to inventory.]
[Congratulations! Obtained Magic Sword. Added to inventory.]
[Congratulations! Obtained Fireball Spell. Added to inventory.]
[Congratulations! Obtained Lightning Evasion. Added to inventory.]
[...]
Skimming through, the magic-based skills were decent—good for diversifying his arsenal.
But the real prize was the golden supreme-grade item.
[Item: Demon Light Beam
Effect: Unleashes a devastating mana ray. Duration and attributes scale with the user.]
A laser cannon?
Now that was useful.
Learn.
"Ugh, did I overdo it?" A dull ache pulsed in his head.
Probably mental overload from absorbing too much knowledge at once.
"Learned dozens today. Should take a break."
Besides, he still had to meet Wang Yanran for lunch later.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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.
