"Even if you say something big is about to happen, I have no idea what it could be or how to prevent it?" Ye Chuan asked. Since it was Lilith who mentioned it, it couldn’t be baseless rumors—after all, she was an Archmage and had even gifted him a legendary Holy Grail.
Unlimited mana.
This loli was a treasure, despite her temper. Everything else about her was pure gold!
Wealthy! Talented! Generous with gifts!
"Prevent?" Lilith glanced out the window, seemingly pondering, before sizing Ye Chuan up. "Given your current strength… just being cautious should suffice."
Though she didn’t fully grasp Ye Chuan’s rapid growth, she knew a little vigilance wouldn’t hurt.
"Got it." Ye Chuan felt reassured. If Lilith said to be careful, he’d keep his guard up for now.
After emerging from the jade pendant, Lilith didn’t rush back. Instead, she floated to the edge of the bed and planted her feet firmly. "Ye Chuan, I want juice. The same kind as last time."
Ye Chuan thought of the drinks in the fridge, then shrugged. "No juice left."
"Then figure it out." Lilith narrowed her eyes, arms crossed, before lightly tapping Ye Chuan’s thigh with her stocking-clad foot. "Can’t you fulfill such a simple request for me?"
"I’ll order delivery." Ye Chuan pulled out his phone and opened a bubble tea app to show her.
Lilith levitated the device with telekinesis, intrigued. "This thing is quite intricate."
"Of course." Ye Chuan grinned. It was the pinnacle of human ingenuity, after all.
The next second, the phone hovering before Lilith shattered into pieces, its components floating mid-air.
Ye Chuan: "…?"
"Hey?! My phone!"
Seeing his reaction, Lilith casually waved her hand. The disassembled phone reassembled itself instantly.
Then, with a flick of her other hand, she conjured a purple glow, molding it into an identical replica of Ye Chuan’s phone.
"What’s this?" Ye Chuan blinked. How?
A clone?
"Just a replication spell," Lilith said flatly, handing the phone back. "Want to learn?"
"Such a cool magic? Absolutely."
"Juice." Lilith sat primly on the bed, arms still folded—her meaning clear.
Ye Chuan promptly ordered an entire crate of juice, plus a fruit tea.
When the delivery arrived, he placed the bag in front of Lilith. "Here you go, Lilith."
With a slight nod, she accepted the drink. The moment she took a sip, her eyes sparkled, and her legs swung unconsciously.
Truly childlike at times.
Even though Ye Chuan knew Lilith was probably older than his great-grandfather.
"This is the replication spell." Once satisfied, Lilith extended a tiny hand, and a violet orb merged into Ye Chuan’s body.
Memories flooded his mind, and he swiftly mastered the magic.
"Replicate…"
Ye Chuan pulled out a spirit herb and cast the spell. A purple flash later, an identical herb materialized before him.
It actually worked!
Did this mean one herb equaled infinite herbs now?!
But when he tried replicating it again, nothing happened.
"The spell only works once per item," Lilith explained.
Unlimited replication would be absurd.
"Ah. So the copy’s effects are identical to the original?"
"Depends on the item." Lilith eyed the herb. "For something like this, yes."
If so, strategic use of this spell could double his inventory overnight.
No wonder she was an S-tier tenant—nothing she offered was ordinary.
"Miss Lilith, got any other goodies? Like a spell to summon all the world’s wealth in one cast?" Ye Chuan began massaging her calves.
"Mmm, once my power fully recovers, such things are trivial," Lilith murmured, unused to the attention but not rejecting it. Her eyes half-lidded. "I’ll consider it."
Time to hustle for more spirit essence. Lilith’s arsenal was clearly bottomless.
"Ye Chuan." Lilith suddenly spoke up.
"Yeah?"
"Since you can traverse time and space… can you enter the Aiser Continent?" She seemed hesitant.
"Sure." Ye Chuan nodded. "What do you need me to do there?"
The Aiser Continent had always been an option in his adventure worlds, but he’d never set foot in it.
His exploration of the Tianxuan Continent wasn’t even complete, let alone other realms, so he’d left it untouched.
"No, it’s nothing…" Lilith trailed off, swallowing her words.
After finishing two bottles of juice, Lilith retreated into the jade pendant. Ye Chuan emptied his backpack, doubling everything with the replication spell.
Twice the loot, twice the joy. By the time he repacked, midnight had struck.
As the clock reset, his daily allowance of tens of thousands deposited automatically, alongside an adventure world update.
[You initiated an adventure sweep—]
[Sweep complete. Retrievable item: 1]
Checking the Qingyun Sect sweep log, Ye Chuan noted another idle day—perfectly justified as "recovery time." The retrieved item was a sixth-grade Core Condensation Pill.
A gift from Old Man Ziyun.
"I’ve already condensed my core ages ago." Ye Chuan replicated the pill and tossed the spare into his backpack.
No matter. He’d sell it at an auction house in the Tianxuan Continent later.
He’d long planned to offload his backpack’s "trendy junk"—useless to him and Bai Qianshuang alike. The Qingyun Sect might be another viable marketplace.
Just as he prepared to sleep, his phone buzzed. Simultaneously, his aura surged.
[Congratulations! You triggered the Super Spirit Gathering Array upgrade buff. You’ve advanced to late-stage Core Condensation Realm.]
Late-stage Core Condensation!
Huh?
"Are the odds really this high?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, surprised by yet another effortless breakthrough.
This Super Spirit Gathering Array was worth every penny.
At this rate, catching up to Bai Qianshuang wouldn’t be hard at all.
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."
. 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!"
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?!
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.”
