Ye Chuan wondered if he was being pranked or if he had somehow stumbled into some hidden-camera reality show.
"I am Bai Qianshuang, from the Donghua Divine Continent, the chief disciple of the Jade Void Sect, one of the Three Supreme Sects." The woman sat on the bed, her voice soft but earnest as she explained her origins to Ye Chuan.
Ye Chuan stared at the expressionless woman—or rather, girl—before him. Her constant talk of being a cultivator and a chief disciple made him suspect there might be hidden cameras in the room, broadcasting his reactions to an amused audience.
Wasn’t this kind of prank popular these days? The kind where unsuspecting passersby were tricked for entertainment?
Rubbing his temples, Ye Chuan sighed as he looked at the impossibly beautiful girl in front of him.
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? I don’t care what your production team is up to, but I’m calling the police," he said flatly.
"I speak no falsehood," she replied.
Ye Chuan scoffed, smirking. "Why keep up the act when I’ve already called you out? Weren’t you leaving earlier? What made you come back?"
Bai Qianshuang lowered her head slightly, a strand of hair slipping down to rest against her chest. Her eyes flickered faintly.
"This place… is too unfamiliar. And I sense no spiritual energy here."
The buildings outside were unlike anything she had ever seen. Not just that—even the clothes this man wore were completely foreign to her. Yet, for some reason, she could read the words on his garment:
[Agricultural Bank Credit Card]
Not that she understood what it meant.
The room fell into silence. Ye Chuan pulled out his phone, ready to dial the police, but then he glanced again at the girl sitting by his bed. She was quiet, her white robes stained with crimson blood, her demeanor cold yet somehow fragile with the bandages wrapped around her.
After a moment’s hesitation, he silently locked his phone screen. Seeing Bai Qianshuang so committed to her role, he decided to play along—for now.
"Got any proof of who you claim to be?"
"Proof…" Bai Qianshuang’s slender fingers twitched before she retrieved a bronze token embroidered with gold from her waist. "This is my sect’s identification token."
"I’m not asking for props," Ye Chuan rolled his eyes. "You said you’re a cultivator, right? Can you fly? Like, sword flight or something?"
Bai Qianshuang nodded. "Naturally."
Ye Chuan smirked at her immediate agreement. "Then do it."
"Do… it?" She blinked, confused, then glanced around the cramped room. "This space is too small."
"Yeah, sorry my place isn’t up to your standards," Ye Chuan deadpanned. The apartment wasn’t small, but the room certainly wasn’t spacious. "Fine, forget flying. Just make that sword float, and I’ll believe you."
Watching Bai Qianshuang hesitate, Ye Chuan almost laughed. If this was a prank show, shouldn’t he try to make it entertaining?
Maybe if this girl made it big someday, she’d toss him a thank-you card.
[Thanks to you, the show’s a hit. Here’s a million—spend it however you like.]
[Let’s not stay in touch.]
With her looks, she had a real shot at fame. At the very least, her acting was flawless—no cracks in her performance whatsoever.
But the next second, Ye Chuan froze.
Bai Qianshuang raised a hand, forming a seal, and the sword beside her began to glow, lifting into the air.
"Huh?!"
Snapping out of his daze, Ye Chuan rushed over to the floating sword. He waved his hands around it, checking for invisible wires, then bent down to inspect the blade for any drone-like mechanisms.
Just as he leaned in, the glow vanished—and the sword dropped straight onto his face.
"Ow, what the—?!"
The metallic clang echoed as the sword hit the floor. Ye Chuan clutched his nose, wincing. "Damn, that hurt!"
He whipped his head toward Bai Qianshuang, but she remained expressionless, hands resting on her knees, her eyes faintly apologetic. "My apologies. I… ran out of spiritual energy."
Ye Chuan stood up, shaken. At least the flat of the blade had hit him—if it had been the edge, his face would’ve been ruined.
"How did you do that just now?"
"Sword Control Art," Bai Qianshuang answered.
Ye Chuan: "…"
Was she… telling the truth?
Seriously?
But that floating sword defied logic. No wires, no drones—just pure levitation.
"Can you do it again?" Ye Chuan asked.
"I… can." Bai Qianshuang formed the seal once more—but this time, a thin trail of blood trickled from the corner of her lips.
"Wait, hold on—you’re bleeding?!"
"It’s nothing." As she spoke, the sword on the floor trembled, clinking as it struggled to rise.
"Nothing my ass! You’re bleeding more! Stop, don’t force yourself—are you trying to die in my apartment?!" Ye Chuan panicked, waving his hands to stop her.
"Do you believe me now?" Bai Qianshuang wiped the blood from her mouth with her sleeve.
"Yeah, fine, I believe you," Ye Chuan conceded, though his mind buzzed with questions.
"Good." With that, Bai Qianshuang’s head drooped, and she collapsed onto the bed, motionless.
Ye Chuan: "…"
"Hey! What do you mean, passing out again?!"
……
"What kind of mess is this?" After settling Bai Qianshuang properly on the bed, Ye Chuan wiped her face with a warm towel. She was still unconscious but didn’t seem in immediate danger. Calling an ambulance was out of the question—he couldn’t afford it, and he was starting to believe her story. If doctors found something abnormal and sent her to a lab for dissection, the fallout would be disastrous.
As he stood there, wondering what to do next, his phone buzzed.
A notification popped up.
[New Tenant Discovered: Bai Qianshuang
Chief Disciple of the Jade Void Sect, Tianxuan Continent. Born with the Divine Dao Body. In her past life, she was the Supreme Empress, forced into reincarnation after betrayal.]
[Tenant Quality: A-rank]
[Daily Income Generated After Move-in: 2000 RMB]
[Chance to Obtain Tenant-Related Items]
[Note: Favorability Affects Reward Cap. Current Rewards: Initial Tier.]
Ye Chuan: "…"
Huh?
He narrowed his eyes.
Was this not some bizarre hallucination… but a system?
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
