One outfit after another, Bai Qianshuang slipped into each like a natural-born clothes hanger—no matter what she wore, it looked stunning on her.
"Gorgeous," Luo Xi said with a bright smile, fussing over Bai Qianshuang as if she were a life-sized doll, her eyes even flickering with an inexplicable hint of fervor.
An hour passed, and Bai Qianshuang had already tried on over a dozen outfits.
"We'll take all of them," Ye Chuan said to the sales assistant nearby.
"Ah—ah? The total might be a bit pricey," the assistant stammered. She had been praising Bai Qianshuang nonstop, her mouth nearly going dry, and had even started worrying that Ye Chuan and his group might not buy anything at all.
But the moment Ye Chuan spoke, it felt like the sun had broken through the clouds.
Still, the assistant couldn’t help but remind them that the combined cost of these clothes was no small sum.
"Any discounts?"
"Yes, there are." The assistant pulled out a calculator and quickly tallied up the price of the dozen or so items. "The total comes to 237,000. If you sign up for a membership now, you can enjoy a 1% discount."
"Mhm, we’ll take them all." Ye Chuan gave a nod and motioned for the assistant to pack everything up.
"Right away, sir!"
"Luo Xi, aren’t you picking anything? You’ve been getting clothes for Qianshuang this whole time," Ye Chuan said, turning to Luo Xi. The girl had been solely focused on dressing Bai Qianshuang, leaving nothing for herself.
"I don’t need more clothes?" Luo Xi blinked, then grinned playfully.
"Then let’s go next door and pick out some uniforms for you—something to wear when we duel."
"You’re the worst, always thinking about that kind of thing." Luo Xi planted her hands on her hips, leaning forward slightly as if pretending to be angry, though the corners of her lips stayed curled upward.
Truth be told, Luo Xi quite enjoyed those moments too.
Especially when it was pouring outside, and she and Ye Chuan were curled up in bed, the room silent except for the sound of raindrops tapping against the window. Just lying in each other’s arms, slowly dueling.
In the end, Luo Xi did buy a few outfits, though she preferred more energetic styles. The shop’s elegant, ladylike aesthetic gave her an oddly captivating charm when she wore it.
Under the sales assistant’s enthusiastic farewell, the group stepped out of the store.
"So many clothes," Luo Xi mused, eyeing the numerous bags in their hands. They’d only visited one shop, yet they’d already bought this much.
"True." Ye Chuan found carrying all these bags inconvenient for further shopping.
Pulling out his phone, he sent a message to Wang Yanran.
About ten minutes later, three or four burly men approached. "Mr. Ye, please hand the items to us."
"Mm, take these back. We’re still shopping." Ye Chuan passed all the bags to them, and once they had everything, the men quickly disappeared from sight.
"Wow, Chuan, who were they?" Luo Xi asked curiously.
"No idea. Yanran arranged it." Ye Chuan shrugged. They were probably from the Wang family or some subordinates.
As long as they got the job done.
When they reached the bustling food street, Bai Qianshuang finally seemed to perk up. The events of last night no longer weighed on her mind as her bright eyes flitted from one small shop to another.
That looked good. That one too.
Finally, the girl paused in front of an ice cream parlor.
"Would you like some ice cream, miss? Ten yuan per scoop, any flavor you like," the shopkeeper said with a smile, spotting Bai Qianshuang. "Mix and match as you please."
"Ice cream, huh?" Luo Xi stretched out a hand toward the shopkeeper. "One vanilla, one pineapple."
"Coming right up!"
"What about you, Chuan?" Luo Xi turned to Ye Chuan.
He glanced over. "The usual."
"Boss, add one chocolate and one blueberry," Luo Xi added.
"Got it!"
The shopkeeper handed them two ice creams, and Luo Xi and Ye Chuan began eating. But Bai Qianshuang remained bent slightly at the waist, staring intently at the colorful array of ice cream behind the glass.
"Miss, have you decided?" the shopkeeper asked.
Bai Qianshuang’s eyes flickered with hesitation. "Mm..."
"Mm..."
"Mm?" The girl finally reacted, and the shopkeeper seized the moment. "What flavor would you like?"
"How much did you say it was?" Bai Qianshuang asked.
The shopkeeper: "..."
"Ten yuan per scoop. You can mix and match however you like."
"Mm." The girl acknowledged but continued scrutinizing the options, still torn.
Watching Bai Qianshuang’s agonizing indecision, the shopkeeper nearly started stressing too. If not for the girl’s stunning looks making the wait bearable, he might’ve lost patience.
"If you can’t decide, just take them all," Ye Chuan told the shopkeeper.
"All of them?"
"Yep. Can you do it?" Ye Chuan grinned. "I’ve heard people stack up to a hundred scoops before."
"Sir, you’re underestimating me." The shopkeeper’s competitive spirit flared.
"Leave it to me!"
Grabbing a scoop, he piled one ice cream ball after another, stacking a tower of over a dozen colorful flavors. "That’ll be 140 yuan!"
"Impressive..." Ye Chuan and the others clapped.
As they continued strolling, Bai Qianshuang nibbled at her towering ice cream creation, seemingly back to her usual self—eating like a cautious little hamster, afraid it might topple over.
"Let me help, Qianshuang." Luo Xi reached out, placing a hand near the ice cream tower.
A faint chill emanated from her fingertips, subtly reinforcing the structure.
"Not bad," Ye Chuan remarked, amused at how deftly Luo Xi wielded her spiritual energy.
"Of course."
Just as the trio enjoyed their treats, a commotion erupted in the distance. A broadcast announcement followed:
"Warning: A monster has escaped during transport and is loose in the plaza. Citizens, please seek shelter immediately."
"A giant rabbit!" someone shrieked. Amid the fleeing crowd, a three-meter-tall monstrous rabbit came barreling toward them.
"Huh? Escaped during transport?" The creature’s aura wasn’t particularly strong, and Ye Chuan was about to casually eliminate it when the tremors from its charge caused Bai Qianshuang’s ice cream tower to wobble—then crash onto the ground with a splat.
Bai Qianshuang: "..."
"..."
"!!!!"
Before the monstrous rabbit could get any closer, an overwhelming surge of killing intent slammed into it. The creature froze mid-step—just in time to see several sword beams slash through the air, obliterating it instantly without leaving a single trace behind.
"My ice cream..." Bai Qianshuang gripped her sword, her expression icy.
Beside her, Ye Chuan coughed lightly, feeling the terrifying force behind those sword strikes.
An angry Qianshuang was downright terrifying.
This was the real world. If he so much as grazed one of those physical sword beams, he’d be done for.
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."
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
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.”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
