Soon, a squad composed of super martial artists jogged over. The leader, a middle-aged man clad in high-quality gear, scanned the area with sharp eyes but found nothing.
Strange. Where did that giant monster rabbit from earlier go?
Finally, his gaze landed on a girl holding a spirit sword not far away, along with a man who looked familiar.
Could it be…
"Mr. Ye Chuan," the man called out tentatively, seemingly recognizing him.
"You know me?" Ye Chuan asked casually as the man greeted him.
"I saw you at the Super Martial Assembly," the man replied respectfully. "I’m Wang Zhuang, captain of the Alliance’s special task force."
Ah, the Wang family. That explains it.
"The monster was already dealt with. Just clean up the scene," Ye Chuan explained.
"Understood." Wang Zhuang had been chasing that monster rabbit earlier, but in the time it took to round a corner, the creature had been obliterated—not even a trace left behind.
Incredibly strong.
"Why did the transport fail? And why were you transporting monsters in the first place? Explain," Ye Chuan pressed.
Wang Zhuang could only share what he knew. "Capturing live monsters is for Alliance research—analyzing their data to find weaknesses."
Ye Chuan doubted the monsters could escape so easily. "Then how did it break free?"
"The Liberators. They sabotaged our transport vehicle."
Seeing Ye Chuan’s confusion, Wang Zhuang quickly clarified, "There’s an organization called the Liberators. They believe the dimensional rifts are divine punishment for humanity, that the monsters are messengers sent by the gods."
"So they preach this ideology, claiming we should side with the monsters."
"Some even go around causing destruction."
Ye Chuan: "..."
Huh?
The rifts appeared barely any time ago, and already we’ve got cultists?
"Got it. I’ll ask Yan Ran for the rest. You’re dismissed."
"Yes, sir!" With that, Wang Zhuang left with his team.
Liberators…
"It’s raining," Ye Chuan murmured, glancing up as if hesitating to say more.
"Chuan, why would such a group exist? Doesn’t that mean the world’s going to get even messier? We just got some peace," Luo Xi said, baffled by the idea of people helping monsters wreak havoc.
Unbelievable.
"Not surprising," Ye Chuan replied. "But they won’t last."
He paused, turning to Bai Qianshuang beside him. Her eyes were downcast, fixed on the melted ice cream on the ground. Even the way her stray hair drooped betrayed her gloom.
"Want me to get you another one?" Ye Chuan offered with a smile.
"What’s lost won’t return," Bai Qianshuang said softly. "Rest in peace, my three-bite refreshment."
"That’s… heavy," Ye Chuan and Luo Xi muttered, sweating a little.
In the end, the shopkeeper replaced the ice cream, and Bai Qianshuang’s mood lifted as she ate.
……
Later, while resting at a milk tea shop, Ye Chuan got up to fetch their drinks. Seated beside Bai Qianshuang, Luo Xi leaned forward slightly, her gaze lingering on the delicate ring adorning the other girl’s finger.
"That’s a pretty ring," Luo Xi remarked, propping her chin on her hands with a playful grin.
"Hm?" Bai Qianshuang blinked. "Ye Chuan gave it to me. It’s a storage ring."
"Ah, figures." Luo Xi held up her own ring, her expression tinged with melancholy. "I thought he’d only given one to me. Seems like everyone’s got one."
"I guess I’m not that special."
"Ye Chuan is kind," Bai Qianshuang said.
"Chuan’s a smooth-talker who loves tricking girls," Luo Xi countered, then locked eyes with her. "Qianshuang, do you like him?"
"I don’t—" Bai Qianshuang’s voice faltered. Under Luo Xi’s gaze, she found herself unable to finish. After a pause, she admitted,
"I don’t know."
Romantic feelings?
Bai Qianshuang had never experienced them. She truly didn’t understand what they entailed.
Last night, Lan Xiaoke had spent hours lecturing her—something about shouting "I’m not ‘hey,’ I’m Chu Yuxun!" to the boy you like. Bai Qianshuang had been utterly lost.
"You don’t know, huh~" Luo Xi chuckled but didn’t press further.
"What’re you two chatting about? Who ordered the honey lemon tea?" Ye Chuan’s voice cut in as he returned with a drink carrier.
"Mine!" Luo Xi raised her hand and took the cup.
"Pearl milk tea," Bai Qianshuang said, accepting her favorite flavor.
Ye Chuan took a sip of his own drink. "So, what were you talking about?"
"Girls’ secrets. Can’t share," Luo Xi teased.
"Since when were you two so close?" Ye Chuan raised a brow.
"Obviously." Luo Xi nudged Bai Qianshuang. "Right, Qianshuang?"
Bai Qianshuang looked puzzled but, seeing Luo Xi’s bright smile, nodded along. "Exactly."
"Girls’ secrets," Luo Xi repeated.
"Exactly," Bai Qianshuang echoed.
"Copycats," Ye Chuan muttered, deciding not to pry.
By evening, Ye Chuan returned home with Bai Qianshuang and Luo Xi, their shopping bags filled with the day’s haul.
"You’re back?" Lan Xiaoke floated up from the couch, rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"Bought some clothes and stuff," Ye Chuan said.
"Any for me?"
"Can’t you just shapeshift your outfits?"
"Not the same! These are part of my body," Lan Xiaoke protested. Besides, who said ghosts couldn’t wear clothes? She’d even taken photos with Bai Qianshuang in them.
"By that logic, aren’t you just… naked all the time?"
Lan Xiaoke froze, blinking. "Eh…"
"..."
After a long silence, she glanced down at her clothes. Well… he had a point.
"Whatever, I can’t see it anyway." Lan Xiaoke shrugged, adopting an "out of sight, out of mind" stance.
"Go help with dinner," Ye Chuan said, flicking her forehead.
"Fine."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
