"Eh..." Niya circled around Ye Chuan, full of curiosity about his ability to ride a flying sword. It wasn’t that she had never seen similar techniques before—for instance, the mages from the Magic Tower had mastered broom-riding spells—but this was her first time seeing a sword that could carry a person through the air.
"Let’s go," Ye Chuan said.
"What about me?"
"Get on."
Niya attempted to jump onto the flying sword. Her agility was excellent, and she had expected the sensation of stepping on something unstable, like cotton. Yet, to her surprise, the sword felt as steady as solid stone beneath her feet.
The wonder of it all left Niya amazed, and she couldn’t help but grow even more curious about Ye Chuan’s origins. Just who was this man who wielded such extraordinary abilities?
"Hold on tight," Ye Chuan instructed.
"Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?" Niya wore a cat-like expression, but her hands immediately wrapped around Ye Chuan’s waist. "Hmm, you look thin, but you’re actually quite sturdy, huh?"
Ye Chuan: "..."
With a mere thought, the flying sword beneath them lifted into the air, carrying them both upward.
As the buildings below grew smaller, Ye Chuan noticed that the town was laid out in a circular shape—encircled by walls, with low-rise houses neatly arranged, their oil lamps flickering like fireflies in the night.
"It’s round."
"Eh? Cities are built on magic circles to ward off monsters, so of course they’re round," Niya explained, still puzzled as to why Ye Chuan didn’t know such basic things.
"Magic circles..." Ye Chuan extended his spiritual sense and confirmed that the town was indeed enveloped in a translucent blue magic array, though invisible to the naked eye.
How interesting.
The Aiser Continent seemed far more peaceful than the Tianxuan Continent. Here, people only needed to defend against monsters—no one was going around refining entire cities with soul banners.
Dismissing his thoughts, Ye Chuan turned his gaze toward the forest beyond the town. After flying for a while, he spotted his destination at the foot of a silver-white mountain range—a cavern entrance about five or six meters tall, its interior illuminated by torches.
The air was thick with dampness, and moss covered the walls and floor. The messy footprints scattered across the ground suggested that this place saw quite a few visitors.
"We’re here. The Sunset Cavern is a massive multi-layered maze. If the intel’s correct, the Glowspider Queen should be on the third floor or below," Niya said.
"Then let’s go," Ye Chuan replied, stepping inside without hesitation.
"Right behind you!"
Once inside, Ye Chuan quickly found a stone staircase descending deeper into the cavern. According to Niya, each floor had one, though the maze’s layout shifted over time, so the staircases weren’t fixed in place.
"Pretty interesting," Ye Chuan mused, feeling a fresh sense of novelty, as if he were exploring a game world.
The first floor was well-lit, with oil lanterns hanging everywhere.
"These were left by other adventurers for lighting. But past the third floor, there won’t be any," Niya said. "You did prepare a light spell, right?"
"A light spell?" Ye Chuan shook his head. He wasn’t even from this world. If he hadn’t died back in the Tianxuan Continent, he wouldn’t have even considered exploring a second major realm so soon.
"Huh? You’re not planning to fight monsters while holding a torch, are you?"
"Doesn’t matter." Ye Chuan could easily perceive his surroundings with his spiritual sense—vision was irrelevant. But strangely, his senses couldn’t penetrate the lower floors, only allowing him to scan the current level.
"Good thing I came prepared." Niya pulled out a scroll from her backpack and tore it open.
A small magic circle appeared, coalescing into a bright floating orb.
"That’ll be five silver coins for the light spell, thanks."
"Put it on my tab," Ye Chuan said. He didn’t have any money anyway.
"Tch." Niya clicked her tongue.
Just then, Ye Chuan sensed something—and so did Niya. Both turned toward a dark corner as a foul stench filled the air. A rotting corpse, dripping with slime, slowly dragged itself toward them.
"It’s a slime," Niya remarked after a glance.
"Isn’t that just a corpse?" Ye Chuan pointed at the decaying body. Was this what they called a slime on the Aiser Continent?
"That is a slime. Look closely—that corpse can’t move on its own, and it hasn’t been reanimated by necromancy. It’s being puppeteered by a slime."
She paused, then added, "Probably some rookie adventurer who died on the first floor."
Ye Chuan took a closer look. The slime coating the corpse pulsed with life, writhing like a living film. The corpse wasn’t walking—it was being dragged, leaving a wet trail behind.
"You’ve never seen a slime before?" Niya wasn’t even surprised by Ye Chuan’s ignorance anymore. After all, this guy didn’t even know the name of the empire they were in.
"The slimes I know are bouncy and gelatinous."
"Hah? These things are sticky, stinking piles of sludge that love latching onto corpses and using them to move around."
"Why?"
"Probably to feed on the remains. The movement is for self-defense, though slimes have almost no intelligence." Niya drew a silver dagger and lunged forward like a hunting panther!
A few flashes of silver later, the slime coating the corpse was sliced apart.
"Ugh, disgusting. Slimes are the worst thing to run into on the first floor." She flicked her dagger, splattering thick green slime onto the ground like snot.
"Not bad," Ye Chuan commented, though she hadn’t seemed to exert much effort.
"Thanks for the praise," Niya said, wiping her weapon clean. "Shouldn’t you be the one protecting me?"
No sooner had she spoken than several more globs of slime oozed toward them.
"Why are there so many slimes today?"
"Your turn," Niya said, eyeing Ye Chuan’s sword. "You’re a swordsman, right?"
"Says who?" Ye Chuan casually raised a finger—and in the next moment, a massive fireball materialized in the air.
"You’re a mage too?!"
"Do I not look like one?" Ye Chuan flicked his wrist, sending the fireball crashing down. The explosion engulfed the slimes in flames, instantly reducing them to nothing. The sheer power left Niya stunned, but what shocked her even more was the speed of his casting.
"No incantation?!"
"Magic needs incantations?" Ye Chuan countered.
He also had infinite mana, not that she needed to know.
Niya was at a loss for words. Wasn’t this supposed to be common knowledge?
What was going on? This guy had zero grasp of basic facts, yet he kept doing things that defied all logic.
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!
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.
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?!
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
