Though I really wanted to continue experiencing the power of multi-splitting, it was clearly time to log off.
Aiser Continent, logging out!
"Save progress. Time to return to the real world for now." Ye Chuan found that he quite liked Aiser Continent—and no, it wasn’t because of the succubus brothel. He simply enjoyed the local customs and atmosphere here.
Definitely not because of the succubi.
[Full-Dive Adventure: You’ve successfully survived the first day. Return to the real world? (Leaving won’t affect your continued adventure.)]
Time to log off.
After pressing "confirm," Ye Chuan felt his consciousness being pulled away.
……
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back on a slightly unfamiliar bed.
"Ah, Lilith’s room." Since Lan Xiaoke had taken over his own bed, Ye Chuan had logged into the adventure world from Lilith’s bed. He glanced out the window—sunlight streamed in brightly.
Stretching with a yawn, he muttered, "That was refreshing."
After leaving Lilith’s room, Ye Chuan first checked his own room to see Lan Xiaoke’s revival progress.
Pushing the door open, he saw that the glowing orb in his room had shrunk, now only slightly larger than Lan Xiaoke’s usual form. The light wasn’t as intense as yesterday, as if it had condensed.
"Should be soon, right?" Ye Chuan stroked his chin thoughtfully before quietly averting his gaze.
Well, best to leave her be for now.
After a quick wash-up, Ye Chuan stepped out of his room to the faint aroma of breakfast wafting through the air.
Heading to the kitchen, he noticed Bai Qianshuang and Luo Xi, both wearing aprons, preparing breakfast together.
The two girls were chatting about something amusing, making Luo Xi giggle cutely, her ponytail swaying lightly.
The sight of beautiful girls together was always pleasing to the eye, reminding Ye Chuan of last night’s custom dream—where Luo Xi and Bai Qianshuang had fought over a controller before eventually sharing it.
Their conversation had been hesitant, but the outcome was good.
"Hmm…" Just as Ye Chuan crossed his arms and reminisced, Luo Xi seemed to sense something and turned her head, spotting him standing nearby.
"Morning, Chuan-Chuan! How come you woke up without making a sound?"
"Morning." Ye Chuan glanced at Bai Qianshuang, who gave a slight nod. "Morning."
After Lilith’s reminder, Ye Chuan no longer intended to force progress with Bai Qianshuang. He realized he needed to treat her more sincerely.
That said, he was still Bai Qianshuang’s Dao companion—surely an occasional spar in cultivation techniques wouldn’t be an issue.
Though a threesome was probably out of the question.
"I’ll just wait to eat, then." Seeing the two girls busy with breakfast, Ye Chuan sat down casually.
"Chuan-Chuan, where’s Xiaoke?" Luo Xi asked.
Normally, Lan Xiaoke would be visible around this time, but Luo Xi couldn’t even sense her presence, let alone see her ghostly figure.
"Xiaoke… seems to have vanished," Bai Qianshuang murmured softly.
"She’s fine. She’s just reincarnating," Ye Chuan said with a laugh.
His words made Luo Xi and Bai Qianshuang exchange glances, their expressions turning to surprise.
"Reincarnating? Being reborn?" Luo Xi covered her mouth lightly. Though she understood the general idea, hearing that Lan Xiaoke had moved on to a new life still shocked her. "Does that mean we won’t see her again?"
"Xiaoke…" Bai Qianshuang knew that spirits and humans walked different paths, and that ghosts weren’t part of orthodox cultivation. But hearing that Lan Xiaoke had reincarnated still left her feeling unexpectedly somber.
Though unreliable, Lan Xiaoke had been Bai Qianshuang’s first friend.
And she was also her junior sister from the Jade Void Sect.
"You’ll see her again," Ye Chuan said, amused by their reactions.
Hearing this, though they didn’t fully understand how, the two girls relaxed slightly.
"I’ve got plans today, Luo Xi. You should learn some cultivation techniques from Qianshuang," Ye Chuan said during breakfast.
He needed to acquire a pharmaceutical company to sell his diluted elixirs, and today he had an appointment with Wang Yanran to meet her so-called friend.
"What plans?" Luo Xi asked curiously.
"Picking up girls."
"Hmph, aren’t the girls at home enough for you?" Luo Xi pointed at her own face. "Are they prettier than me?"
"Hard to say, hard to say." Ye Chuan’s eyes crinkled with amusement.
"Then no way! I’m coming with you!"
"Oh? Maybe if you beg nicely." Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, leisurely eating his toast.
Luo Xi cutely wrinkled her nose and pouted, clinging to Bai Qianshuang’s arm. "Qianshuang, don’t you think Chuan-Chuan is so mean?"
Bai Qianshuang, recalling how Ye Chuan had teased her before, nodded lightly.
"Ye Chuan… bad."
"See? See?"
After some casual banter, Wang Yanran arrived.
"Ye Chuan, good morning."
Seeing her walk in, Ye Chuan gestured for her to join them. "Had breakfast yet? If not, eat with us."
"I ate. No need to be so polite," Wang Yanran said.
Just then, an untimely growl came from her stomach—a loud protest.
"……" Wang Yanran’s face flushed as she coughed awkwardly.
"I had breakfast… yesterday."
"Using yesterday’s breakfast to conquer today’s hunger?" Ye Chuan patted the chair beside him.
"Don’t stand on ceremony. There’s plenty to go around."
Luo Xi brought out an extra bowl and chopsticks. "Join us. We made way too much anyway."
Wang Yanran glanced at the table—indeed, the spread was lavish.
Or rather, excessively abundant.
Her eyes then drifted to Bai Qianshuang, who was eating daintily, yet the food on the table was disappearing at a visible rate.
Ah. Now she understood why.
"I’ll just have some congee."
"Sure."
During the meal, Wang Yanran didn’t forget business. She handed Ye Chuan a briefcase. "Here’s the latest batch of crystal cores, plus their requests for the transformation armor."
Ye Chuan’s transformation armor was highly sought after, both in the superhuman world and among wealthy elites—after all, what tycoon could resist a toy that doubled as life-saving gear?
"Huh? This many?" Ye Chuan’s spiritual sense scanned the briefcase, counting forty cores inside.
"Yes."
Satisfied, Ye Chuan accepted it. He loved these daily harvests.
Another small step toward progress.
"Also, here’s our potential business partner." Wang Yanran slid a tablet toward him. "Her name is Qiao Xin, the executive chairwoman of a major local conglomerate…"
The tablet displayed a dossier. Wang Yanran, as Ye Chuan’s assistant, had prepared everything meticulously—practically spoon-feeding him the details.
But when Ye Chuan saw the photo in the file, he blinked in surprise.
"Huh. She looks familiar."

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

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.”

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.”

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."