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."
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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.
