Ye Chuan's eyelids twitched slightly, and Bai Qianshuang immediately lifted her head, feigning composure with a light cough.
Her eyes flickered a few times before she saw Ye Chuan staring at her.
"What were you trying to do just now?"
"Nothing," Bai Qianshuang replied expressionlessly.
"Really nothing?" A hint of amusement flashed in Ye Chuan's eyes as he noticed Bai Qianshuang glancing away guiltily. "Nothing means nothing."
Ye Chuan didn’t press further—after all, his spiritual sense had already detected what Bai Qianshuang had been about to do.
"In that case, let’s continue cultivating."
"Mm." Bai Qianshuang seemed to relax momentarily, but soon tensed up again, her beautiful eyes lowering. "Why did you touch my thigh?"
"Aren’t we cultivation partners?"
Bai Qianshuang paused. Ye Chuan’s logic was hard to refute, but her voice still trembled slightly. "It tickles."
"Your sensitivity is just high. You’ll get used to it after a few more times," Ye Chuan chuckled.
Hearing this, Bai Qianshuang obediently stopped resisting.
Yet, the fluctuations in her aura betrayed the turmoil in her heart.
When the moment felt right, Ye Chuan pulled her closer, burying his face against her chest. "A hug."
"…?" Bai Qianshuang stiffened like stone.
"Ever heard? Hugs give you strength and lift your mood," Ye Chuan mumbled, his face completely nestled against her.
Bai Qianshuang froze for a moment, as if recalling something, then gradually relaxed.
A hand rose gently, stroking the back of Ye Chuan’s head.
Ye Chuan was taken aback, surprised by the tenderness of her touch.
"Ye Chuan, did your mood improve?" Bai Qianshuang whispered. "If I can help you, I’m willing."
Ye Chuan: "…"
He lifted his head, meeting her cool yet unexpectedly soft gaze.
"Ahem." For some reason, Ye Chuan couldn’t hold her stare. "Let’s stop here for today. I have things to do."
With that, he quickly stood and headed to his room.
Watching his hurried retreat, Bai Qianshuang seemed to understand something. She raised a hand to her lips and giggled softly.
……
Back in his room, Ye Chuan sat on the bed, arms crossed, puzzled.
"Tch, why did I chicken out just now?"
"Lilith, any ideas?"
"Pfft. All talk, but you crumble when faced with a girl’s sincerity," Lilith’s teasing voice echoed in his mind.
Ye Chuan: "…"
"Whatever." He ruffled his hair and flopped onto the bed.
Lilith materialized, yawning before floating to a corner of the bed—then deftly retrieving a juice bottle from the mini-fridge.
"Slurp~" She sipped her drink, legs swinging idly.
The room was silent except for the sound of Lilith drinking, while Ye Chuan lay with his hands behind his head.
After a while, Ye Chuan glanced at her. "Lilith, you’ve been appearing more often lately."
"Maintaining my soul isn’t an issue anymore," Lilith replied, propping her cheek on one hand as a math book hovered before her, pages flipping rapidly via magic.
It was unclear whether she actually understood any of it.
"But I still need spirit essence," Lilith reminded, side-eyeing him.
"I don’t like being stuck like this."
Ye Chuan shrugged.
He hadn’t encountered any supernatural adventure worlds in a while, and the meager spirit essence from the real world was far from enough for Lilith.
"I’ve seen you before," Lilith suddenly remarked.
"What do you mean?" Ye Chuan blinked.
"Never mind. Just a random thought." Lilith dissolved into purple light, returning to the jade pendant on Ye Chuan’s chest.
"Huh?"
Ye Chuan stayed in his room until dinner. Ke Ning emerged briefly to eat before vanishing again.
Lan Xiaoke remained in her orb form, though her aura had grown dense—Ye Chuan guessed she’d materialize within days.
As for Bai Qianshuang, she kept stealing glances at Ye Chuan during dinner, making the atmosphere oddly tense.
After a shower, Ye Chuan holed up in his room, waiting for midnight’s refresh.
When the clock struck twelve, he collected his daily rewards, the props dropped by his tenant Sunflower, and tended to the herb garden.
"A few Dabunius and some items." He organized his inventory before focusing on the adventure tab.
The Tianxuan Continent was still in revival mode, so Ye Chuan turned to the Aiser Continent.
Whatever, let’s go!
His vision blurred…
When it cleared, he found himself standing on a bustling street.
It was daytime, and the crowd wore distinctly Western-fantasy attire—knight armor, witch robes, leather armor—giving the vibe of an MMORPG.
"Now that I think about it, logging into adventure worlds daily really does feel like gaming."
Ye Chuan treated them as separate games: Tianxuan Continent was one, Aiser Continent another.
Different worlds, different playstyles.
"When will the system unlock the ‘bring tenants into adventure worlds’ feature?" Just as he grumbled, his phone vibrated.
[Detected sufficient adventure world activity. Daily Quests unlocked.]
[Daily Quest: Aiser Continent
Complete one Adventurer’s Guild commission
Reward: Return Scroll, Magic Crystals x50]
[Item: Return Scroll
Instantly return to the nearest city, regardless of distance.]
"Oh? Daily quests now?" After some research, he discovered completing them would log progress, with rewards scaling by streak.
One reward caught his eye—
[Daily Quest Streak: 33
Reward: Tenant Companion Card]
[Item: Tenant Companion Card
Allows one tenant to enter an adventure world once. Death results in return.]
……
[Daily Quest Streak: 66
Reward: Tenant Recruitment Card]
[Item: Tenant Recruitment Card
Recruit any adventure world entity as a tenant. Drop rates adjust based on quality.]
"Huh? I can bring tenants into adventures and recruit from them too?" The new items surprised him.
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."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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.”
