"……" Bai Qianshuang pinched her chopsticks, picked up a small bite of rice, and brought it to her mouth, chewing slowly.
Yet her gaze lingered on the twin-tailed little girl sitting across the table. The girl remained silent, but the spoon in front of her floated up as if moved by an unseen force, delivering hot soup to her lips.
For some reason, Bai Qianshuang could sense an unusual aura emanating from her.
"Ye Chuan, who is this…?" Bai Qianshuang asked. Though she wasn’t aware of all of Ye Chuan’s friends, this Lilith was the first time she had visited their home.
"Lilith. She’s also from another world," Ye Chuan replied. "One of my tenants, though she rarely shows herself due to certain circumstances."
Tenants…
"I see." Bai Qianshuang didn’t press further. After all, it wasn’t unusual for people to mysteriously appear in Ye Chuan’s house from time to time.
"Who’s older, me or her?" Lan Xiaoke, still fixated on the question, immediately turned to Ye Chuan.
"You are, obviously," Ye Chuan said, giving her a quick glance.
"Told you!" Lan Xiaoke smirked triumphantly.
Lilith, however, completely ignored her. After finishing her soup, she conjured a handkerchief to wipe away nonexistent droplets from her lips before speaking in a measured tone,
"The soup was satisfactory. This one is pleased."
With that, Lilith dissolved into a violet light and vanished into the jade pendant hanging from Ye Chuan’s chest, seemingly retreating to rest.
"Ye Chuan… she’s always with you?" Bai Qianshuang blinked in surprise. Had that pendant always housed someone?
"Pretty much. She usually stays inside to recover her strength," Ye Chuan explained.
"Oh…" Bai Qianshuang murmured, then lowered her voice. "Doesn’t that mean she… knows everything?"
But she didn’t elaborate. Instead, she quietly finished her meal and began clearing the dishes.
"I’ll help!" Lan Xiaoke eagerly joined her in washing the dishes.
Watching the two busy themselves in the kitchen, Ye Chuan took a shower and retreated to his room to relax. He scrolled through his phone, had a long video call with Luo Xi, watched some sports, and before he knew it, midnight arrived—the reset time for all his items.
"Time to harvest." Ye Chuan collected all the produce from his medicinal garden and gathered the rewards from his tenant sunflowers.
"Qianshuang’s reward is a cultivation manual… Lilith’s is a magic potion… Huh? Why is Xiaoke’s reward underwear… Ke Ning’s is…"
"Wait—?" Ye Chuan noticed Ke Ning had dropped another peculiar little item for him.
He pulled out a thin, translucent coat from his inventory.
[Item: The Emperor’s New Clothes
When worn, the defensive power of this garment scales with the user’s belief in its effectiveness.]
"A belief-based item?" Ye Chuan examined the odd trinket before slipping it on.
Almost instantly, the coat melted away, becoming invisible on his body.
"The power of belief…" Ye Chuan mused. "How do I convince myself this thing is actually strong?"
Deep down, he couldn’t shake the thought that this cling-wrap-like material was anything but durable.
"Let’s test it." He drew his sword and lightly dragged the blade across his wrist.
Splat—blood sprayed out.
"Nope, not working." He casually cast a healing spell, and the wound sealed instantly.
No noticeable boost in defense.
"Wait, I have an idea." Ye Chuan walked over to the full-length mirror in his room, suppressed his chaotic energy, and stared at his reflection. Raising a hand, he muttered,
"Hypnosis."
Within seconds, his eyelids drooped—he had entered a hypnotic state.
"The cling-wrap on your body is indestructible. The cling-wrap on your body is indestructible."
A few moments later, the trance broke. Now, with the mental suggestion firmly in place, Ye Chuan truly believed the invisible film on his body was the ultimate defensive gear.
He drew his sword again and slashed at his wrist.
This time, only a faint white mark remained.
His conviction had made the weapon harmless.
A new notification appeared in his skill status:
[The Emperor’s New Clothes (Active): Defense +50%]
"Another tiny upgrade today." Satisfied with his exploit, Ye Chuan grinned.
But now, he felt restless.
He wanted to spar with the little dragon girl.
After reviewing his gains—items and tens of thousands in income—he decided it was time to head to the Aiser Continent.
"Though the Tianxuan Continent is accessible now too…"
"Hmm…" Ye Chuan wasn’t in a hurry for Tianxuan. The Aiser Continent still had the vengeful princess’s scheme, not to mention those humanoid monsters he needed to hunt. His responsibilities weighed heavier there.
"Let’s go." Just as he was about to activate the Aiser Continent portal, a knock came at his door.
"Who is it?"
"Meee~"
Recognizing the voice, Ye Chuan called out, "Come in."
The door creaked open, and Lan Xiaoke’s head popped in. "Ye Chuan, you’re still awake."
"Cultivators don’t need much sleep," he said, but then noticed the pillow clutched in her arms. "What’s that for?"
"I’ll warm up your bed for you," Lan Xiaoke giggled, her cheeks flushing.
Seeing no objection, she shuffled in with small steps, plopped onto the bed with a soft "hup," and set her pillow down.
Then, she lay flat. "Good night~"
Normally, lying down wouldn’t accentuate certain features, but absolute measurements defied logic.
As Lan Xiaoke lay still with her eyes closed, Ye Chuan set aside his plans for the Aiser Continent.
He poked her cheek. She opened her eyes, blinking but otherwise unmoving.
Ye Chuan then pulled out the succubus outfit from his inventory.
"Xiaoke, wanna try this on?"
"Me?" Lan Xiaoke eyed the bunny girl-like attire, particularly the skimpy bra cups, and whispered, "Did… you prepare this for me?"
"Not exactly," Ye Chuan admitted. It was a quest reward, not something he’d planned.
"Since you brought me back to life… I’ll wear it." She took the outfit, but before she could change, the clothes dissolved into streams of light, wrapping around her.
"Eh?"
When the glow faded, Lan Xiaoke now bore the appearance of a succubus—complete with a swaying tail and glowing violet markings on her abdomen.
"Looks good on you," Ye Chuan remarked, but then noticed Lan Xiaoke had fallen silent.
Hm?
He looked down and saw Lan Xiaoke's face flushed red, her eyes sparkling as if little hearts were dancing in them. "Ha~"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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."
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?!
