The sky was just beginning to lighten at dawn.
Ye Chuan walked to the window and casually pushed it open.
"One day in the adventure world, one day in the real world." For a moment, Ye Chuan felt as though he was commuting to another world for work.
Maybe he should just stay logged in and spend a few extra days in the adventure world.
Or skip logging in for a few days and sweep up all the rewards instead.
"But no, for Qian Shuang's sake, I need to wipe out the Qingyun Sect sooner rather than later." Ye Chuan's gaze lingered on the daily quests.
To unlock the feature of bringing tenants into the adventure world, he had to dutifully complete his daily tasks.
"Doing dailies for a month will earn me a Tenant Companion Card."
[Daily Quest: Tianxuan Continent
Defeat a cultivator
Rewards: 50 Spirit Crystals, Soul-Restoring Grass]
"Not exactly scraps, but not particularly useful for me either." With a flash, Ye Chuan appeared on the street. Thanks to his concealed aura, his sudden appearance went entirely unnoticed.
"Hmm… might as well grab a bite first." His eyes scanned the breakfast stalls before settling on one billowing steam.
"What's this?"
"Lamb trotter soup, best eaten with soaked flatbread," the vendor replied.
"Alright, give me a bowl." Ye Chuan tossed a spirit stone to the vendor, who froze at the sight of it, nervously wiping his hands on his apron. "Ah, this is too much—I can't give you change."
"Don’t worry, just make it tasty." A spirit stone or two meant nothing to Ye Chuan—he routinely burned through them by the hundreds of thousands.
"Right away."
The vendor ended up serving him an extra-large portion.
Ye Chuan sipped the soup, pondering where to find a cultivator to beat up—no, to spar with.
After all, the daily quest had to be done.
This was a town of ordinary folk, so stumbling upon a proper cultivator wasn’t easy. But that wasn’t a problem for Ye Chuan.
With just a flicker of thought, his overwhelming divine sense enveloped the entire city.
"Hmm?" He detected a few cultivators, though all were weak—the strongest barely at the early Crystal Formation stage.
Pathetic.
After downing the soup in one go, Ye Chuan vanished.
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When he opened his eyes again, he was inside an inn room. He glanced around before settling his gaze on the group before him, offering them a friendly greeting.
"Yo."
"W-Who are you?!" The robed men and women, adorned with sect tokens, were clearly disciples from a legitimate sect. They stiffened at his sudden appearance.
"Oh? This venerable one is Qin Tianya of the Qingyun Sect. And who might you be?" Ye Chuan replied.
The cultivators were baffled.
Hold on—you barge into someone else’s room and then ask for their names?
How does that make sense?
But with no way to gauge Ye Chuan’s strength, they could only watch him warily.
The name "Qingyun Sect" rang faintly familiar, though none could place it—after all, the Eastern and Western Divine Continents were far apart, and even the prestigious upper-three sects of Donghua weren’t widely known here.
"This venerable one is tracking a demonic fugitive in this area…" Ye Chuan’s eyes locked onto one of the female disciples.
"You seem to carry a great terror within you. Step forward and spar with me."
The woman froze, her hand instinctively gripping her spirit sword. "Senior, this is inappropriate. There’s no demonic presence on me."
"If I say you have it, you have it." Ye Chuan lifted his gaze. "A big one."
"…"
"Senior, we are disciples of the Kuangsha Sect," one of the male disciples interjected with a deferential bow. "If you seek a sparring partner, this junior humbly offers himself."
Ye Chuan’s cultivation was undeniably superior, and avoiding conflict was the wisest move.
When the disciple volunteered, Ye Chuan didn’t hesitate. "Deal."
His immediate agreement left the man stunned.
Wait, weren’t you targeting the female disciple?
"Eh, a punchbag’s a punchbag."
The blunt remark made the disciple’s face twitch, his throat bobbing nervously.
Punchbag? That’s a bit much, isn’t it?
"Senior, here I come."
The disciple drew his spirit sword, channeling his qi. "Hah—Kuangsha Sword Art!"
The blade shimmered with flowing sand-like energy, revealing his Foundation Establishment cultivation. But Ye Chuan merely glanced at him before releasing a fraction of his aura.
"?!" The disciple felt as though a mountain had crushed him. His protective qi shattered instantly, and he dropped to one knee, coughing blood.
"Senior Brother?!"
"D-Don’t come closer!" His voice trembled with terror.
Just what level was this seemingly young man? Even his Crystal Formation-stage master didn’t have such an oppressive presence!
"Do you yield?" Ye Chuan asked.
"This junior yields." Too weak to resist, the disciple surrendered anxiously, utterly confused about Ye Chuan’s motives.
But the Tianxuan Continent was no stranger to eccentric experts—some even killed on whims.
"Good, then I win." Seeing the daily quest marked complete, Ye Chuan rubbed his chin and tossed the disciple a pill.
"Next time, I’ll spar with you again."
With that, he vanished as abruptly as he’d appeared.
A long silence followed before the disciple finally muttered, "Is he… gone?"
The others exchanged uncertain glances. "Seems like it?"
"Senior Brother, are you alright?" The female disciple rushed to his side, picking up the pill bottle. Her eyes widened. "This… this is a high-grade Spirit-Restoring Pill!"
"Spirit-Restoring Pill?" Such a pill was far from cheap. The disciple stared in disbelief.
In their sect, even earning enough contribution points for a pill of this quality would take ages. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him, it would restore his peak condition in no time.
This only deepened his confusion.
"Senior Brother, maybe he was just a… peculiar senior?"
"Don’t speculate." The disciple swallowed the pill and began recovering. "That senior’s strength likely surpasses even our elders."
After a pause, he added,
"Once I’ve healed, we’ll head to the Chen Trading House."
"Understood."
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.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
