"I never expected he could go this far... Just who is he? Impossible..."
Amidst the shattered ruins, the sound of shifting rubble echoed as the monstrous school principal struggled to his feet, his crimson flesh still dissolving. From what he had witnessed, it all felt like a battle between gods—something surreal and dreamlike.
The nightmare looming over them seemed to have vanished.
"Kekeke... If they've left this world, doesn’t that mean I can rule it now?" The principal secretly sighed in relief, a surge of excitement rising in his heart. At the thought, his blood-red eyes gleamed uncontrollably.
Still, it’d be wiser to find a corner to hide in for now.
Lay low and avoid the storm.
"Pfft!" Before the monstrous principal could finish gloating, another sword thrust out from the rubble, piercing straight up from his rear.
"Wha—what?!"
"Go now!"
Two figures dashed forward, and in a single exchange, the principal’s head was severed.
"......" The principal’s fading vision settled on the two girls before him as the sky above dulled. "Cheap... shot..."
Without his sister’s enhancements, the principal was already weakened, powerless to resist.
With a final resentful cry, his body began to dissolve.
"Yay!" Tian Xiaotian and Zhang Ya high-fived, as if a heavy weight had been lifted.
At the same time, a window appeared before them.
[C: Survive 7 days ×
B: Survive 7 days and uncover the truth ×
A: Kill five monsters, uncover the truth, and survive 7 days ×
S: Defeat the final boss, the Heart-Corrupting Principal √
SS: ?
SSS: ?]
[Final boss Heart-Corrupting Principal defeated. Cleared [Silent Whisper Academy]. Rating: S]
[All rewards have been distributed. Return portal activated.]
[Your physical abilities have significantly improved. Automatically promoted to Advanced Player.]
"An S-rank rating! An S-rank clear on an S-rank difficulty dungeon—we’ve hit the jackpot, Xiaotian!" Zhang Ya still couldn’t check her inventory, but based on experience, the rewards had to be substantial.
"Definitely." Tian Xiaotian nodded, glancing toward Ye Chuan in the distance. He didn’t seem to notice them.
"I want to say goodbye to the big shot," she told Zhang Ya.
"We’ve got enough time before the portal closes. I’ll go with you," Zhang Ya said. After all, if not for Ye Chuan, both of them would’ve been goners.
"Mm!"
Tian Xiaotian and Zhang Ya jogged over to Ye Chuan. When they arrived, he and his sister were holding hands, gazing at the sunset in the distance. He turned and noticed the two—
"Oh, you’re not dead?" Ye Chuan remarked.
Tian Xiaotian, Zhang Ya: "......"
"Big shot, if I died, who’d give you the gold bars?" Tian Xiaotian muttered under her breath, her gaze tinged with a hint of resentment, like a scorned woman.
"I’m not short on money right now. Next time, bring something else," Ye Chuan said.
"Like rare items."
He could trade them for points.
"Got it." Tian Xiaotian pointed at the distant portal. "Big shot, I’m heading back now."
"Alright." Ye Chuan smiled.
"Will we meet again?" Tian Xiaotian asked, her voice tinged with reluctance.
In this cold, eerie world, only Ye Chuan had ever given her such overwhelming safety and warmth.
"I think there’s a chance." Ye Chuan figured that every time he got his hands on a "Key of the Bizarre," he’d run into Tian Xiaotian. Maybe next time would be no different.
"Okay..." His words seemed to settle her heart. "It’s a promise, then. We’ll meet again. I’ll make sure to stay alive."
"Keep it up." Ye Chuan patted her shoulder.
As if remembering something, he casually pulled out a cultivation manual from his inventory and tossed it to her. "Here, take this. Might come in handy."
"This is...?"
Ye Chuan gave a thumbs-up. "A way to get stronger."
"Huh?" Tian Xiaotian had just witnessed Ye Chuan’s godlike techniques—swords raining from the sky like special effects from a TV drama. Could she really become that strong too?
"Isn’t this... really valuable, big shot...?" Her eyes began to redden.
Having grown accustomed to the cruelty of human nature in that world, this familiar warmth shattered her emotional defenses in an instant.
"Don’t worry about it. Even though I only have one copy, you can repay me properly next time we meet." Ye Chuan spoke gently.
Then he swallowed back the words, [This is just the most basic manual], and added, "Just gather more good stuff for me."
"Got it!" Tian Xiaotian clutched the "Azure Cloud Manual" tightly and nodded.
Beside her, Zhang Ya watched with longing eyes. But since she wasn’t close to Ye Chuan—and after seeing him summon heavenly lightning like an actual deity—she didn’t dare speak up.
"You want one too?" Ye Chuan noticed and asked.
"Ehehe..." Zhang Ya scratched her head awkwardly.
"Here." Ye Chuan pulled out another low-tier manual and handed it to her. "Work hard to survive. You can repay me later."
"Wha—?" Zhang Ya was stunned to receive one too and accepted it excitedly.
Tian Xiaotian watched silently...
So she wasn’t the only special one?
No... The big shot must’ve given her the best one. Zhang Ya’s was clearly inferior—something called the "Frostflame Art."
"Big shot, I... I’m leaving now?"
"Mm."
"See you next time."
"Next time."
Tian Xiaotian kept glancing back every few steps before finally stepping into the portal with Zhang Ya, their figures fading away.
"......" Ye Chuan turned back, only to find his sister staring at him.
"What’s up?"
"Brother, are you close with them?"
"Not really. Just met a few times," Ye Chuan said.
"Brother only needs me." She intertwined her fingers with his and smiled sweetly. "Brother, I won’t leave you like they did."
Ye Chuan reached out with his other hand and ruffled her hair. She happily nuzzled into his palm.
"Speaking of which... your name."
"What’s brother’s name?"
"Ye Chuan."
"Then give me a name too."
"Me?"
"Mm!"
Ye Chuan thought for a moment. "How about... Ultraman?"
"That’s a weird name. But if brother likes it..."
"Ahem, just kidding. Let’s go with Ye Yue." He caught sight of the lingering crescent moon in the sky and smiled.
"Okay." His sister seemed pleased to share his surname.
[New Tenant Discovered: Ye Yue
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[Quality: S]
[Unique Ability (Peerless)—
Cognitive Corruption: Inflicts unlimited simultaneous debuffs (poison, paralysis, terror, hypnosis, exhaustion, slowness, hemorrhage, confusion, dizziness, armor break, silence, weakness, corrosion, blindness...) with no immunity. Effects last permanently. Upon death, target becomes her thrall, capable of infinite replication.]
Pollution Rebirth: Unlimited regeneration, granting hyper-healing abilities. Any subordinate or entity causing cognitive pollution can serve as a vessel for resurrection after death.
Devour Evolution: Consume any target to acquire all of their abilities.
Ye Chuan: "..."
I can't take this anymore.

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!"

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?!

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!

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.”