Just as Ye Chuan had anticipated, the red-quality entity was indeed his younger sister herself—the ultimate final boss. Seeing her abilities, even Ye Chuan couldn’t help but mutter,
"What the hell, is this even fair?"
However, Ye Yue’s powers seemed to lean toward nurturing subordinates—monsters—while possessing a unique ability to continuously resurrect and regenerate. Her devouring evolution was also peculiar, allowing her to acquire all of her prey’s abilities.
Fortunately, this world was just an ordinary modern human society. If it were a world of magic or cultivation, her endless consumption would be downright terrifying.
Next, Ye Chuan checked his rewards from the instance world, only to find… nothing.
"……"
No rewards?
Ye Chuan double-checked, confirming that there was indeed nothing.
"Damn, this sucks."
Beside him, Ye Yue tilted her head slightly, puzzled by his frustrated scratching and muttering. "Hm?"
From the looks of it, the only "reward" he had was Ye Yue herself.
Well, that and breaking through a major realm, directly advancing to the late-stage of the Ethereal Spirit realm.
"Does that mean I’ve surpassed Bai Qianshuang’s level now?" Ye Chuan suddenly felt that the level-up reward wasn’t so bad after all. Combined with Ye Yue’s overpowered abilities, she was practically another S-tier tenant.
"Ah well, good enough." Ye Chuan exhaled slowly.
At least he’d reached the Ethereal Spirit realm—a sixth-tier power level. With some buffs stacked, he might even stand a chance against a dragonkin.
"Come on, let’s go home." Ye Chuan extended his hand.
Ye Yue placed her small hand in his palm, then clasped it tightly.
"Mm!"
The Academy of the Voiceless—logged out!
The moment Ye Chuan and his sister left, the world constructed around Ye Yue as its core completely collapsed.
Dissolving into nothingness.
For the Voiceless, only by speaking love aloud could the cycle be broken.
……
……
It was over.
When Ye Chuan opened his eyes in his own bed, he stared blankly at the ceiling and murmured to himself.
An overwhelming exhaustion washed over him, and he nearly passed out the moment his head hit the pillow, as if his consciousness had been forcibly shut off.
The night passed without incident.
When he opened his eyes again, Ye Chuan sat up and yawned. The sunlight outside was warm, and he instinctively reached across the bed, only to find Ye Yue missing.
"……" His mind was still foggy.
But the next second, hearing noises from the living room, he jolted awake and teleported straight there!
No bloody scene greeted him. Instead, Ye Yue was sitting obediently at the dining table, being fed by Bai Qianshuang and Lan Xiaoke, while Luo Xi bustled around the kitchen in an apron, preparing breakfast.
Ye Chuan’s sudden appearance startled everyone, but Ye Yue quickly broke into a smile. "Good morning, Brother~"
"Uh… morning?" Ye Chuan reflexively glanced at Lan Xiaoke and the others.
"What’s wrong, Ye Chuan? Why so jumpy?" Lan Xiaoke eyed him curiously before turning to Ye Yue. "Your brother’s acting weird today."
"True." Bai Qianshuang gave him a look. "Why are you staring at Ye Yue like that? Did something happen?"
"Chuan, Little Yue woke up earlier than you. Stop sleeping in so much," Luo Xi chided as she carried a plate out.
Hearing their familiar, affectionate tones toward Ye Yue, Ye Chuan froze—then realized the truth.
Had Ye Yue altered their memories?
"Ye Yue, was this you?" Ye Chuan immediately turned to her.
"Sorry, Brother… I was worried you’d have trouble explaining my existence, so I took matters into my own hands…" Ye Yue lowered her head, her voice laced with a pleading sweetness.
"Please forgive me?"
"Change it back," Ye Chuan said.
Ye Yue blinked in surprise.
"If we’re family now, using abilities like this isn’t right, is it?" Ye Chuan smiled. "We don’t need this. Be good."
Ye Yue fell silent for a few seconds before nodding obediently. "I’ll listen to you."
The next moment, Lan Xiaoke and the others gasped in unison. "Huh? Wha—? Since when was there someone else here?"
"Wait, what?" Lan Xiaoke studied Ye Yue with open curiosity. "Who’re you? A friend of Ye Chuan’s?"
"Hm?" Bai Qianshuang remained expressionless. She didn’t keep track of Ye Chuan’s social circle, so an extra person at home didn’t faze her.
Luo Xi, however, looked at Ye Chuan. "Chuan, she…"
Ye Yue stiffened, nervously clutching her skirt. "I…"
"She’s my long-lost younger sister," Ye Chuan said, patting her shoulder reassuringly. "Her name’s Ye Yue. She’ll be living with us from now on."
"I… I’m Ye Yue. Nice to meet you all." She avoided their eyes, certain the excuse sounded flimsy.
But their reactions stunned her.
"Ohhh, so you’re Ye Chuan’s sister? Cute!" Lan Xiaoke, though clueless about when Ye Yue had arrived, was delighted to have another person around.
"Ye Yue, do you play games?"
"I… know a little…"
"What do you usually play? Ever tried Triangle Porridge?"
"F-Foot Porridge? The games I play… you probably haven’t heard of them."
"No way! I know every game out there." Lan Xiaoke struck a pose, playing the expert. "Name one!"
"Um…" Ye Yue listed a title, and Lan Xiaoke blanked. Then another, and another—each met with the same confusion.
"Uh… okay, maybe I haven’t…" Lan Xiaoke scratched her head.
"Of course she hasn’t," Ye Chuan thought dryly. "They’re not even from this world."
Bai Qianshuang, though curious about Ye Chuan suddenly having a sister, simply introduced herself. "I’m Bai Qianshuang. Hello."
"Hello, Sister Qianshuang!" Ye Yue beamed. "What’s your relationship with my brother?"
"Relationship?" Bai Qianshuang hesitated. "Cultivation partners."
"Cultivation partners?" The term was unfamiliar to Ye Yue.
As for Luo Xi—the one who knew Ye Chuan best—she didn’t question the sudden addition to the family. She just set breakfast on the table.
"Ye Yue, you’re welcome to stay here as long as you like."
"Oh, and I’m Luo Xi. I’m Chuan’s… girlfriend." She even blushed a little.
"Wow, Brother’s girlfriend is so pretty!" Ye Yue’s eyes curved into crescents.
"Ah, stop…" Luo Xi giggled shyly.
The speed at which everyone accepted Ye Yue surprised even her.
"See? Everyone’s nice. I’ll set up a room for you—you can stay there from now on." Ye Chuan ruffled her hair.
From now on, she’d be his little sunflower, dutifully generating resources.
Yet for some reason, Ye Yue had tapped into a soft spot in Ye Chuan’s heart—the part reserved for family. Unconsciously, he found himself treating her with extra patience.
Somewhere deep down, he’d already accepted her as his real sister.
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."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.”
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
