"Alright, you'll be staying here from now on, right across from Little Ke." After breakfast, Ye Chuan pushed open a door to reveal a decently furnished room—though his house didn’t look particularly large from the outside, the interior space could expand infinitely as needed.
The catch? You had to splurge on the renovation system.
Ye Yue curiously examined the room’s layout, her crimson eyes flickering briefly before she clung to Ye Chuan’s arm, her voice dripping with sweetness.
"I want to share a room with you, Brother."
"No."
"Fine." Ye Yue obediently withdrew her hands and lightly stepped into her own room.
With Ye Yue’s arrival, the complete tenant information appeared.
[New Tenant: Ye Yue has successfully moved in]
[Tenant: Ye Yue
Strength: None
Status: Normal
Daily Income: None, but high chance of obtaining ???-type items
Daily Points Earned: 999
…]
Ye Yue’s Current Affection: 9999 (Affection affects system rewards, task interactions, and behavior toward you)
Ye Yue’s Current Trust: 9999 (Trust affects the character’s loyalty; too low may result in departure)
[Due to the tenant’s affection, you have gained a special bond ability]
[Cognitive Corruption: Inflicts unlimited simultaneous debuffs on any target—poison, paralysis, fear, hypnosis, exhaustion, sluggishness, bleeding, confusion, dizziness, armor break, silence, weakness, corrosion, blindness… Unavoidable and permanent.]
Ye Chuan was stunned.
Huh?
After Ye Yue moved in, he’d somehow synced with her Cognitive Corruption ability?
"Seems pretty overpowered," Ye Chuan mused, rubbing his chin.
Plus, while Ye Yue didn’t provide money, she gave the highest points.
Debuff the enemy first, then stack buffs on himself.
Weaken them, strengthen himself.
"Time to soar." Ye Chuan opened his skill list. With Ye Yue’s Cognitive Corruption, his combat power had clearly leveled up.
"Brother, I don’t have any clothes to change into," Ye Yue said, stepping out again.
"No problem. There are plenty of girls here—I’ll ask them to lend you some," Ye Chuan replied with a smile.
"No." Ye Yue immediately shook her head, hugging Ye Chuan’s waist and whining, "I want your clothes, okay? Please?"
"Brother~" Her voice was sugary sweet.
His clothes?
“Well… I guess that’s fine,” Ye Chuan said, unable to resist her acting cute. He fetched some of his own clothes. “But will these even fit you?”
"This one." Ye Yue took his T-shirt and hugged it tightly.
"Alright then."
Ye Chuan didn’t forget to customize Ye Yue’s room decor. After paying, all he had to do was wait a bit.
While Ye Yue settled in, Ye Chuan returned to his own room.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, he exhaled slowly before calling out, "Granny Lilith?"
The jade pendant gave no response.
"Guess she bit the dust after running out of power?" Ye Chuan sighed. "Lilith, I’ll burn some incense for you. Thanks for the help."
"I’m not dead."
A violet light coalesced in front of him, forming Lilith’s figure.
Her eyes were full of disdain. "It was just a clone running out of energy, and you’re already writing me off?"
"Ahaha, just kidding," Ye Chuan said, knowing full well the strand of hair had been a clone.
He then asked about Ye Yue.
"Her power belongs to an Outer God," Lilith said, twirling a lock of her hair as she gazed out the window.
"Bringing an Outer God’s power back… I can’t say if it’s good or bad."
Originally, Lilith had planned to dissolve it with the Root, but Ye Chuan had charged in and dragged Ye Yue back instead.
"It’s not a bad thing," Ye Chuan said with a grin.
"…" Lilith looked at him with exasperation. "Outer Gods… aren’t something you can control just with family bonds."
But she didn’t elaborate further, instead holding out her pale hand. "Soul essence."
"Huh?"
"Soul essence," Lilith repeated flatly. "You said you entered that world to collect soul energy for me."
"Uh…" Ye Chuan scratched his cheek. "That world didn’t seem to have many spirits…"
Lilith’s eyes turned into dots, a clear sign she was furious.
After wasting one of her clones, gaining nothing, and even suffering soul damage, anger was inevitable.
Seeing Lilith puff up her cheeks, Ye Chuan leaned closer. "Don’t worry, Lilith. I’ll get you soul essence. It’s not like that world’s the only place with it."
"Liar." Lilith turned her head away.
Then she kicked Ye Chuan lightly and dissolved into a violet streak, retreating into the jade pendant. No matter how much he called, she refused to come out.
"She’s mad." Ye Chuan pulled out his phone and opened the points store, checking if there was a "Key of the Bizarre" to access a soul essence farming dungeon.
"Hmm…"
"Why is it always useless junk?"
"Must be because Lan Xiaoke’s too weak."
Meanwhile, Lan Xiaoke, curled up in her room gaming, suddenly shivered and sneezed. "Huh? I’ve got a bad feeling about this."
The next second, her door slammed open as Ye Chuan’s voice boomed, "Little Ke! Have you broken through yet?!"
"I-I just reached Crystal Tier yesterday?!" Lan Xiaoke blinked in confusion.
"Not good enough. Can’t you hit Golden Core now?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow.
"Impossible!!"
"Come on, I’ll train you." Ye Chuan scooped her up by the waist and marched out, her unbound Xuezi bouncing with each step.
"Ah—! I-I’m not ready yet! Nooo!" Still clutching her mouse, Lan Xiaoke stared longingly at her monitor as Ye Chuan dragged her outside.
Just then, Ye Chuan’s phone rang.
He glanced at it—a message from Wang Yanran.
Wang Yanran: Urgent situation. Ye Chuan, can you talk?
Ye Chuan set Lan Xiaoke down, and she immediately wriggled back to her computer like a caterpillar.
"What’s up?" Ye Chuan called Wang Yanran, who picked up instantly.
"Last night, some strange rifts appeared. They seem accessible. Want to check them out?" Wang Yanran said.
Rifts you could just walk into?
"Sure, come pick me up," Ye Chuan said after a pause. "Wait, you’re not already outside, are you?"
"Ah, no," Wang Yanran chuckled.
"Good."
Ding-dong. The doorbell rang.
Ye Chuan: "…"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
