Before Ye Chuan could open the door, he saw a figure already standing there, having turned the knob.
"Hello there," Ye Yue greeted, now dressed in Ye Chuan's oversized T-shirt, swinging her slender legs with a smile. "Are you here to see my brother?"
"I’m here for Ye Chuan. You’re… his sister?" Wang Yanran was momentarily taken aback by the unfamiliar face but quickly introduced herself. "My name is Wang Yanran."
"Brother always has so many pretty girls around him. Are you his girlfriend?" Ye Yue grinned.
"No, I’m just his secretary…" For some reason, the cheerful girl in front of her gave Wang Yanran an inexplicable sense of pressure, even though she seemed nothing more than a harmless, friendly girl.
Was she just too tired?
Why did she feel like this sweet-looking girl harbored hostility?
"Oh, so you’re the secretary! Please, come in. I’ll make you some tea." Ye Yue took Wang Yanran’s hand, sweetly calling her "sister" before ushering her inside.
Hearing such a sugary tone, Wang Yanran felt flattered and even guilty for having mistaken such an adorable girl for a threat.
How could she possibly be dangerous?
Once Wang Yanran was seated in the living room, Ye Chuan emerged—carrying Lan Xiaoke under one arm. The white-haired girl dangled limply, looking utterly defeated.
"Wahhh, I’m gonna report you for exploiting me~ I’ve already reached the Crystal Realm~"
"Uh… what’s up with Xiaoke?"
"Don’t mind her. I’m just training her a bit," Ye Chuan said.
Lan Xiaoke, the ultimate shut-in, perked up when she noticed Wang Yanran. "Hehe, Miss Wang, do you wanna eat some oh-renji?"
"Huh? Oranges?" Wang Yanran was puzzled. "Sure."
"I’ll go buy some for you~ You two chat first!" Lan Xiaoke wriggled free and bounced out the door.
Ye Chuan watched her leave before turning back to Wang Yanran. "That special rift you mentioned—is it still there?"
"Yes. Many super-warriors have already gone in to explore, and they’ve found a lot of rare materials."
Monster remains had always been useful for crafting equipment, but now, with these new resources, both technology and gear were advancing rapidly.
"I see." Ye Chuan thought it might be worth checking out—plus, he could test the effects of cognitive contamination.
"Brother, can I come too?" Ye Yue, sitting beside him, asked.
"You want to tag along?"
"Yeah!" Seeing his hesitation, she immediately clung to his arm and pouted. "I promise I’ll behave, brother~"
Wang Yanran smiled. "Ye Chuan, your sister is adorable. Don’t worry, the area’s safe. I can protect her."
She assumed his hesitation stemmed from concern for Ye Yue’s safety.
But what Ye Chuan was really worried about was whether Ye Yue might cause destruction if let loose—his house was like a containment facility, with every tenant possessing terrifying abilities. One wrong move outside, and chaos could ensue.
"Alright, let’s go take a look."
With that, Ye Chuan decided to bring his sister along. As for Lan Xiaoke? She’d already scurried off to hide somewhere, waiting for him to leave so she could sneak back home and game.
So young, yet wasting her potential holed up in a room, grinding away at virtual battles.
Not like him.
Through sheer effort, willpower, and the help of his system, he’d clawed his way up step by step to reach his current strength. The bittersweet journey was something only he truly understood.
Wang Yanran had a car ready. Once Ye Chuan and Ye Yue got in, they set off. Perhaps because this world wasn’t too different from Ye Yue’s, she adapted faster than any of his other tenants.
"Brother, what happened here?" Ye Yue noticed the damaged buildings and construction crews patching things up.
"Rifts," Ye Chuan said.
"Rifts?"
"Yeah. Monsters emerge from them, attacking people and destroying cities. That’s why everything looks like this."
"So this is how brother’s world is…"
"No, the rifts only appeared recently. Everyone’s still researching this supernatural phenomenon."
Wang Yanran found their conversation odd.
Rifts had appeared worldwide, and news coverage never stopped. How could his sister seem completely unaware?
"Ye Yue grew up in an overseas academy, completely cut off from the outside. Coincidentally, no rifts appeared there," Ye Chuan explained.
"I see." Wang Yanran didn’t dwell on it. She didn’t care about Ye Yue’s background—she was just Ye Chuan’s cute, harmless little sister.
If Wang Yanran knew Ye Yue had devoured an entire world’s worth of living beings, her brain would short-circuit.
The car reached the outskirts of the city, where a towering purple rift, about ten meters high, came into view. People were constantly entering and exiting.
"That’s it?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Yes. It’s stable—unlike previous ones, this one isn’t dangerous," Wang Yanran said. "On the other side is a forest."
She added, "But the edges of the forest fade into a strange white void. Anything that goes in—detectors, equipment—never comes back. So we haven’t dared to explore further."
"No monsters?"
"None. Just unique plants and rare elemental ores."
"Hm."
Ye Chuan wasn’t interested. He could travel between worlds himself.
"Any rifts with monsters?"
"There are, but they’re farther away."
"I’ll fly you there."
"Ah? On that flying boat again?" Wang Yanran found it fast but a bit too flashy.
Last time they took it to the beach, it caused quite a stir online.
"No need. With just the three of us, I can carry you directly."
"Alright…"
After parking, they got out.
Ye Chuan levitated slightly and extended his hands. "Each of you, take one side. I’ll fly us over."
Seeing him reach for Wang Yanran, Ye Yue suddenly stepped between them with a smile. "Sister Yanran, why don’t I take you instead? Carrying two people would be too tiring for brother."
"I… don’t mind either way…"
The next moment, a pair of massive crimson wings unfurled behind Ye Yue—woven from writhing tendrils, with eerie eyes blinking open across their surface.
Wang Yanran, however, didn’t react with shock. She simply nodded. "Okay."

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."

or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

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.”