Wang Yanran didn’t seem the least bit surprised by Ye Yue’s pair of crimson wings—in fact, she appeared almost accustomed to them.
“Did you distort reality again?” Ye Chuan glanced at his younger sister, suspecting she had altered perceptions.
“Not this time,” Ye Yue blinked innocently, because she genuinely hadn’t.
Really hadn’t.
And Wang Yanran was clearly already used to it.
After all, staying by Ye Chuan’s side—a man who defied all logic—meant she’d seen everything short of ghosts.
Wait, no, she’d seen ghosts too. So, maybe just deities were left?
Hold on, had she seen deities as well?
At this point, the young heiress was completely numb to it all. If Ye Chuan could casually pull a spaceship out of thin air, what was so strange about a little girl sprouting wings?
“Let’s go, then.”
Both Ye Chuan and Ye Yue moved at blinding speed, scooping up Wang Yanran as they flew in the direction she indicated.
Technically, Wang Yanran was strong enough to manage short bursts of flight herself, but she hadn’t learned sword-riding techniques and couldn’t levitate purely through raw power like Ye Chuan.
From afar, Ye Chuan and Ye Yue spotted the new purple rift, surrounded by a sea of monsters.
Not only that, but numerous super martial artists were already hunting the creatures. When the trio landed—despite having flown in—no one batted an eye.
“This time, it’s…” Ye Yue noticed Ye Chuan’s gaze and gave a small, obedient nod, her ash-white hair swaying slightly.
“Not bad,” Ye Chuan ruffled her hair. If this was the effect of altered perceptions, staying low-key wasn’t a bad thing.
Though messing with common sense…
“Kinda feels like an overpowered ability, doesn’t it?” Ye Chuan muttered. Pity he hadn’t inherited it—all he got was a lousy cognitive pollution power.
“This is the place. Initial surveys suggest the other side is a plain teeming with more monsters,” Wang Yanran explained, adding that the rift was too new for thorough exploration.
“Why not seal it?” Ye Chuan asked.
“No. Right now, super martial artists rely on the Super Martial Alliance for currency and resources—whether through auctions or material buybacks. Letting guilds and independents explore the rifts reduces the Alliance’s losses,” Wang Yanran replied.
Cannon fodder?
Not necessarily a bad thing, but clearly, playing middleman worked in the Alliance’s favor.
“Even if the official Alliance regulates monster material trades, black markets are inevitable, right?” Ye Chuan pressed.
“Yes, but there’s no stopping that,” Wang Yanran conceded.
Ye Chuan didn’t care much. As long as Wang Yanran managed the Alliance and their company, he was happy to just collect the profits.
“There’s one more thing…” Wang Yanran hesitated.
“What?”
“Remember the ‘Liberators’ I mentioned before?”
“Rain?”
“No.” Seeing his blank look, she sighed and re-explained. “That cult believes the rifts are divine punishment, that monsters are envoys sent to purify the world.”
“Oh, right.” Ye Chuan vaguely recalled a Super Martial Alliance escort mentioning it once, and Wang Yanran had brought it up in passing.
But for a group so laughably insignificant, he didn’t get the concern. “And?”
“Their ranks are swelling. They’ve recruited powerful super martial artists, attacking lone fighters and abducting gifted children,” Wang Yanran said.
“How the hell does a clown show like that gain traction?” Ye Chuan arched a brow. “Alliance not cracking down?”
“We’ve raided a few hideouts, but they’re slippery,” Wang Yanran admitted sheepishly. The Alliance had the muscle, but chasing shadows was another matter.
“You want me to root them out?” Ye Chuan guessed.
“If you could find leads, yes.”
Ye Chuan exhaled. “I’d hate for something this trivial to need my attention.”
No overtime. Ever.
“…” Wang Yanran immediately bowed her head. “Sorry, Ye Chuan.”
“Don’t be. We’re friends.” If she was struggling, he’d help—he just didn’t want his time wasted on petty nuisances.
Pulling a vial from his spatial backpack, he tossed it to her.
[Item: Truth Serum
Effects: Forces complete honesty for 10 minutes after consumption.]
A trinket looted from Ke Ning. Ye Chuan had several, though at his current power level, mind-reading made it redundant.
“Use this on anyone you capture.”
“Got it.” After a quick inspection, she pocketed it.
“Now, business.” Ye Chuan’s focus shifted to the monsters. Just as he prepared to strike, a voice interrupted.
“Hey, you three! Super martial artists?”
Turning, he saw three men and a woman approaching in sleek gear.
“We’ve spotted a high-tier monster. Want to team up? We’ll cut you in on the rewards,” the leader offered, extending a hand.
“High-tier?” Under Ye Chuan’s spiritual scan, the strongest thing here was barely Foundation-level.
“Yeah. You made it this far, so you’re no rookies. Partners?”
“Pass.” Ye Chuan waved dismissively.
“We can sweeten the deal—” The man persisted, his gaze lingering on Wang Yanran.
“What’s special about this monster?” she asked.
“It’s not in the Alliance’s bestiary!” he blurted.
“Unrecorded?” That piqued her interest. She turned to Ye Chuan and Ye Yue. “Should we check it out?”
“Whatever.” Ye Chuan studied the man for a beat before smirking. “Lead the way.”
“Great!”
The group took a detour down a secluded path.
“An unrecorded monster…” Wang Yanran mused. “Think it’s because this rift’s unique?”
Ye Chuan chuckled. “Who knows?”
“Monsters are scary,” Ye Yue muttered.
After half an hour, just as Wang Yanran asked where the creature was, the leader spun around, drawing his weapon with a vicious grin.
“Miss Wang, fancy meeting you here.”
On cue, more figures emerged from the shadows, encircling the trio.
Ye Chuan and the others stared blankly.
Utterly unfazed.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
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."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
