After a while, Bai Qianshuang finally seemed to snap out of her trance. Her body hovered mid-air as if struck by sudden enlightenment. "…"
She immediately sat down to meditate, and the surrounding spiritual energy began pouring into her body in an unending stream.
Ye Chuan noticed her state and smirked. Could she be having another epiphany?
"No way… Is she really going to surpass me in cultivation again?" Ye Chuan crossed his arms, feeling a sense of unease. Given Bai Qianshuang’s unparalleled aptitude for breakthroughs, it wasn’t impossible.
The training room was safe, and the Spirit Gathering Array was functioning normally—
Ye Chuan reached out, initially intending to check Bai Qianshuang’s pulse, but ultimately withdrew his hand. "Alright, Qianshuang, you can cultivate here."
As he spoke, he adjusted the training room’s environment, transforming it into a breathtaking cliffside landscape—misty clouds drifting over towering peaks.
The scenery was beautiful, and so was the person.
Bai Qianshuang’s hair fluttered gently in the wind as multicolored spiritual energy continued flowing into her.
As a natural-born Dao Body, she could harness all elemental energies—much like Ye Chuan himself.
Pushing open the training room door, Ye Chuan stepped out.
"Done already, Chuan?"
"Brother."
Luo Xi and Ye Yue were clearly surprised by how quickly Ye Chuan had emerged.
Hadn’t…
it only been a short while?
"Yeah, Qianshuang couldn’t take it anymore—she collapsed almost instantly," Ye Chuan said with a laugh.
"…?"
Something about that statement felt oddly suggestive.
By evening, Ke Ning finally emerged from her room after holing up all day. Her hair was disheveled, and a floating Rubik’s cube hovered beside her.
She barely spared a glance at the new girl in the house, heading straight for the fridge to grab a bottle of cold milk.
"Gulp gulp gulp—" After downing it in one go, she leaned against the fridge and let out a long sigh. "Ahhh."
"Rare to see you come out just for milk," Ye Chuan remarked from the couch.
"Ran out of coffee. Get me some beans if you can," Ke Ning said.
"Don’t they have energy drinks in the future or something?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Caffeine and taurine are still the mainstream," Ke Ning replied lazily. "Though some people opt for body modifications to run on pure energy instead."
She paused, finally turning her gaze to Ye Yue. "Hmm… Did Lan Xiaoke lose weight?"
Adjusting her glasses, she added,
"It’s true that breast fat shrinks when you diet."
Ye Yue blinked in confusion.
"That’s Ye Yue, not Lan Xiaoke," Ye Chuan said, exasperated. "Do they even look alike?"
The two were nothing alike—unless you counted height. Even then, Lan Xiaoke had white hair, while Ye Yue’s was a pale gray.
"Mm…" Ke Ning tilted her head. "Really? Wait, what does Lan Xiaoke look like again?"
"Who’s callin’ me?" Lan Xiaoke popped her head out from around the corner.
"No one called you," Ye Chuan said, spotting her at last. "Come on, I’m taking you to train."
Lan Xiaoke had only come out to check if dinner was ready. At Ye Chuan’s words, she immediately waved her hands and grinned.
"Aiya, no need to be so formal! I’ll just head back now, won’t disturb ya—"
Before she could retreat, Ye Chuan grabbed her and tucked her under his arm like a caught chicken.
"Hmph. Trying to run?"
Lan Xiaoke hung limp, limbs dangling like a defeated hen.
"Save me, save me~"
Luo Xi, seeing her pitiful plea, flashed a bright smile and gave a thumbs-up. "Exercise is good for you, Xiaoke! I’m with Chuan on this one."
"Brother’s holding a girl like that…" Ye Yue, meanwhile, stared intently at the way Ye Chuan was carrying Lan Xiaoke.
She hadn’t even gotten that treatment yet.
"Wuu~"
"Enough whining. Break through to the Golden Core tonight, and I’ll reward you with a million."
"A million?! But I just hit Crystallization yesterday!"
After Ye Chuan’s brutal training session, Lan Xiaoke’s cultivation hadn’t advanced—instead, she lay sprawled on the ground like melted rubber, utterly spent.
"That’s enough for today." Though her cultivation hadn’t improved, her foundation had solidified.
Ye Chuan decided to make training Lan Xiaoke part of his daily routine.
Her strength directly affected the refresh rate of special items in the Otherworld—and the Otherworld was, in some way, connected to the great Lilith.
A treasure at home was like having an elder’s wisdom.
Ye Chuan deeply respected Lilith’s power—after all, even his Chaos Body couldn’t withstand her world-ending magic.
That night, after a few drinks, Luo Xi passed out drunk on the bed.
Meanwhile, Ye Chuan checked his phone as the clock struck midnight.
Rewards rolled in—money was whatever, but the real prizes were the updated items.
Today’s haul was the usual assortment of trinkets, but with Ye Yue’s icon added, he could now see her chibi avatar.
The tiny version of Ye Yue looked adorable, though for some reason, red tentacles swayed rhythmically around her.
"Huh?" Ye Chuan noticed Ye Yue’s activity log.
[Ye Yue is listening to sounds from brother’s room.]
[Ye Yue is peeking into brother’s room.]
[Ye Yue is watching you.]
[Ye Yue is watching you.]
…
Ye Chuan: "…?"
He blinked, instinctively scanning his surroundings—but nothing seemed amiss.
Extending his spiritual sense, he found Ye Yue lying innocently in bed.
Was the log glitched?
Narrowing his focus, he scrutinized the room more carefully—until his gaze landed on a mosquito clinging to the wall.
Tiny red threads coiled around the insect’s body, as if it had been parasitized.
"Ye Yue, wanna sleep together?"
The mosquito exploded, its remains coalescing into a mass of flesh that quickly reformed into Ye Yue’s figure.
She looked up at him with feigned innocence. "Brother~ You caught me?"
"Don’t do this," Ye Chuan said.
"I just want to be near you~" Ye Yue stared at her toes.
"Fine. Grab a pillow and come here."
"Okay!"
…
Ye Chuan had a headache dealing with this adopted monster of a sister. Still, at least she listened to him and didn’t act out.
Probably?
"Goodnight, brother." Ye Yue nestled against his arm and closed her eyes, looking every bit like a normal girl.
With a sigh, Ye Chuan picked up his phone again.
Whatever. Time to game.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
