It was supposed to take a month, but in reality, it only took half that time to recover.
One morning, Ye Chuan woke up to an unusually heavy weight on his shoulders. When he opened his eyes, he found that Bai Qianshuang and the others had returned to their original forms.
And because their bodies had reverted, their pajamas had been torn apart by the sudden change, leaving Ye Chuan with an unexpectedly breathtaking view.
"......" Finally, they were back.
Ye Chuan reached out to check Luo Xi's pulse, then Lan Xiaoke's and Bai Qianshuang's. Feeling the familiar rhythm, he let out a sigh of relief.
This was it.
The past days had been nothing short of torture.
"Wuwu?" Lan Xiaoke was the first to wake up. Rubbing her eyes and stretching, she nearly bumped into Ye Chuan’s face—then, upon seeing him, she immediately clung to him, cooing,
"Cuddle me back to sleep~ Ye Chuan~"
But a few seconds later, she seemed to notice something and tilted her head. "Hmm?"
Only then did Lan Xiaoke realize she had returned to her original form.
"We’re back!"
Hearing Lan Xiaoke’s voice, the other girls slowly opened their sleepy eyes. When they saw their restored appearances, they froze for a moment before their faces flushed bright red.
After all, their pajamas were in tatters, leaving them practically exposed.
"Chuan-Chuan, get out already," Luo Xi muttered, pushing Ye Chuan away with a red face.
"It’s not like I haven’t seen it before," Ye Chuan said, though he did glance at Ke Ning and the others.
"Fine, I’ll go."
After giving them time to get dressed, Ye Chuan stepped out of the room—only to find Lilith leaning against the doorframe, looking lazily amused.
"Awake now?" Lilith greeted when she saw him.
"......" Ye Chuan opened his mouth to say something but ultimately held back. "Your magic finally wore off. Wasn’t it supposed to last a month?"
"Wasn’t it half a month?" Lilith tilted her head, feigning thought. "A month?"
"You said a month last time!"
"Oh~ Then I must’ve remembered wrong." She waved her fingers playfully. "Close enough."
"You… could’ve undone it from the start, couldn’t you?!" Ye Chuan narrowed his eyes.
"Hehe, who knows?" Lilith smirked mischievously. "Wasn’t it fun, though? You seemed to enjoy it."
Ye Chuan didn’t bother arguing. Sure, he’d tried, but being squeezed to the point of pain wasn’t exactly pleasant.
"Alright, now hand over the hair."
"Hair?"
"Your clone." Ye Chuan hadn’t forgotten about his revenge against the Qingyun Sect. He’d collected all those spirit essences for this very purpose.
Besides, during this time, he had finally gathered enough mission points to take Bai Qianshuang back to the Tianxuan Continent.
"So little faith in your own strength?" Lilith teased.
"......"
The Qingyun Sect had cultivators at the Dao Comprehension realm and above. While Ye Chuan was confident in his ability to fight above his level, he wasn’t sure just how far he could push it. If he wanted revenge, he needed to end it in one strike.
"I’ve already given you a reward," Lilith said, referring to the [Root Magic] she had taught him earlier.
"Not enough," Ye Chuan replied.
"Such a greedy little thing." Lilith crossed her arms, her playful demeanor a stark contrast to her previous self.
Before, she would’ve yanked his ear and scolded him. Now, she just lounged lazily. "If you want it~"
She reached into her cleavage and pulled out a glowing orb, floating it before Ye Chuan. "This can summon my clone—far stronger than a mere strand of hair. It should be enough to save your life in a pinch."
Ye Chuan eyed the faintly milky-scented orb before pocketing it.
This was more like it.
"Do you still need spirit essences?" he asked.
"Of course. The more, the better. I haven’t fully recovered my strength yet," Lilith admitted.
"Got it."
After Lilith returned to her room, Ye Chuan began preparing for the journey back to the Tianxuan Continent with Bai Qianshuang.
During her time in a smaller form, Bai Qianshuang had spent less time cultivating and more time acting like a clingy child.
Yet, even so, her innate Dao Body, combined with the relentless effects of the Spirit Gathering Array, had propelled her to the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm.
Her growth speed was nothing short of monstrous.
With an innate Dao Body, there were no bottlenecks—just pure absorption of spiritual energy until she broke through.
After all, it was a peerless constitution, nearly on par with Ye Chuan’s own.
A short while later, Bai Qianshuang and the others emerged.
Now back to her original form, Bai Qianshuang was much quieter. Dressed in a simple white dress, she seemed ready to retreat to her room to resume cultivation.
"Qianshuang," Ye Chuan called out to her.
"......" She paused mid-step and turned around.
Perhaps recalling how much she had clung to him during her smaller state, she avoided his gaze, her ears tinged pink.
"I need to talk to you. Got a minute?"
"What about?"
"In private. Just the two of us."
At that, Bai Qianshuang stiffened for a second before murmuring, "Come in."
Inside her immaculately clean room, Bai Qianshuang sat on the edge of her bed, waiting.
Her fingers clutched the fabric of her dress so tightly she didn’t even notice.
Head bowed, she refused to meet Ye Chuan’s eyes.
"Qianshuang, I think it’s about time we took the next step," Ye Chuan said, sitting beside her and placing a hand over hers, giving it a gentle pat.
Bai Qianshuang didn’t speak, only nodding silently. "......"
"You’ve been looking forward to this too, haven’t you?" Ye Chuan smiled.
Her ears turned even redder, the flush spreading down her neck. At the word "looking forward," she nodded again, burying her face deeper.
"Then get ready. Tonight, we’re going back to the Tianxuan Continent."
At the word "tonight," she trembled slightly—but then, hearing "Tianxuan Continent," she froze. Slowly, she lifted her head, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief.
Back… to the Tianxuan Continent?
"The Tianxuan Continent?" she whispered.
"Yeah. What else?" Ye Chuan blinked. "You nodded like you knew."
"I thought…" Bai Qianshuang cut herself off before straightening. "You were serious about going back?"
"Of course. Didn’t I promise to help you storm the Qingyun Sect?" Ye Chuan grinned. "Let’s turn the whole place upside down!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.”
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
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."
