The moment Qiu Ya pressed the button, Ye Chuan immediately heard the sound of something crawling. He looked up and discovered that the monster from before had actually returned.
"Gurgle, gurgle... Aunt... hungry..."
The faceless monster, resembling a heap of gore and flesh, slithered in front of Qiu Ya. It glanced at Ye Chuan first. "Kin... gurgle..."
Finally, it extended a tentacle.
"Conductor," Qiu Ya spoke up just then. "Excuse me, when will we arrive at the next station?"
"Gurgle, gurgle..." The monster made an indistinct noise.
"Almost there? I see." Qiu Ya nodded repeatedly.
Clearly, in her eyes, the monster before them looked like a normal conductor. But in Ye Chuan's vision, this slimy thing seemed like it constantly wanted to devour Qiu Ya.
"..."
After a while, the monster squirmed away. Qiu Ya, however, looked delighted.
"Oh my, this train actually has a conductor! I thought there wasn't anyone on board. But that makes sense; if there were absolutely no people, who would be driving..."
Qiu Ya muttered to herself beside him.
Ye Chuan glanced at her and suddenly asked, "Did you ask the conductor about your phone having no signal?"
"Ah, I forgot! I wanted to call my parents to tell them I'm safe." Qiu Ya looked annoyed with herself, but didn't dwell on it. Instead, she propped her chin on her hand and gazed at the scenery outside.
Ye Chuan felt it was a bit strange, but he didn't say anything.
Time passed bit by bit. The monster came by a few times, muttering some gibberish before leaving.
"Kin... eat..." At one point, it even handed a lump of meat paste to Ye Chuan. Seeing the glue-like substance covering his hand, Ye Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth and silently threw it away.
"Ah, little brother, why throw away such a delicious burger?" In Qiu Ya's eyes, however, the object seemed to be something completely different.
The speeding death train seemed devoid of other passengers until Ye Chuan spotted a dark passage in the distance through the window—a tunnel lined with dense rows of teeth. The moment the train passed through, the surroundings dimmed once again.
"There are quite a few tunnels on this route, little brother."
"Little brother, are you still there?"
"..."
A tunnel?
So that means—
When the surroundings brightened again, Ye Chuan observed his environment. Sure enough, there was an extra person.
This time, it was a kind-looking old lady sitting quietly.
"Huh? Where did that old lady suddenly come from? Did she come from the next car?" Qiu Ya whispered to Ye Chuan. "This train seems a little strange."
You're only realizing the train is strange now?
Ye Chuan didn't even know where to begin roasting her logic. Seeing the girl's airheaded expression, he didn't respond and instead observed the old lady.
"Ah... so small... what a pity." When the old lady noticed Ye Chuan, she paused for a moment, then shook her head.
What a pity?
Ye Chuan was confused.
What did that mean?
Nothing much happened in the time that followed. Even as time passed, the world outside the window remained unchanged.
Perhaps bored by the train ride, Qiu Ya asked curiously, "By the way, little brother, what's your name?"
"Wang Batian."
"Wow."
"Little brother, where do you live?"
"..." Hearing Qiu Ya muttering beside him, Ye Chuan simply glanced at her. "You tell me where you live first."
"Okay! If I tell you, you have to tell me, deal?"
"I'll consider it."
"Acting like a little adult." Qiu Ya pouted. However, just as she prepared to say where she lived, her expression froze. She narrowed her eyes, seemingly thinking very hard.
"What is it?"
"It's so weird. Why can't I seem to remember anything?" Qiu Ya hugged her arms.
"Don't remember?"
Qiu Ya tried hard to recall where she lived, but she found that she couldn't remember her address, her parents' faces, or even the location of her school.
"What's happening? Do I have amnesia?!"
Seeing her panicked state, Ye Chuan offered a few casual words of comfort. At that moment, he felt a gaze upon him—
He turned back to see the white-haired old lady passenger. She was wearing a faint smile.
Ye Chuan: "..."
Just then, a sound came from the carriage. The monster appeared once again. "Gur... squish..."
It walked up to Ye Chuan and Qiu Ya, paused briefly, and then moved to the old lady's side.
Seeing this, Ye Chuan frowned.
Is this monster planning to eat the old woman?
However, the outcome exceeded Ye Chuan's expectations. The old woman said something with a smile, and the monster gurgled a few times before slowly squirming away.
"Did the conductor say something?" Ye Chuan asked Qiu Ya.
"The conductor asked the old lady if she wanted a blanket, in case she was cold."
"That's it?"
"Yes."
Ye Chuan felt increasingly bewildered.
At that moment, the train entered a tunnel again. When the light returned, he found a pair of men and women had appeared in his carriage.
The man had dyed yellow hair and wore a leather vest; he was currently unconscious. The woman was dressed in decent clothes and flashy jewelry.
More people appeared.
Ye Chuan watched silently.
Soon, the man and the woman woke up.
"This is... huh?" After waking up, the man seemed to sense something was odd. Why was he on a train?
"Where is this? I want to go home." The woman stood up excitedly immediately upon waking.
"I'm warning you! Behave yourself!" The yellow-haired man grabbed the woman's wrist.
The sudden argument caused a stir in the previously calm carriage. The red and black blood that had been dripping on the floor began to pool toward the man and the woman.
"Squish... squish..." From the adjacent carriage, the monster squirmed over.
Ye Chuan frowned but did not intervene.
"Squish... sacrifice... soul..." The monster's body began to split open, and it suddenly bit onto the woman's body!
"Ah!!!!!"
The monster devoured the woman bit by bit. However, this scene was only visible to Ye Chuan. In the eyes of Qiu Ya and the others, the conductor had simply reached out and held the woman's arm.
"No noise allowed on the train!"
"Squish... gurgle..."

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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.”

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

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."