Ye Chuan glanced at his status and was surprised to find that the time required to reach the late stage of Qi Refining had been reduced to just one day?
Free cultivation boost?
“Is this for real? Getting beaten up actually increases my strength?” Ye Chuan muttered in astonishment. It seemed the effects of the Indestructible Chaos Body were far more overpowering than he had imagined. Without hesitation, he chose to take another beating.
“Fellow cultivator, hit me again and help me break through!”
[You chose to spread your arms and continue taking hits. Endless fire-attribute spiritual energy was completely absorbed by your body. The cultivator witnessing this frowned tightly. “A mere Qi Refining practitioner of the unorthodox path has such an ability?” With that, he summoned his weapon—a blade-type magic treasure gleaming with cold light. The opponent’s Crystallization-stage strength effortlessly sliced your body in half.]
[You died.]
[Adventure concluded. Items retrievable: 2.]
“Couldn’t you have cast a few more spells?” Ye Chuan sighed regretfully as his phone screen turned gray.
Still, reaching the late stage of Qi Refining tomorrow was excellent news.
He checked his backpack, which contained a modest amount of spirit stones—just enough to feed the Money Tree.
But there was also… gold?
[Item: Gold Fragments
Gold, totaling 21.5 grams.]
Huh?
Holding it in his hand, Ye Chuan confirmed it was genuine gold before silently pulling out his phone to check today’s gold buyback price.
702 yuan per gram.
“Zero. 21.5 times 702 equals—”
“Fifteen thousand?!” Ye Chuan was slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected this trip to net him 15,000 yuan—all from a handful of gold fragments.
Seemed like he should squeeze in more adventures whenever possible. Not only could he grow stronger, but he could also make money.
Though the randomness was a bit too high—landing straight into a death trap was always a possibility. At the end of the day, it all came down to luck.
He still had some time left. Should he go for another round?
But Ye Chuan also noticed that each adventure left him mentally exhausted, as if he had truly crossed over and experienced it firsthand.
“Eek!!!!!!!!” Just as Ye Chuan was considering washing up before deciding, a sudden scream from outside made him freeze.
Huh?
Opening the door, he immediately spotted a white-haired girl trembling in the corner, while opposite her stood Bai Qianshuang, dressed in an ultra-short nightgown and wielding an immortal sword like a goddess of slaughter.
“Ye Chuan, be careful. There’s some unknown ghost here,” Bai Qianshuang said coolly upon seeing him.
“I—I told you I’m a tenant!!!” Lan Xiaoke zipped behind Ye Chuan in a flash, her voice quivering. “S-so scary… I’m gonna die!”
Bai Qianshuang’s voice remained icy. “Yet you couldn’t even say Ye Chuan’s name. Wraiths excel at deception.”
“I only met him yesterday! How was I supposed to know his name?!” Lan Xiaoke retorted before frantically shaking Ye Chuan’s arm. “Say something, will you?!”
Meeting Bai Qianshuang’s gaze, Ye Chuan explained, “Uh, Qianshuang, put the sword away. She’s not lying.”
“We saw you were still cultivating when we got back yesterday, so we didn’t disturb you.”
Hearing this, Bai Qianshuang silently observed Lan Xiaoke cowering behind Ye Chuan. Realizing her mistake, she slowly sheathed her sword. “My apologies.”
Lan Xiaoke immediately snapped, “I don’t accept your apology!”
“Shh, that’s enough. If she really wanted to kill you, a single flick of her aura would make you explode,” Ye Chuan remarked, crossing his arms and giving Lan Xiaoke a sidelong glance. “Instant annihilation.”
After experiencing the text adventures of the Tianxuan Continent, Ye Chuan could understand Bai Qianshuang’s cautious nature—those who weren’t careful simply didn’t last long.
“?!” Hearing she could be obliterated in an instant, Lan Xiaoke froze before suddenly forcing a smile at Bai Qianshuang. “Ahaha, just a misunderstanding~ No big deal, no big deal.”
Bai Qianshuang, who seemed to dislike ghostly entities, wordlessly walked over to the dining table.
“Hmph, what’s with the attitude? I’ll definitely surpass you someday,” Lan Xiaoke grumbled, flailing her arms dramatically beside Ye Chuan.
Ye Chuan gave her a quiet look. He had clearly warned her last night not to wander out of her room—after all, he hadn’t even mentioned her to Bai Qianshuang yet.
“Alright, why did you leave your room?” Ye Chuan asked Lan Xiaoke.
She blinked, guiltily poking her fingers together.
“I found out my phone number got deactivated, so I couldn’t register for any game accounts. I was waiting for you to wake up and ask, but then I heard noises outside and thought it was you…”
Ye Chuan now understood how the earlier incident had unfolded.
“Phone number, huh?” he said.
Lan Xiaoke nodded vigorously, her chin practically bobbing toward her backpack.
“I can help, but you’ll have to do something for me,” Ye Chuan said with a smile.
Lan Xiaoke paused, then floated back a few steps with sudden realization. “So we’ve finally reached this point? But I’m a ghost, you know. Ice-cold.”
“I just want you to get along with Qianshuang,” Ye Chuan clarified.
Bai Qianshuang lacked common sense in many areas, and since Lan Xiaoke didn’t need to go outside, she could be the perfect tutor for her.
“Get along?!” Lan Xiaoke shook her head vehemently. “No no no no, I wanna live a little longer.”
“If you agree, I might occasionally top up your games,” Ye Chuan offered.
After all, it’s your own dropped gold anyway.
The proposal seemed to hit Lan Xiaoke like a critical strike. She floated in place, wrestling with herself, before finally gritting her teeth. “Leave it to me!!”
……
During breakfast, Ye Chuan prepared simple steamed buns for Bai Qianshuang.
She nibbled delicately on a fist-sized char siu bao, her gaze lingering on Lan Xiaoke nearby.
After a moment of hesitation, she turned to Ye Chuan and said,
“If she stays here long, she’ll absorb your spiritual energy.”
Ye Chuan chuckled. “It’s fine.”
His spiritual energy automatically replenished daily. Supporting a little ghost was no issue—especially since Lan Xiaoke could drop both gold and items. She was practically a hidden gem.
“Oh, right. This is for you.” Ye Chuan took out a few spirit stones.
Bai Qianshuang seemed surprised at the sight of the familiar stones. “This…”
How did Ye Chuan get more spirit stones?
“You need these, right?” Ye Chuan smiled.
Bai Qianshuang’s strength hadn’t fully recovered yet, and there was still the possibility of her regaining memories and transforming into that so-called Empress. Best to raise her favorability now.
“I do, but what can I do for you in return?” Bai Qianshuang asked.
“Marry him, of course.”
The suggestion came from Lan Xiaoke, who was hovering nearby.
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."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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.”
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.
