After collecting the last batch of vegetables and seasonings, Ye Chuan nodded at Wang Yanran.
"Thanks for your hard work. You don't need to worry about the rest."
Before his voice even faded, his figure turned into a blur, teleporting and disappearing from where he stood.
Wang Yanran froze for a moment. "Um..."
What about me?
Ye Chuan, do you really have to run that fast?
"Forget it, I'll just go straight to the Alliance to handle my work," Wang Yanran sighed.
...
When he reappeared, Ye Chuan was already back in his living room at home.
Lan Xiaoke was sitting on the sofa with Bai Qianshuang and Luo Xi, watching TV. A plate of fruit sat in front of the three of them, and the atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable.
Seeing Ye Chuan return, Lan Xiaoke immediately waved her hand. "Ye Chuan! You're back!"
Bai Qianshuang and Luo Xi also looked up. Their complexions had recovered quite a bit, no longer as pale as before.
"Are you done with your business?" Bai Qianshuang asked softly, a hint of concern in her tone.
"Yeah, everything's taken care of."
Ye Chuan walked over and sat down, reaching out to feel their foreheads. Their temperatures were normal without any abnormalities. Then, he released some spiritual energy to carefully check their conditions.
"How are you guys feeling? Are you still dizzy or uncomfortable anywhere?"
Luo Xi shook her head. "I've been fine for a while now, Chuan Chuan. I even ate a lot of fruit with Qianshuang just now."
Bai Qianshuang also nodded in agreement. "I'm completely recovered, don't worry."
Seeing that their conditions were completely stable, Ye Chuan finally relaxed. He chatted with them for a bit, then reminded Lan Xiaoke to take good care of them.
"Leave it to me!" Lan Xiaoke patted her chest and accepted the mission.
"Mm."
Although he didn't quite trust Lan Xiaoke, Lilith and the others were still at home, so there shouldn't be any major problems.
Ye Chuan then returned to his room—
Whatever.
Aether Continent, launch!
...
When he opened his eyes, the sound of rhythmic footsteps and the crisp clinking of armor already reached his ears.
Ye Chuan was standing next to the marching column of the Miral army. Beneath his feet was a dusty road.
The trees on both sides retreated backwards. The formation of tens of thousands of soldiers was like a long dragon stretching for miles, marching steadily toward the central rendezvous point, Galen.
"Xi Xi!" Kaiaolen, riding a pitch-black earth dragon, turned back from the front of the troops. His crimson armor shimmered faintly in the sunlight.
"How are things with the supplies? Is it done? How do you plan to transport them here?"
He had been worrying about the rations and fodder the whole time, and asked about it the moment he saw Ye Chuan.
Ye Chuan unhurriedly walked up to the little dragonman, his tone relaxed.
"Relax, everything is taken care of. I guarantee your soldiers will eat and drink their fill."
"That's good." Although Kaiaolen didn't fully trust Ye Chuan as a person, he was quite confident in his ability to get things done.
"Then where are the supplies? Do we need to send soldiers to receive them? Transporting this much food is a massive undertaking."
"No need for all that trouble." Ye Chuan waved his hand, then changed the subject.
"But let me say this up front. The rations for this many soldiers, I prepared a week's worth. A flat rate of two thousand gold coins."
"Two thousand gold coins?" Kaiaolen froze for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly.
Based on the purchasing power of the Hill Empire, two thousand gold coins was no small sum. For a week's worth of rations, this price was indeed not cheap.
Torres, who was beside them, couldn't help but speak up. "Lord Xi Xi, isn't this a bit too expensive? We're going to Galen to rendezvous, and the supplies there are only..."
"Wartime is different from peacetime," Ye Chuan interrupted him, his tone flat.
"The supplies in Galen might be cheap, but can you guarantee there won't be any accidents on the way? Can you guarantee the supplies will be provided on time? I'm delivering the rations and fodder right to your doorstep, saving you all the transportation risks and troubles. This price is not excessive."
"Do you know how hard it was for me to gather all that food? I carried it all down myself, bag by bag, sack by sack!" Ye Chuan said with a look of deep distress.
"If anyone questions me, I'll fight them to the death."
Seeing Ye Chuan's act, Kaiaolen naturally didn't believe him. However, this was a critical period of their expedition, and food was of the utmost importance. If anything went wrong on the road, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Ye Chuan's supplies were available on call. Although a bit expensive, they offered safety and peace of mind. Compared to the victory or defeat of the war, these two thousand gold coins were indeed worth it.
That is, of course, if Ye Chuan could actually deliver.
He immediately nodded.
"Alright! We'll do as you say! Two thousand gold coins for a week's rations. As long as you can guarantee the supplies are sufficient and fresh, money is not an issue."
"Rest assured, the quality is absolutely guaranteed." Ye Chuan smiled. "As for where the supplies are, you'll find out when we make camp."
Although Kaiaolen was curious about how Ye Chuan was going to bring over such a massive amount of supplies, seeing that he was unwilling to say more, he didn't press the issue. He simply ordered the soldiers to speed up their march, aiming to reach the designated camping spot before dark.
The sun set in the west, and its afterglow dyed the sky a brilliant orange-red.
The army finally arrived at an open valley. The terrain here was flat and the water source was abundant, making it an excellent camping spot.
At Kaiaolen's command, the soldiers immediately sprang into action in an orderly manner. Pitching tents, digging trenches, and posting sentries, the entire camp soon began to take shape.
Once the camp was mostly settled, Kaiaolen immediately sought out Ye Chuan.
"Xi Xi, can you bring out the supplies now? The logistics team is already prepared and just waiting for the food to hit the pots."
"No problem." Ye Chuan nodded and followed Kaiaolen to the open space in the center of the camp.
At this time, many soldiers gathered around, looking at Ye Chuan curiously, wondering how on earth he was going to conjure up a massive amount of food.
Princess Irena also stood not far away, her eyes full of curiosity.
Ye Chuan didn't waste any words. He walked straight to the center of the clearing, reached out his hand, gave it a gentle wave, and muttered.
"Balala, God of Food, grant me power. Come forth."
The next second, a shocking scene unfolded—
On the previously empty ground, rows of neatly arranged woven bags of rice suddenly appeared out of thin air, piling up like a mountain.
Immediately after, neatly packaged chunks of fresh pork also appeared, stacked tidily to the side.
Finally, vegetables and various seasonings poured out continuously, soon piling up into several small hills.
The entire process took only a few short seconds. Two hundred tons of rice, fifty tons of pork, and a massive amount of vegetables and seasonings all appeared out of thin air before everyone's eyes. The fresh scent of pork and the faint fragrance of rice could even be smelled in the air.
"!!!" The entire area instantly fell into a dead silence. All the soldiers widened their eyes, their mouths hanging open wide enough to fit a fist, their faces written with expressions of sheer disbelief.
Kaiaolen was so shocked that he jumped down from his horse. He walked briskly to the pile of rice and reached out to touch the woven bags. The real tactile sensation told him that this was no illusion!
"Xi, Xi Xi! Your... magic... such powerful spatial storage magic?!"
Kaiaolen knew that Ye Chuan was skilled in spatial magic, but he only thought it meant the other party could run relatively fast.
However, the scene before him left him utterly astounded.
In the land of Aether, spatial magic was already incredibly rare, and advanced spatial storage magic was the stuff of legends. Being able to store even a small number of items was considered remarkable. So, for someone like Ye Chuan to store hundreds of tons of supplies at once and retrieve them in an instant completely shattered everyone's understanding of reality!
Princess Irena, on the other hand, had grown accustomed to Ye Chuan's myriad of miraculous abilities. Torres, however, stood frozen on the spot, muttering to himself,
"My Goddess... with an ability like this, why would we ever worry about food shortages!"
Ye Chuan, long accustomed to such reactions, simply clapped his hands and turned to Kaiaolen.
"All the supplies are here. Have your people take inventory. I guarantee the quantity is all there and the quality is top-notch."
"Money."

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.”

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."

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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