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The familiar ceiling. Ye Chuan lay on his bed, silently glancing at the scenery outside the window.
His body still ached from the pain of being pulled out of the Aether Continent. It seemed like it had been a long time since he last experienced the feeling of being beaten to death.
Hiss.
That little girl really packed a punch when she slashed.
His defense was already so high, yet he was still instantly killed.
But there was nothing he could do. The level suppression was right there, and Ye Chuan's original stats weren't that outstanding anymore.
Demon King... tenant... Ye Chuan rolled over on the bed and scratched his back.
This Demon King is like a block of wood and can't even communicate. How am I supposed to take her in?
Seriously, how do you make a Tier 9 permanently invincible being into a tenant?
That is just not right, is it?
Ye Chuan didn't even have time to summon Lilith before he was chased and slashed by the Demon King.
Getting slashed was one thing, but fighting back dealt absolutely no damage.
Turning on Intangibility was useless too; it was just a waste of time anyway.
It was even more troublesome than when he first met the little dragonkin.
It was practically the PRO MAX version of the little dragonkin.
Since I died, I can only wait to revive.
Looking at the countdown for his next adventure, he knew he wouldn't be able to enter the Aether Continent again anytime soon.
Though for Ye Chuan, it was only a short period of time.
There is no other way, I will just have to keep paying to win. I am still too weak. I can't even fight a stat-check boss with broken mechanics across two major realms. But where am I supposed to find a Hero or obtain a Hero's power? Ye Chuan still knew too little about the Aether Continent.
He didn't have the power himself either.
Was it really too much to ask to fight across two major realms?
But who could blame him when that Demon King had permanent invincibility?
However, now that he was dead, he had no idea what was going on with the allied forces.
If the Demon King went back, they would most likely all be wiped out, right? With that kind of combat power...
Rely on the little dragonkin?
He might as well pray that Soren relies on his infinite revive tokens to just let the Demon King beat his physical body.
Then there is nothing I can do. I tried my best. Ye Chuan shrugged. But speaking of asking about the Hero's power, why not ask the magical Lilith?
As a witch, Lilith definitely knew the Aether Continent much better than he did. Although Ye Chuan had learned a lot through Miral's library, he certainly couldn't compare to that purple-haired loli.
Getting up, Ye Chuan left his room and went to Lilith's door. He knocked, Lilith, oi, Lilith, you are not dead, are you?
There was no response from behind the door, though the faint sound of turning pages could be heard. She was clearly selectively ignoring Ye Chuan's voice.
I am coming in then. Ye Chuan straightforwardly pushed the door open, only to find a barrier behind it. The barrier was like a thick fog, making it impossible to see what was inside.
But this thing had absolutely no effect on Ye Chuan, who possessed the Chaos Indestructible Body. He passed right through it. Looking up, he saw Lilith lying on the bed.
Lilith was wearing a simple nightgown, exuding a lazy aura. Her purple hair draped down to her hips, with a few strands scattered on either side.
What? I don't have anything for you right now. Lilith didn't even turn her head, clearly knowing the intruder was Ye Chuan.
She thought Ye Chuan had come to freeload off her again.
Ye Chuan sat directly on the edge of the bed, leaning in closer. Lilith, let me ask you something. Do you know about the Heroes of the Aether Continent?
Lilith's page-turning paused for a moment before she said, Heroes... why are you suddenly asking about this?
If Demon Kings exist on the Aether Continent, then there must be Heroes too, right? Ye Chuan said with a smile.
Where do you think I can find a Hero or obtain a Hero's power?
Lilith didn't understand why Ye Chuan was asking this. Her eyes stared at him for a few seconds before she replied, A Hero isn't something you can just find.
Every few hundred years on the Aether Continent, a Demon King is born among the demons. Just like in fairy tales, whether it is the human race, beastmen, elves, or other races, a Hero will similarly be born, Lilith explained.
So it is the Hero who defeats the Demon King? Ye Chuan asked.
Well... there are exceptions to everything. There was once a case on the Aether Continent where the Demon King and the Hero existed in the same person, Lilith said plainly.
During the Demon King Era, when the Hero and the Demon King appeared in the same person, that individual ruled the Aether Continent for a thousand years.
But there is no point in talking about this now.
The Demon King and the Hero were the same person? Ye Chuan had never heard of this before.
Quite interesting.
Yeah.
Doesn't that mean no one could hurt them? Although Ye Chuan didn't know the Hero's skills, the Demon King's were already broken enough. Wouldn't putting the two together make them completely invincible?
Who knows. Lilith didn't seem to want to discuss these matters. After casually waving her hand, she signaled for Ye Chuan to leave.
Having confirmed that Heroes did indeed exist, and seeing that he wouldn't get any more information, Ye Chuan left Lilith's room.
The current Lilith had entered a low-power mode.
It seemed that after getting used to that figure, she wouldn't deliberately waste soul power to restore her original busty witch image.
My head hurts. Ye Chuan stretched. When he walked into the living room, he found a white-haired girl hugging a pillow, fast asleep.
Wearing a simple long T-shirt, her fleshy thighs were curled up on the sofa, and a silly giggle would escape her lips from time to time.
Being a pet is pretty nice sometimes. You don't have to worry about so many things. Just as Ye Chuan was thinking this, Lan Xiaoke suddenly sat up, her face full of daze.
Roar! My pocket money!
My eight million lottery winnings!
After a while, Lan Xiaoke subconsciously wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, only then noticing Ye Chuan standing not far away. Ye Chuan, I think I won the lottery.
If money in dreams counts. As Ye Chuan spoke, he poked her cheek. If you spent the time you use slacking off on cultivation instead, I would definitely increase your pocket money.
I wish I were still a ghost, Lan Xiaoke muttered. Back then, I could walk through walls.
Then I could go to some mysterious farming spots to grab some loot.
And then get caught and electrocuted by the 749 Bureau, right?
It seemed she hadn't been electrocuted enough by Wang Yanran before, which was why Lan Xiaoke could still say such things.
Hmm, next time I hit her, I should add a bit of electricity. That way, whipping her will have more impact.
By the way, Ye Chuan, Bai Ling has been a bit weird lately.
Bai Ling?
Yeah.
Who was that again? Ye Chuan thought for a few seconds before remembering it was the name of the sword spirit who looked exactly like Bai Qianshuang. When Xiaoke mentioned it so suddenly, he almost didn't react in time.
What is wrong with Bai Ling?
It seems she has been stalking Sister Yeyue lately, and I don't know why, Lan Xiaoke said.
Stalking?
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."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
