In the end, Ye Chuan still hadn't settled on a suitable name.
For now, he just called it the Ten Thousand Worlds Apartment.
Over the next half month, Ye Chuan completely let go of the trivial matters of the Profound Sky Continent. He holed up in the newly renovated Ten Thousand Worlds Apartment, living a rare, leisurely life.
The apartment was always bustling with noise and excitement; there was never a dull moment.
The soft and squishy Zi Ning'er became the darling of the apartment. The little girl had a poor memory, and her cultivation base was only stuck at the Qi Condensation realm, but she was exceptionally well-behaved and sensible, following behind Ye Chuan every day.
Zi Ning'er was close to everyone, except for Bai Qianshuang. It was hard to say if it was because Bai Qianshuang had killed her before, triggering an instinctive avoidance behavior.
Or perhaps Bai Qianshuang's cold and aloof face simply made her seem unapproachable.
It was just a minor blood feud, after all.
However, as the days passed, because everyone was so friendly, the little girl's originally timid personality gradually became more cheerful.
She would even tear open snack bags with Lan Xiaoke, or crouch next to Hu Li to carefully pet her fluffy fox tail.
Lan Xiaoke gained quite a few playmates, but the frequency of her teaming up with Ye Chuan in games remained very high. It wasn't to achieve anything specific; she was simply addicted.
Luo Xi, Tian Xiaogua, and a few others spent more of their time on cultivation.
Under the critical boost of the Spirit Gathering Array at home, almost everyone leveled up at an exceptionally fast rate.
During this time, Ye Chuan was happy to take it easy. Every day, he would either fool around with the group or take the whole large family out on trips, thoroughly exploring all the surrounding cities.
...
"I'm back~"
At dusk, Luo Xi bought fresh ingredients and ducked into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"Let me help you." Seeing Luo Xi about to cook, Bai Qianshuang washed her hands and walked into the kitchen to lend a hand.
"Actually, I can handle it alone, it's fine," Luo Xi said. After all, she was used to cooking for everyone by herself.
Sometimes it felt more efficient to do it alone, because having someone else help might actually disrupt her rhythm.
Bai Qianshuang stood by the sink, picking the vegetables in her hands. Her gaze inadvertently fell on Luo Xi's face, and for some unknown reason, she froze for a few seconds.
The scenes from the illusion surfaced in her mind without warning.
The agonizing pain of the icy spirit sword piercing her chest, Luo Xi's cold, emotionless eyes, and those icy words she hadn't quite caught.
It was clearly just an illusion, but the suffocating feeling of impending death and the severe pain in her chest felt so real, as if it had happened only yesterday.
The vegetables in Bai Qianshuang's hands dropped into the sink, making a soft sound.
"Qianshuang, just leave it there." Luo Xi turned her head, seemingly not noticing Bai Qianshuang's unusual state.
However, very quickly, Luo Xi also noticed Bai Qianshuang's pale face and couldn't help but step closer. "Huh... are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so pale?"
The familiar voice pulled Bai Qianshuang back from her thoughts. Looking at the genuine concern in Luo Xi's eyes, the panic in her heart grew even stronger.
Bending over to pick up the vegetables in the sink, Bai Qianshuang shook her head. Her delicate face showed no expression as she said, "I zoned out."
Luo Xi said, "In that case, I'll take care of it. Go rest in the living room, I'll call you when dinner is ready."
"No need, I'm fine."
Bai Qianshuang replied, but that bizarre sense of familiarity grew increasingly intense.
In the illusion, Luo Xi's face and eyes felt as if she had seen them countless times before, as if they were carved deep into her soul.
This feeling was too strange, so strange that it made her panic.
Bai Qianshuang knew that Luo Xi was lively, kind, cute, and even took great care of her.
But that sword strike in the illusion was like a thorn pierced into the bottom of her heart, impossible to pull out or erase.
"Qianshuang?" Luo Xi called out to her again. Seeing her distracted state, the worry in her eyes deepened.
"What exactly is wrong? You've been acting weird since just now. Did Chuan Chuan bully you?"
"No," Bai Qianshuang said, but she avoided Luo Xi's gaze.
Luo Xi reached out to touch Bai Qianshuang's forehead, but the latter subconsciously dodged it.
Hmm?
Luo Xi was stunned for a moment, but didn't press further, saying softly: "If something is on your mind, don't keep it bottled up. Whether you tell Ye Chuan or me, it's fine."
Bai Qianshuang gave a soft murmur of agreement.
...
A few more days passed peacefully.
Night, nighttime.
Ye Chuan sat on the edge of the bed. Bai Qianshuang and the others had just finished playing games and fallen asleep, and after midnight, he pulled out his phone and opened his Tenant System.
It was time for an adventure.
The main and side quests of the Profound Sky Continent were basically cleared.
Ye Chuan's gaze fell on the continent of Aether.
He was already at the Heavenly Immortal realm anyway. What level was this in the Profound Sky Continent?
Invincible!
In the continent of Aether, it was hard to say.
After all, there was a gimmick monster here; that Demon King was not something a human could deal with.
Ye Chuan had magic immunity and was impervious to all spells, while the Demon King could only be harmed by the Hero.
When he saw that guy back then, Ye Chuan couldn't help but shout—
Holy crap, he's using hacks.
Thinking about it now, Ye Chuan still felt a bit frustrated.
However, he now had the cultivation base of the Heavenly Immortal realm.
An Immortal!
What kind of concept was that?
He had already attained the Dao and become an immortal; was he really going to be slaughtered by a lowly Demon King?
And there were those uncompleted world quests, the worlds he hadn't fully figured out... He might as well take this opportunity to clear them all at once.
After all, he still hadn't bought the Succubus Brothel.
The Succubus Brothel wouldn't have gone out of business this time he went in, right?
Ye Chuan sat cross-legged in thought, his eyes falling on Lan Xiaoke, who was wearing a succubus outfit on the bed. If the Succubus Brothel really went bankrupt, he would only have Lan Xiaoke as his sole succubus.
Forget it.
"I happen to be free, so I might as well take a stroll in the continent of Aether. Worst case scenario, if I run into the Demon King, I'll just teleport away." Ye Chuan smiled, lightly tapping the screen with his fingertip to open the detailed information of the continent of Aether.
Continent of Aether, launch!
...
...
An unfamiliar ceiling.
Ye Chuan originally wanted to say that out loud, but the moment he truly set foot on the soil of the continent of Aether again, he noticed something was wrong.
The world seemed to be covered in a filter, gray and murky everywhere, radiating an indescribable sense of ruin.
"This..." Stepping on the blackened earth, Ye Chuan subconsciously looked up, only to notice that the sky had still turned purple.
There was no sun and no moon. That faint purple glow barely illuminated this land.
The completely different appearance of the continent of Aether forced Ye Chuan to take a moment to process the information.
"Hmm... what's going on? Is there a problem with my spawn point?" With a flash of his figure, Ye Chuan appeared in midair.
Looking down at the land below, Ye Chuan frowned.
He then directly released his divine sense, intending to completely envelop the entire continent of Aether.

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?"

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."

'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.