Ye Chuan returned to the vicinity of his home very late, his entire body wrapped in shadows, pitch-black. Even though he had flown back on his sword, no one in the urban village could spot him in the dead of night.
"Sunshine, rainbow, little white horse, di-di-di-da~" Ye Chuan hummed the tune cheerfully, still cloaked in darkness, as he appeared at his doorstep.
After retracting the shadows, he felt that most of his spiritual energy had been depleted. He glanced at the time silently.
[11:59]
The moment the clock struck midnight, Ye Chuan immediately felt as if his condition had been refreshed—spiritual energy surged within him once more, endless and abundant.
"Nice, fully healed again," Ye Chuan nodded in satisfaction.
Upon entering the living room, the sound of a door opening came from nearby. Ye Chuan noticed a girl with waist-length hair stepping out slowly. She was still dressed in a simple black lace nightgown, her slender, pale legs shimmering as she walked.
When she saw Ye Chuan, she paused briefly before her expression shifted to surprise. "Early Foundation Establishment stage… How?"
Bai Qianshuang stared at Ye Chuan, her stunningly beautiful face filled with disbelief. Her eyes flickered with confusion. "What’s going on? Weren’t you just at the Qi Refining stage a few days ago?"
No one could break through an entire major realm in just a few days.
"Maybe I’m just talented?" Ye Chuan grinned. "Being around you must’ve pushed me straight into Foundation Establishment."
Unsurprisingly, Bai Qianshuang didn’t buy his explanation. But considering that everyone had their secrets, she simply shook her head and suppressed her doubts for now.
The restoration of her strength also put Bai Qianshuang in an excellent mood. She never expected that she could continue cultivating and improving her power in this place.
Just then, Lan Xiaoke poked her head out after hearing the conversation outside. Thanks to her unique ability to phase through walls, from Ye Chuan’s perspective, it looked like a disembodied head had suddenly appeared on the door.
"What are you guys talking about?"
"None of your business," Bai Qianshuang replied coldly.
"Wow! You’re seriously so mean! I didn’t even do anything to you!" Lan Xiaoke floated out indignantly, hands on her hips mid-air.
"Xiaoke is gonna get mad!"
"Hmm?" Bai Qianshuang merely glanced at her.
Lan Xiaoke suddenly remembered that her strength was nothing compared to Bai Qianshuang’s. Instantly shrinking back, she retreated into the wall. "You guys keep chatting, I won’t disturb~"
Watching Lan Xiaoke slip back into her room, Ye Chuan turned his attention back. "Xiaoke’s gonna be living here from now on. You two should get along—it’s not like you have any grudges."
Bai Qianshuang stiffened slightly before muttering, "I dislike ghosts."
"Why?"
After a few seconds of silence, Bai Qianshuang finally spoke. "My family was killed by malevolent spirits."
"Oh? So if a human killed your father, would you hate all humans?" Ye Chuan countered.
Bai Qianshuang shook her head.
"Exactly. There are good and bad people, just like there are good and bad ghosts," Ye Chuan said. "Lan Xiaoke might not be the brightest ghost, but she’s harmless at worst."
"Who said I’m dumb?!" Lan Xiaoke’s head popped out again.
"Plus, Lan Xiaoke died from choking on food, so there’s really no need to be so cold toward her," Ye Chuan added with a chuckle.
Choking… on food?
Bai Qianshuang clearly hadn’t expected such an absurd cause of death. She looked at Lan Xiaoke with mild astonishment. "Such a foolish way to die?"
Ye Chuan shrugged. "Hence, dumb ghost."
Lan Xiaoke, still peeking from the door: "..."
You two, calling me dumb right to my face? Rude much?
"I’ve been too stubborn," Bai Qianshuang seemed to realize something. Her gaze softened as she looked at Lan Xiaoke again. "My apologies, Miss Lan."
Lan Xiaoke was stunned for a second—Bai Qianshuang actually apologized to her?
The next moment, she immediately puffed up with pride. "Hmph! The magnanimous shall not hold grudges against the petty!"
"Hmm?" Bai Qianshuang raised an eyebrow.
Lan Xiaoke instantly ducked back into the room.
What a coward. Absolute coward.
Ye Chuan shook his head at the scene. Still, with this start, the two should be able to get along soon enough.
Setting Lan Xiaoke aside, Ye Chuan noticed Bai Qianshuang still standing stiffly. He gestured casually.
"Qianshuang, come sit."
"Mm."
Bai Qianshuang sat properly on the sofa, her demeanor as cool and detached as ever, her beautiful eyes calm and unreadable. Seeing her so indifferent, Ye Chuan suddenly grinned.
"Feel like going out for some barbecue?"
"Barbecue…" At the mention of food, Bai Qianshuang’s throat moved slightly, and even her usually flat hair seemed to perk up.
After all, the last time they visited the snack street, the flavors had left an unforgettable impression on her.
Pure, unadulterated… food science.
"But it’ll cost you money," Bai Qianshuang said. She still didn’t fully understand how people earned income in this world, though she had occasionally stumbled upon live streams where viewers tipped the streamers.
Was that how people made money here?
"It’s fine. Didn’t you swear to stay by my side forever? If I don’t treat you well, who will?" Ye Chuan took her stiff hand gently, his voice warm.
"Don’t break your oath, okay?"
After all, you’re my golden goose—both in money and resources. What would I do without you?
He really didn’t want to end up chasing Bai Qianshuang’s flying sword someday, screaming—
"Qianshuang, how am I supposed to live without you?!"
Bai Qianshuang’s fair cheeks flushed faintly as Ye Chuan held her hand. She quickly pulled away. "I—I made a heavenly oath. Of course I won’t leave."
She added solemnly, "Or else, my soul shall scatter."
Hearing her assurance, Ye Chuan’s smile deepened.
"Um… when we go out," Bai Qianshuang tugged at the hem of her skirt, suddenly speaking in a small voice, "can I have a cup of milk tea?"
"As many as you want."
"Then… I’ll go change." Bai Qianshuang stood up immediately. A few seconds later, however, she noticed Ye Chuan following her into the room. Her expression remained blank as she asked,
"Ye Chuan, what are you doing?"
"Helping you pick out a nice outfit for going out," Ye Chuan said innocently. "Some clothes are tricky to wear alone."
Bai Qianshuang: "..."
"Unnecessary."
The next second, the sword by her side trembled faintly under her aura.
"Alright, fine. I’ll wait outside."
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
