"Xixi Chinayega?"
Kalisia blinked, looking as if someone had pressed the pause button on her.
Ye Chuan reached out and pinched her cheek. "What is wrong with that name? Did it step on your tail?"
The cheek felt pretty good to pinch.
Kalisia's face turned red and she took a step back. She should have been angry at Ye Chuan's intrusion, but perhaps because she rarely interacted with the opposite sex, especially one this handsome, she did not seem to feel angry at all.
"Cough, cough..."
"Xixi Chinayega is the name of an ancient, legendary grand magus!" Kalisia said.
"It is recorded in the oldest magical tomes of the Theocracy! In the ancient era, this legendary magus left behind countless magical inheritances and is an idol to all magi!"
"I have taken classes at the magic academy since I was a child, and the very first lesson was about the deeds of several legendary magi!"
"You actually share a name with that grand magus. Could the person who named you be an admirer of his?"
Ye Chuan, however, instantly fell silent.
An ancient legendary magus?
The Hill Empire seemed to be gone, and the fake name he had casually made up had become the name of an ancient legendary magus?
Did this mean he had not just re-entered the same world, but had jumped timelines?!
Could it be hundreds or even thousands of years later?
Then wouldn't his Hill Empire side quest, his Succubus Brothel mission, his little apprentice princess, and the little dragonkin all be gone?!
Ye Chuan's mood visibly worsened.
It was not because of the Succubus Brothel.
Ye Chuan was not that superficial of a person.
As a magic teacher, what Ye Chuan cared about naturally was his little blue-haired apprentice.
He had originally planned to come in, beat up the Demon King to avenge being one-shotted last time, and casually clear his unfinished side quests.
But he had directly jumped timelines. Did that mean all his previous progress was wasted?
"Your Excellency? What is wrong?" Kalisia asked cautiously, seeing his face suddenly darken. She thought she had said something wrong and upset him.
"It is nothing," Ye Chuan waved his hand, suppressing the messy thoughts in his head, and asked casually,
"So where did this current Demon King come from? What is her name? What does she look like? Just how strong is she?"
This was what he cared about the most right now. If the Demon King had already been replaced several times over, wouldn't that mean he took that hit last time for nothing?
He wouldn't even have anywhere to seek revenge.
Hearing this, Kalisia shook her head.
"I, I don't know the specifics either... I only know that this Demon King appeared ten years ago, and in her first year, she wiped out many countries."
"When she first emerged, the seventh-tier Sword Saint of the Golden Empire led the Royal Knights to encircle and annihilate her. In the end, he couldn't even take a single move from her; not even his soul remained."
"Even His Holiness the Pope of our Theocracy, a ninth-tier Sanctuary powerhouse, fought her with a holy hero relic, and only barely managed to escape with his life."
"Right now, we can only rely on the hero barrier of the Holy Mountain to defend to the death. We don't dare to launch an active attack at all."
After she finished speaking, she seemed a bit apologetic. "I am sorry, Your Excellency Xixi... I never liked studying history or continental politics since I was young, so I only know these superficial things."
"When we get back to the Storm Territory, my father will definitely know everything. He is a Duke, and also a Commander of the Theocracy. He knows everything clearly!"
Ye Chuan did not blame her.
After all, she was just a little girl.
For a second-tier little mage, and a pampered duke's daughter at that, knowing this much was already pretty good.
Kalisia secretly peeked up to observe Ye Chuan. Looking at his young and handsome profile, she was incredibly curious.
The man before her looked to be around twenty years old. He was good-looking, his strength was unfathomable, and he could even cast chantless magic effortlessly. Just what was his background?
She hesitated for a long time before finally unable to resist asking in a low voice:
"Um... Your Excellency Xixi, just what tier of magus are you? That chantless magic just now, many high-tier magi can't even do that."
What tier did he count as now?
Ye Chuan calculated in his heart.
His Heavenly Immortal realm cultivation, if converted to the tiers of this world, would be more than enough to be eleventh-tier.
Though he should probably be considered a transcendent tier, just like Lilith, right?
But the girl in front of him wouldn't believe it if he said it, so he casually made something up: "Just the sixth tier. I advanced not too long ago, nothing worth mentioning."
"Sixth tier?!" Kalisia's eyes instantly widened.
"How could a sixth-tier magus instantly cast healing magic without chanting? My father is a sixth-tier grand magus, and he absolutely cannot do such a thing!"
But she didn't dare to press further. After all, she still had to rely on Ye Chuan to leave this place.
Ye Chuan didn't bother arguing with her about his strength. He raised his eyes and swept a glance over the lifeless wasteland around them, then looked at the dark purple sky above, saying casually:
"Let's not waste time here. We will set off to find your dad first. The demonic aura in this wretched place is too heavy; staying here too long will make you feel uncomfortable."
"Mhm, mhm! Okay!" Kalisia immediately nodded vigorously. Just as she was about to ask which direction they were going, she felt her body lighten.
Ye Chuan directly scooped her up sideways with one arm. The little girl instantly froze, her cheeks flushing completely red, even the tips of her ears turning pink.
"Eh? W-What are you doing! Put me down! I-I can walk by myself!"
"Walking is too slow." Ye Chuan ignored her struggles. With a tap of his toes, he instantly soared into the air, flying at high speed close to the ground.
His speed was as fast as a bolt of lightning tearing across the wasteland. The charred dead trees and cracked riverbeds around them retreated rapidly, leaving only the whistling wind in her ears.
Kalisia screamed in fright, no longer caring about being shy. She subconsciously hugged Ye Chuan's neck tightly, burying her face in his chest, not even daring to open her eyes.
What was going on?!
Flight magic?
Was there a flight magic this fast?
Kalisia only felt that she had encountered countless bizarre things today. She was kidnapped, and finally saved by a handsome Prince Charming.
The wind howled past her ears. She could clearly feel the steady heartbeat of the man holding her, as well as the reassuring scent on his body. Her previously anxious heart miraculously settled down.
She secretly opened her eyes a crack and looked at Ye Chuan's sharp jawline and those calm eyes. Her cheeks grew even hotter, and she quickly buried her face back, her heart in a mess.
Even though she was only ten years old now, she could already be considered a slightly mature young lady. If she grew up for a few more years, she should be eligible for a marriage alliance, right?
Meanwhile, the Ye Chuan holding her had his mind completely off the little girl in his arms.
After all, he had many things to figure out. However, this little girl didn't know anything, so Ye Chuan still needed to find her father to learn more about the current state of the Aether Continent.
If his mission really couldn't be completed due to the different timeline, in a way, it could be considered a corrupted save file.

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.”

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

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."

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.”