After Ye Chuan ascended beyond the Immortal Emperor realm, every function of the Myriad Realms Landlord app was finally unlocked. Among them was the ability to repair destroyed timelines.
This task was far more delicate than sealing the Outer Gods. Every world had its own timeline and laws, and the slightest deviation could create entirely new problems.
Ye Chuan spent a full year following the traces left throughout the myriad realms, repairing them one by one and reconnecting the timelines destroyed by the Outer Gods to their proper places.
Sunlight returned to the Aether Continent. The six witches awakened from the moment before the final battle, and when they saw Lilith, they all froze where they stood.
Lilith stood before the familiar long table. After a long silence, she folded her arms and gave a soft snort.
“We’re back.”
The New Era was rekindled in the river of time as well. Three suns shone over the city, and civilization’s machinery, which had been dormant for countless years, began operating once more.
Ke Ning stood in the familiar laboratory, staring at the researchers who had reappeared on the screen. For the first time, she forgot to record the data before her.
The worlds that had been destroyed were gradually restored, and those who had once been trapped between the myriad realms finally had the chance to return home.
Ye Chuan opened every world passage and told everyone that they were free to choose whether to stay or return to their original lives.
Of course, he also released everyone from the World-Suppressing Banner.
Their sentence of forced labor was over. A general amnesty had been declared.
That day, the doors of the apartment opened one after another.
Some people ran toward long-lost family members in tears. Others lingered before their doors for a long time, only to decide in the end to remain at the Myriad Realms Apartments.
Tian Xiaotian stood before the passage leading to the real world, unable to take that final step.
She had lived in the Horror World for decades, experienced countless instances, and dreamed countless times of returning to an ordinary life with her family.
Yet when the familiar hallway truly appeared beyond the door, she was afraid it might be another illusion created specifically to torment her.
“Boss.”
Tian Xiaotian turned to Ye Chuan, her voice trembling despite her efforts to steady it.
“Can I really go home this time?”
“Yes.”
“What about the time difference?”
“Only one night has passed at home.”
Tian Xiaotian froze.
She pressed her lips tightly together, but her eyes quickly reddened. Then she stepped through the passage and found herself standing before the familiar door of her home.
Footsteps sounded from inside.
A woman whose hair had not yet turned gray opened the door. The moment she saw her daughter, who had vanished for one night, she angrily smacked her on the arm.
“Where have you been? You didn’t even answer your phone! Do you have any idea how worried we were all night?”
Tian Xiaotian stared blankly at her mother. All the strength she had built up over the decades vanished in an instant, and she reached out to embrace her tightly.
“Mom…”
“What’s wrong?”
“I missed you so much.”
Though puzzled, the woman gently patted her daughter’s back and led her into the warm, brightly lit home.
Before the world passage closed, Tian Xiaotian glanced back at Ye Chuan. Her eyes held both gratitude and the relief of finally being able to rest.
“Boss, goodbye.”
“Goodbye.”
Kalisia also returned to her father. The Storm Duke held his long-lost daughter and cried for a long time. The very next day, he began asking when she would return to the apartment for her studies.
Angelina saw the dawn of her homeland once more. Ye Yue also found the world where she had once lived, yet she still chose to remain by her brother’s side.
There were fewer people in the Myriad Realms Apartments.
But every door could be opened at any time. Leaving no longer meant being separated forever.
Everyone could always come back.
Ye Chuan stood in the middle of the living room, looking at the adventure world that had lit up again on his phone. He couldn’t help smiling.
Tenants, huh…
They always leave eventually, but they always come back.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
