"Miss Han of the Gaodao family, greetings!"
Even after everything that had transpired, Chen Yi remained courteous, offering a warm greeting.
Han Qianxue looked utterly defeated. "I'm not fine. You, on the other hand, seem to be doing great."
Kidnapping someone in a sack, knocking them out with two solid punches, barging into their consciousness to do as you please, and then casually addressing them by their online alias...
Am I fine?
Fine my !
Chen Yi smiled amiably. "This is your consciousness space. Mind your language."
Han Qianxue glared at him, equal parts humiliated and furious. "Oh, so you do know this is my consciousness space? Tell me, is any of this polite? And who the hell are you anyway?"
Triggered by the keyword, Chen Yi promptly introduced himself. "I’m just your average transmigrator, currently serving as the group admin of the Transmigrators Mutual Aid Group #108, administrator of the Backend Information Processing Center, and part-time quality inspector for the Detection System."
These terms weren’t unfamiliar to Han Qianxue, a member of Group #1, as those with autonomous jurisdiction often interacted with these departments.
Yet, she was still stunned. "You’re saying… you’re also a transmigrator? And the admin of a newbie group?"
"Correct."
"And you’re the administrator of the Backend Information Processing Center?"
"Indeed."
"And the part-time quality inspector for the Detection System?"
"Is there a problem?"
"You’re full of it!" Han Qianxue couldn’t believe her ears. "Why don’t you just claim to be the owner of the entire chat group while you’re at it?"
Chen Yi replied modestly, "Not yet. But I could be in the future."
Han Qianxue: "......"
As much as she didn’t want to believe it, her intuition told her that this impossibly young figure in her consciousness space might be speaking the truth.
But how could that be?!
From what her own group admin had hinted, the creator of the chat group was said to be a supreme immortal from the Celestial Realm!
Both the Detection System and the Backend Information Processing Center were extensions of that being’s will. Even her own group admin, a high-ranking founding member, couldn’t interfere. How had this guy managed it?
And he even dared to boast about becoming the chat group’s owner?!
Do you even understand the weight of the title 'Supreme Immortal'?!
Wait… speaking of the Celestial Realm, wasn’t there a mission I was supposed to handle…
"Don’t bother thinking about it," Chen Yi reassured her. "Since you went missing, the Celestial Realm trial team has already selected replacements. It won’t affect the bigger picture."
The moment he realized the Green Cloud Continent was anything but ordinary, he’d already decided Han Qianxue wouldn’t be participating in any Celestial Realm trials.
After all, the other two members of the trial team came from utterly unremarkable worlds—ones even less notable than the current Purple Star Continent. There was no way anything there could pose a threat to them, and manipulating events without the chat group noticing would be near impossible.
In contrast, the Green Cloud Continent was of a higher tier. If an immortal met an unfortunate end there, it wouldn’t raise as many eyebrows.
The Detection System would accept the explanation without issue, Han Qianxue wouldn’t be suspected, and she might even receive condolences. A perfect two-for-one deal!
Han Qianxue: "......"
Did you forget this is my consciousness space?
You can read my thoughts easily, and I can catch fragments of your intentions too, you know?
Wait… you couldn’t possibly be unaware of that. You’re doing this on purpose!
After a long silence, she finally spoke, her voice eerily calm. "So… you want me to be a spy? A mole planted in Group #1?"
Chen Yi gave a slight nod. "In exchange, I can remove the restrictions of your will imprint. I believe you’ve already witnessed my methods."
Han Qianxue met his gaze steadily. "What makes you think you can stand against the Celestial powerhouse behind the chat group? I see no hope of victory in you."
"Besides, the chat group has been immensely kind to me. Its members are my dearest friends, my sworn siblings. You expect me to betray them? Do you really think that’s possible?"
"I’d rather die. Some things are worth more than life."
With that, her spirit form flopped onto the ground, surrendering to utter resignation.
If she couldn’t resist, then so be it. She was done.
"Heh…" Chen Yi chuckled softly. "Not bad. Your Dao heart is unshaken, unwavering against external pressure. It seems I really will have to control you. Surely someone as proud as you wouldn’t want to become a puppet?"
Han Qianxue’s spirit remained sprawled motionless, as serene as a corpse, tuning him out like background noise.
......
Tough nut to crack.
The old-timers in Group #1 were too deeply tied to the chat group, privy to its secrets. They wouldn’t easily board his shady ship.
Unlike Ye Wuchen, who treated the chat group as nothing more than a cheat tool and defected the moment he realized Chen Yi could offer better terms.
Faced with Han Qianxue’s stubbornness, Chen Yi sighed in resignation. "Fine, you win. What will it take for you to cooperate? Name your terms."
Direct control was the last resort—only to be used when absolutely necessary.
If he could secure her genuine allegiance, great. If not…
Seeing his stance soften, Han Qianxue’s spirit immediately perked up. "First, I demand absolute freedom. You can’t force me to do anything against my will. Second, the Second Administrator once did me a great favor. I need you to help her break free from the chat group’s control too."
"Those are my conditions. Agree to them, and I’ll board your black ship."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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."
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
