Fang Fan set off.
Silently traversing the chaotic void currents, he left the Purple Star Immortal Realm unnoticed.
No one detected his departure.
He journeyed with intermittent pauses, casually collecting tens of thousands of tons of void ore along the way before finally arriving at the Emptiness Domain.
Here, violent waves of formless energy raged unchecked. An ordinary Tribulation Transcendent would vanish into nothingness upon contact, and even a Pseudo-Immortal wouldn’t last a single breath!
Yet Fang Fan did not retreat. As a Wealth Division Immortal of the Purple Star Celestial Court, his daily routine involved either scavenging scraps in the void currents or venturing into the Emptiness Domain to test his luck. Long ago, he had invested heavily in the Celestial Artifice Institute to forge a treasure capable of resisting the formless energy—the Boundary Pearl!
This artifact was of an exceptionally high grade, usable with ease only by True Immortals. For a Pseudo-Immortal like Fang Fan, wielding it was strenuous. Even with ample resources to replenish his immortal energy, prolonged use would take a toll on his body.
At most, he could endure three days within the Emptiness Domain—three days of active exploration, with additional time reserved for the return journey. Exceeding this limit risked leaving him too drained to make it back!
Especially since Fang Fan had only recently ascended to Pseudo-Immortal status. Three days was pushing it; his safe threshold was two and a half days—thirty hours.
Thus, he had only thirty hours to explore. Once that limit was reached, he had to turn back, or face grave peril.
And so, two and a half days later...
"The pull grows stronger... It feels just ahead, yet in the next moment, it seems endlessly distant... How much farther?"
"I can hold on. Two and a half days isn’t my limit!"
Fang Fan’s gaze was resolute, his grip on the Boundary Pearl steady and firm.
Another half-day passed.
"Must I stop here?"
"The sensation is overwhelming now—as if a few more steps will bring me to that mysterious calling..."
Fang Fan’s face had paled, his hand trembling slightly around the pearl.
"No, Fang Fan. This is too reckless. You must turn back, or you’ll never return. Think of your father, your loved ones!"
"But... I can’t accept this!"
"I can last another three days. One more day of exploration, two for the return—if I push beyond all limits, I can make it!"
Twelve hours vanished in an instant.
"Ahhh!!"
"It’s right there! I can feel it—just ahead!"
"Will I fall at the threshold of victory?!"
"There’s no turning back now... I’ve come too far. The path to triumph lies ahead—so does my only hope!"
Disheveled, eyes bloodshot, his grip on the Boundary Pearl now deathly pale, Fang Fan felt no fear of death. Memories flashed through his mind, and a long-buried madness stirred once more.
In his youth, his family’s poverty had denied him cultivation resources. So he ventured alone into the wild, risking life and limb for opportunities, never flinching—even when facing powerful enemies, he dared to carry his own coffin to their doorstep, ready to trade his life for theirs!
Now, wealth and comfort had come. His father’s rise to prominence had granted him privilege and renown, allowing him to live in peace without struggle. But where was the fearless courage of his past? How could he have lost it? How dare he lose it?!
A true man, born between heaven and earth, should never cower in hesitation! He must raise his sword, charge ahead with dignity, and fight for a glorious future!
Damn it all!
I’ll stake everything!
Let those who mock me for relying on my father see who the real coward is!
Fang Fan descended into utter madness.
Abandoning all thought of return, he trusted his instincts and surged forward—never looking back.
At that moment, the raging formless energy seemed to coalesce into countless dark hands, desperately clawing at him, trying to drag him into the abyss.
But Fang Fan burned like a meteor, consuming himself to pierce through the suffocating darkness.
When his body reached its limit, his indomitable will would carve a path through!
Finally, at the brink of exhaustion—
A barrier of radiant, dreamlike light materialized before him.
Pop~
With one last desperate lunge, Fang Fan forced himself through the barrier. The moment he crossed, his strength gave out, and darkness swallowed his vision as he collapsed, unconscious.
And because he was the first to ever set foot in this untouched sanctuary, the luminous barrier, after sealing shut, suddenly erupted with blinding brilliance—illuminating the heavens!
In an instant, countless powerhouses were stirred.
Illusory Star Grotto-Heaven.
Chen Yi’s true form snapped his eyes open. "What... is this disturbance?!"
Without hesitation, he vanished, reappearing beyond the borders of the Purple Star Immortal Realm to inspect the concealment arrays he had laid, ensuring they remained intact.
Once confirmed, he willed his three Five-Star avatars within the Emptiness Domain to converge on the source of the anomaly.
Notably, the Mirror of Primordial Beginnings fervently insisted on accompanying him, even offering to extend Chen Yi’s allotted time by thirty hours. It also promised to handle explanations with the Divine Realm, ensuring no misunderstandings would arise.
Well...
Chen Yi wasn’t about to refuse!
This commotion was too significant. He had a premonition—the Primordial Limitless might intervene personally. Bringing the Mirror along added an extra layer of security.
Especially since the Mirror had volunteered without demanding anything in return—a free advantage. How could he possibly decline?
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
] [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!"
