The Immortal Realm was seething with undercurrents, and Chen Yi was spewing curses!
For no other reason than...
That damn bastard Ling Xiao wasn’t going down without a fight, even leaving behind obstacles on his way out!
Under the Creation Disk, there were a total of one hundred and twenty chat groups. Excluding the decommissioned Group Six and Group Ninety-Eight, as well as the forty-eight groups taken by the little golden dragon and himself, Ling Xiao still controlled seventy chat groups, comprising three thousand members scattered across the myriad realms!
And when transferring ownership of the Creation Disk, Ling Xiao did only one thing!
He emptied over sixty percent of the Epoch Treasury!
Of course, he was merely a manifested will imprint left in this world—incapable of taking away such an astronomical amount of resources. Moreover, without the cover of the Creation Disk, he couldn’t safeguard them either!
That bastard, knowing he couldn’t take them, transferred the bulk of the resources through the Creation Disk to every member except those in Group Four, even thoughtfully attaching a World Pearl for storage. Then, without hesitation, he retracted all the mental anchors within the members’ consciousness and wiped their information clean!
All that remained for Chen Yi was roughly thirty-eight percent of the treasury, half of the shattered Creation Disk fragments, and the subordinate Group Four.
Bear in mind, Chen Yi had once served as an administrator of these chat groups. He knew exactly what the Epoch Treasury held. With just a quick check, he realized how much was missing!
The transfer of sixty-two percent of the resources, down to the decimal, wasn’t because Ling Xiao didn’t want to take more—it was simply because he ran out of time!
Chen Yi had no doubt that if Wuji had delayed him any longer, that idiot Ling Xiao would’ve drained the Epoch Treasury completely, leaving him with nothing but a crippled Creation Disk and the useless Group Four!
“Oh, very good, Ling Xiao! So this was your plan all along?!”
“You think hiding them will stop me from finding them?”
“Don’t forget—Zhao Huazhen is mine now. Once I restore the Creation Disk, tracking down those missing members is only a matter of time!”
“A year if not sooner, a decade if not a year, a century if not a decade—even a millennium, ten thousand years!”
“I have all the time in the world. I can afford to wait. But you?”
“Your Epoch Dao Essence dwindles with every use—it doesn’t replenish!”
“You’d better pray I never catch you. If I do, you’ll regret it!”
This time, Chen Yi was truly furious.
He had gone to such lengths to hold off Wuji for Ling Xiao, even taking the pressure off his shoulders. And what did that bastard do in return? Not only did he refuse to help, but he also stabbed Chen Yi in the back!
Ling Xiao knew full well that hiding the members was pointless—Chen Yi would find them eventually. Yet he still chose to waste Chen Yi’s time, creating unnecessary complications out of sheer spite!
At its core, that idiot Ling Xiao just wanted to sit back and watch Wuji and Chen Yi tear each other apart, waiting to swoop in and claim the spoils!
Wishful thinking!
Chen Yi’s gaze turned icy as he summoned his true form’s manifestation. In one swift motion, he seized the shattered remnants of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk and refined them instantly.
His resolve was now absolute. Even if he had to safeguard the Purple Star Immortal Realm single-handedly while guarding against Wuji’s potential betrayal, he would sever Ling Xiao’s roots!
He would never allow Ling Xiao to retreat into the shadows, waiting to pluck the fruits of his labor!
Time passed in a flash—three days gone.
Over these three days, Chen Yi meticulously inspected every inch of the shattered Creation Disk fragments. Only after triple-checking that all of Ling Xiao’s lingering filth had been purged did he finally bring the largest fragment back to the Purple Star Immortal Realm. He then summoned Zhao Huazhen, the little golden dragon who now served as both the Ascension Bureau’s Director and the Nethergate Pavilion’s Master, into the Illusory Star Cave Heaven.
“Brother Yi, what’s up? I’ve got a ton of work on my plate—my subordinates can’t handle anything without me. I’m exhausted!”
After weeks of grueling labor, the little golden dragon looked visibly worn out. The moment he stepped into the Illusory Star Cave Heaven, he predictably began venting his frustrations.
But credit where it’s due—compared to his former lazy, carefree self, Zhao Huazhen now carried an air of authority.
He didn’t even think of quitting outright. Instead, he seemed acutely aware of the weight on his shoulders. Complaints aside, he showed no signs of slacking off or resigning.
In a way, it was like his evolution had been delayed. When Zhao Huazhen transformed from a dim-witted little fish into the ultimate golden dragon, only his physical form had advanced. His mind remained sluggish, still a bit of an idiot, slow on the uptake.
But after weeks of tempering in the Purple Star Immortal Court, his mentality had finally undergone a qualitative shift. At last, he was completing his full metamorphosis from a foolish fish into a true golden dragon.
“Not bad. You’ve actually got some official presence now. I thought you’d barge in here demanding to quit,” Chen Yi teased.
“Brother Yi, people grow. I’m just a late bloomer. Quitting is off the table—serving the people is my duty!” Zhao Huazhen declared with utmost seriousness.
It had to be said—the Purple Star Immortal Court was a true crucible of character. Chen Yi could prop Zhao Huazhen up to a high position, but keeping it depended entirely on the little dragon himself. If he couldn’t measure up, being sidelined would be no one’s fault but his own.
And clearly, Zhao Huazhen hadn’t been completely sidelined.
Though his mind worked slower than those cunning old foxes—often getting played like a fool—he was still learning. Every setback taught him a lesson. He couldn’t stay a fool forever, could he?
He wasn’t actually stupid. He knew when he was being mocked, and he reflected on it.
Sure, he couldn’t outwit schemers like Ling Xiao or Chen Yi, nor could he match veterans like Fang Zheng or Gu Yuan. Hell, he might even struggle against his own underlings. But there was no way he’d lose to some clueless rookie enforcers, right?
It was like leveling up. Right now, Zhao Huazhen was Level 10. It made sense that he couldn’t compete with Level 100 big shots. But those big shots had hit their ceiling—they couldn’t advance further. Meanwhile, Zhao Huazhen, at a mere Level 10, had ninety more levels to climb. His potential was limitless—he’d catch up eventually.
He no longer wanted to pretend to be some master schemer. That was just self-deception, like a paper tiger—pierced with a single poke, leaving him a laughingstock.
He wanted to become genuinely shrewd—so much so that others would mistake him for a fool, while he alone knew who the real fool was.
So, the Purple Star Immortal Court? This perfect training ground? He was staying. Even if Chen Yi whipped him, he wouldn’t leave.
Sensing Zhao Huazhen’s unwavering determination, Chen Yi couldn’t help but chuckle. “Seems I underestimated you, Brother Dragon. You’re the true servant of the people!”
At that, Zhao Huazhen’s face flushed. “Brother Yi, that’s all in the past. Let’s not bring it up, alright? I admit I was young and reckless back then...”
“Fine,” Chen Yi waved a hand. “Though I did prefer your unruly side, since you’ve come this far, it’s time to make you whole again.”
As soon as the words left his mouth—
The gleaming fragments of the Creation Disk materialized in a flash.
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] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
