Ye Wuchen was utterly crushed—completely and absolutely crushed.
When he saw that familiar figure smirking at him with an ambiguous expression...
It felt as though an invisible hand had seized his throat, the suffocating pressure like a python coiling around him, making his vision darken.
He had thought hiding in the Exorcism Dungeon would grant him a moment of peace, but it seemed he had merely escaped one abyss only to plunge into an even more terrifying one.
Why are you everywhere?!
Stay the hell away from me!!!
"Old Ye, welcome to the Dream Wedding Secret Realm!" Chen Yi spread his arms with a benevolent smile.
"Don’t welcome me yet, I... I..." Ye Wuchen shut his eyes in agony, still unwilling to accept reality.
"Now that you're here... Huh?!"
Mid-sentence, Chen Yi’s expression suddenly shifted. "You spent all your points on the Fateweaver passive? Are you out of your mind?!"
Ye Wuchen snapped, his defenses crumbling as he shouted, "None of your damn business! It’s my hard-earned points, can’t I spend them however I want? I’ll do whatever I please! I’ve got no points left now anyway, my peak ranking’s about to drop—might as well give up! Screw it all!"
Listening to their guild leader’s seemingly tough but secretly cowardly words, the two veteran members from the second guild who had been dragged into the party immediately sensed danger.
Though they didn’t understand why their leader was so terrified of this guy with a mere two billion combat power, their instincts screamed at them... Run!
The two old-timers quietly retreated, preparing to exit the trial.
But it was already too late.
Chen Yi had welded the door shut—no one was leaving without permission.
At the same time, Gu Yuan, who had been watching from the shadows, considerately rushed forward and slung an arm around the shoulders of the two "acquaintances."
"Oi, now that you’re here, why rush off? Stay and play a while, eh?"
One of them was called "Mwahaha the Jester" with 1.7 billion combat power, the other "Super Invincible Man" at 1.5 billion.
Truth be told, in the past, Gu Yuan had been the leader of the "Trash Trio," his status in the guild pitifully low. These two rising stars had looked down on him, not even bothering to share their real names.
But that was then, and this is now!
Now, thanks to the guild leader’s generous donation of five billion immortal spirit stones, Gu Yuan had broken through his limits, reaching the Half-Step True Immortal realm with a staggering 1.99 billion combat power!
Come on, take a good look at me now—do I still resemble the weakling you once knew?!
"Gu Yuan? Why are you here?"
"Wait—how the hell did you hit 1.99 billion?! That’s impossible!"
Seeing the shock in their eyes, Gu Yuan smirked. "Seems you two still don’t understand how to respect your elders. Let’s... have a little spar."
With that, he dragged them off to the secret realm’s resting area for some "friendly guidance."
Watching helplessly as his two trusted members were taken away, Ye Wuchen cursed his own weakness. He stubbornly lifted his head, refusing to let his tears of frustration fall.
Chen Yi studied him for a long moment before finally sighing. "Fine. Consider those three hundred billion points a debt you owe me. Next time, don’t make decisions like this on your own. If you wanted the Fateweaver passive, you could’ve just asked."
They say when a person is pushed to the brink of speechlessness, they’ll laugh.
And indeed, Ye Wuchen trembled, laughter bursting uncontrollably from his lips. "I owe you? Are you kidding me? That was mine to begin with, I—"
"How about ten billion uses of the Fateweaver passive? Limited to the No. 7 Dream Wedding Secret Realm for now. Acceptable?"
"Huh?" Ye Wuchen froze, not immediately grasping the meaning.
Then, a system notification abruptly popped up.
[Ding! Your purchase of 150 Fateweaver passives has been delivered.]
[Remaining Fateweaver passive uses: 1,000,000,000.]
???
!!!!
Ye Wuchen’s pupils trembled violently.
What the hell just happened?!
He, Ye Wuchen, had spent three hundred billion points to buy 150 Fateweaver passives—each worth two billion points—only to receive ten billion in return?!
How does that make any sense?!
How did he do this?!
Is he cheating?!
Since when can you hack the guild chat system?!
Is he even human?!
Am I really fighting against a normal person right now?!
Gulp.
Ye Wuchen swallowed hard, a bold idea suddenly surfacing in his mind. His expression instantly shifted into one of fawning respect.
"Bro... Three hundred billion points, right? I’ll write you an IOU. I’ll work hard to earn them back, I swear. I’m really sorry—I was out of line earlier..."
With that, he actually condensed a promissory note using his spiritual energy, then bowed deeply, presenting it with both hands in utmost deference.
There was no helping it—this time, he was genuinely convinced.
Before, he had thought they were all beneficiaries of the guild platform, just at different stages of progress. Given enough time, he could catch up—his blade was no less sharp!
But now? This guy was outright altering backend guild data. The gap between them was no longer a matter of distance—it was the difference between heaven and earth!
Can a mayfly shake the heavens? Can a speck of dust fill the earth?
There’s no shame in humble origins—a true man knows when to bend and when to stand tall!
"Heh..." Chen Yi chuckled softly, recalling the nine-colored bead necklace from Ye Wuchen’s neck with a casual wave.
"Honestly, I preferred your earlier rebellious attitude. Weren’t you going to make the Nightmare Spirit take my form so you could vent your anger?"
Ye Wuchen’s toes curled in embarrassment as he forced a laugh. "Bro, that’s not what I meant, let me expla—"
Before he could finish, Chen Yi coldly cut him off. "No need. Just go."
Ye Wuchen’s heart clenched, sensing danger, but his face remained calm as he replied respectfully, "Right away, bro. Don’t be angry—it’s all my fault. I’ll do whatever you want..."
"Get lost."
"On it!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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)
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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?!
