"How is it? Is your body alright? Does your head feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
This was also Chen Changsheng's first time encountering such a situation, and he asked Toka with a face full of concern.
Hearing this, Toka shook her head.
"I'm fine. It's just that some unimportant memories in my head have been inexplicably overwritten by fake ones. As long as I don't forget Rikka and my family, the other memories don't matter. Thank you..."
Toka's voice grew softer and softer, and her head unconsciously rested gently against Chen Changsheng's chest, as fragile as a little kitten waiting to be comforted.
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded and gently laid her down on the bed.
"It's good that you're fine. You should rest for a bit. I'll go and find out more about the specific situation."
After saying that, he got up from the bed and casually changed into a long robe.
It was only then that Toka realized Chen Changsheng had been completely naked just a moment ago. Her pretty face instantly flushed red. Upon realizing that she was also only wearing her underwear, she shyly pulled the thin quilt from the side to wrap around her entire body, leaving only half of her head exposed as she looked at Chen Changsheng bashfully.
However, the next moment, Mu Qingling, who had her quilt snatched away, turned around in dissatisfaction and hugged her, as if wanting to share the quilt with her, pressing herself completely against Toka's body.
This made Toka even more embarrassed, and she shrank the remaining half of her head into the quilt.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng smiled and shook his head. He picked Mu Qingling up, ignoring how she dissatisfiedly clung to him tightly like an octopus, and said, "Toka, get some rest first."
After saying that, Chen Changsheng carried Mu Qingling and left the room with Luo Hao, leaving Toka huddled in the quilt with a bright red face, her mind full of the increasingly clear image of Chen Changsheng's body from just now.
"This feeling..."
...
In another room, Chen Changsheng used his divine sense to inspect the mental states of Sayuri and her husband, shaking his head somewhat helplessly.
"It's no good. That energy has almost completely merged with their memories. If I forcefully extract it, they will turn into idiots."
Hearing this, the couple looked at Chen Changsheng with some fear.
"Mr. Chen, has something happened to our bodies?"
Obviously, the two still remembered Chen Changsheng; the tampered memories were only the parts related to their own world.
Chen Changsheng nodded. "Your memories have been altered by a strange power."
"Our memories have been altered!?"
"How is that possible? Why don't I feel anything at all?"
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but laugh. "If you could feel it, this wouldn't be so troublesome."
After saying that, he rubbed his chin and began to think.
He hadn't dabbled much in mental abilities. The highest level he possessed was merely a Golden Core realm mental secret art, primarily used for soul-searching to ensure the target wouldn't resist. However, such a secret art was completely incomparable when faced with this kind of mental energy that already touched upon the level of the Dao.
He thought for a long time, and finally, his eyes lit up.
"I've got it!"
Hearing this, Luo Hao, who was standing to the side, looked at Chen Changsheng curiously.
She had also just examined the mental states of Sayuri and her husband, but she discovered even less than Chen Changsheng did, so she was also somewhat at a loss right now.
Chen Changsheng smiled at her and said, "Since this energy involves the level of the Dao, wouldn't it be fine to just create a mental secret art that is on par with this energy level?"
"That's not something that can be done in a short amount of time, right?"
Seeing Luo Hao's look of disbelief, Chen Changsheng chuckled.
"Of course, the two of us can't do it, but don't we still have the chat group? I just need to get a low-level mental secret art targeting memories, and then use the chat group to upgrade it to a higher level. Wouldn't that work?"
Luo Hao: "Ah, this..."
Even Luo Hao was somewhat speechless at Chen Changsheng's idea.
This kind of thing could indeed be done, but how many points would it cost?
Just to save a few people, and people who were already out of danger at that, was it really worth it?
Chen Changsheng seemed to see through Luo Hao's thoughts and smiled. "To make the secret art reach the level of the Dao, I only need to upgrade it to the Soul Formation stage. In the chat group, that's only Tier 3. These points are nothing to me now. Besides, it's inevitable that we'll encounter mental-type enemies in the future. Getting a high-level mental secret art now can be considered preparing in advance, right?"
"The points are yours. How you want to use them is your freedom."
Luo Hao turned her head away, but she still felt that Chen Changsheng was simply too good to the guys in the group.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng smiled and shook his head without saying much more. He left the room, preparing to go to the Scripture Pavilion to summarize all the mental secret arts before creating the most suitable one himself.
...
A day passed in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, in a cultivation room, Chen Changsheng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed through his pupils.
"After spending over three million points, I've finally produced it."
Chen Changsheng felt the Soul Formation stage secret art in his mind, which felt as if he had personally created it, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Let's call this secret art Universe."
This was a mental secret art with profound concepts, divided into three stages. The first stage, Mental Space, could open up a mental space within the sea of consciousness. While greatly strengthening mental power, it could project the mental space onto the outside world, allowing control over all mental power within that space.
The second stage, Mental World, was optimized countless times based on the Mental Space. It could easily pull anyone with lower mental power than Chen Changsheng into the Mental World, allowing him to weave their minds at will, create dreams, and thereby influence reality.
The third stage, Mental Universe, involved covering a major world with mental power. Within it, Chen Changsheng could alter the laws of the world at will, like a Creator God. However, this stage was merely a concept even at Tier 3, completely out of reach relying on the Universe secret art at its current level.
Chen Changsheng felt that even upgrading it to Tier 4 would make it difficult to truly realize this concept; it would likely require at least Tier 5 to be possible.
However, the current Tier 3 Universe was already enough for him.
Because the enhancement itself made it feel like he had personally created this secret art, Chen Changsheng only spent a day cultivating the first layer of Universe to perfection. If he wanted to, he would only need to spend another ten days or half a month to directly cultivate it to the current limit of the technique, which meant barely opening up the Mental World and influencing reality with mental power.
After all, the current Universe was only a Soul Formation stage secret art, and Chen Changsheng was already at the Soul Formation stage.
After finishing his cultivation, Chen Changsheng felt his mental space and discovered that if he projected it outward with all his might, it could already cover a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.
Within the boundaries of his mental space, he could easily probe the minds of those whose spiritual power was far inferior to his own, and effortlessly weave their memories.
If he so desired, he could completely alter a person's perception of reality.
"What a terrifying secret art."
Chen Changsheng sighed in awe. Following that, he directed his spiritual power straight into the minds of Sayuri, her husband, and Toka.
Facing the bizarre spiritual energy that had previously left him helpless, Chen Changsheng felt completely different this time.
Before, he had believed that the energy had completely fused with the spirits of the three.
But now, he discovered that while the two spiritual forces appeared blended, they remained completely distinct in the deepest depths of their minds. The strange spiritual energy was now like rootless duckweed. With just a gentle nudge, he could completely peel it away without inflicting the slightest harm on their original spirits.
However, just as he was about to make his move and strip it away, his expression suddenly turned utterly bizarre.
Within Toka's memories, he saw a completely naked version of himself. Furthermore, the him in those memories seemed to be doing unspeakable things to Toka.
"Is my charm really that great?"
Chen Changsheng muttered to himself with a narcissistic look on his face.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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!

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."