The new year has arrived.
The melting snow, faintly cold, is the final struggle of winter.
As they say, the new year brings new beginnings. On the first day of the new year, people usually greet the fresh future with renewed spirits and better attitudes.
But when Xu Xi woke up, he felt unusually sluggish and stiff.
A heavy sense of oppression weighed on his chest, as if pressed down by something for a while.
His forehead still carried the lingering warmth of something gently pressing against it.
"Was it Mo Li?"
Xu Xi speculated.
After some consideration.
He had long been used to his sister's personality, so this didn't bother him much.
"Still, I need to talk to her. Every time I wake up like this, I feel so numb," Xu Xi shook his head, got out of bed, and recalled the strange dream he had last night.
It was an odd, chaotic, and nonsensical dream.
It was a world of pure red and white.
Colors had lost their meaning.
Sometimes the scene was entirely white, and other times, it was drowned in crimson.
Stars dotted the space, tiny but heavy, drifting and surging between the entangled red and white.
"What a strange dream..."
Xu Xi sat by the window.
The rising sun cast soft, warm rays through the glass window, gently falling on Xu Xi's face.
In the quiet, Xu Xi pondered, his brow slightly furrowed.
The last time he had such a bizarre dream was in the autumn, and it involved his sister battling a witch.
This dream was even more abstract.
It directly became two streams of light.
"I have no idea what that means," Xu Xi eventually gave up on thinking about it.
People have countless dreams in their lifetime. If one were to analyze each one, it would be too much trouble.
"Click—"
After washing up, Xu Xi opened his door and walked towards the kitchen.
Krisha was already waiting there, standing at the corner of the corridor, posture proper, dressed in a long gown, her upper body hidden in shadow, her expression calm.
"Good morning, Teacher."
The witch offered a flat greeting.
"Good morning, Krisha."
Xu Xi walked forward, responding to the witch while greeting the others.
There were his sister, Xu Moli, who had returned from the Boundary Ruins, and Wu Yingxue, the princess, who had come back from the outskirts.
Xu Xi ate the breakfast prepared by the witch.
Following his earlier thoughts, he gently criticized Xu Moli for her nighttime antics, telling her not to sneak into his room again.
Xu Moli's expression was a mix of embarrassment and confusion.
Wu Yingxue looked like she had discovered something new.
Krisha's expression remained the same as usual.
"Teacher, would you like an extra egg?" she blinked, looking at Xu Xi's empty plate.
"No, you sit down and eat too," Xu Xi gently gestured, indicating for Krisha to join them. As he did, he faintly heard a sound from his room.
It was the sound of objects being moved.
Clear, delicate, evenly matched.
Thus, the first day of the new year began with a slightly awkward breakfast, accompanied by the rustling of the display cabinet, guiding time towards an even brighter tomorrow.
When Xu Xi finished breakfast and returned to his room.
He saw the order of items in his display cabinet was:
Magic Wand, Paper Flower, Candy Jar.
Xu Xi couldn't help but smile, but considering the "Candy Jar's" feelings, he restrained himself.
...
Time flows like fine sand, quietly filling gaps, leaving deep imprints without notice.
Wu Yingxue's arrival didn't change the courtyard much.
She was an energetic person, always on the move.
Often shuttling between the courtyard and the outskirts of Yanshan City.
Or, when extremely bored, she would puncture one Boundary Ruin after another.
When she was tired, the princess would cling to Xu Xi, asking him to cook something delicious for her.
Occasionally, Xu Moli, disgusted by the behavior of the Princess, would challenge her to a "friendly" duel with her sword. But more often, Xu Moli focused on defeating Jie Xu and being with Xu Xi.
Krisha was special.
She neither sought excitement nor voiced opinions.
She simply stayed in the courtyard, taking care of Xu Xi's ever-growing Dragon Blood Grass. When Xu Xi was training, she managed everything in the courtyard.
Including collecting blood from the Red Dragon, receiving gifts from the people of Qingniu Town, and creating an elemental-rich environment for Xu Xi's training.
She was reliable.
She was satisfying.
Krisha had never disappointed Xu Xi.
In the blink of an eye, time had reached summer.
Sunlight danced with green leaves, heat waves mixed with the sound of wind, dappled light fell from above, igniting the unique passion of summer.
Through his own hard work and the benefits of three supreme cards, Xu Xi had undergone months of intense training.
When he finally emerged from the training room, his eyes sparkled, a sign of his spiritual energy manifesting.
"Saint Domain pinnacle..."
"Finally, I've achieved it."
Xu Xi's face showed a mix of emotions as he walked on the golden, slightly hot floor.
Ever since the second simulation ended.
He had inherited the realm of a Saint Domain Magister.
However, the gap between the Saint Domain and becoming a deity was like the divide between heaven and earth, nearly insurmountable.
Luckily, Xu Xi was in a special situation.
The Saint Domain he inherited from the simulation was already at the peak of mortal strength. Combined with Krisha updating his "benefits," making it easier for Xu Xi to comprehend laws.
The combination of these factors, multiplied by his adventures, allowed Xu Xi to glimpse the dawn of becoming a god in less than a year.
"It's about right."
"I can feel it, there's just a thin barrier left to cross before I can ignite the divine fire."
"As long as I'm willing, I can do it anytime and start the ascension ceremony."
Sunlight shimmered, the summer heat was intense.
The noisy chirping of cicadas echoed in his ears.
Xu Xi walked through the corridor, the light and shadow shifting around him, heading towards the courtyard, his face contemplative.
"In the supreme crown, there's a power Krisha gave me."
"It can bypass all restrictions and ensure a 100% success in becoming a true god."
"Still, it's always better to be cautious."
"Before the ascension, I'll take a break and rest up, then hit the divine fire in one go."
Thinking this.
A smile appeared on Xu Xi's face.
Anticipation, excitement, eagerness... various emotions flashed quickly.
Eternal life and divine ascension are the dreams of countless supernatural beings, and now, Xu Xi was about to achieve one of them.
It was precisely because he was about to ascend the divine ranks.
That Xu Xi had not performed another simulation for a long time.
Compared to unknown benefits from a new simulation, Xu Xi was more eager to ascend to godhood, thereby promoting his cultivation and martial arts, achieving a trifecta in essence, energy, and spirit.
"My life has been like treading on thin ice, cultivation hasn't been easy."
Xu Xi sighed.
He walked leisurely, and after a while, arrived at a shady corner of the courtyard.
The rocking chair swayed in the breeze, above it was a green vine-woven awning, just enough to block the blazing sun, carving out a cool spot in the courtyard.
Xu Xi sat in the rocking chair, closed his eyes, and slowly lay down.
The summer heat was intense.
Heat waves brushed past.
The treetops swayed, rustling.
Xu Xi enjoyed this tranquility, emptied his mind, and listened to the sounds of nature.
As he listened, he also caught the sounds from outside, pedestrians passing by the courtyard, discussing the most popular supernatural topics.
"Cultivation is the strongest!"
"Nonsense, it's magic, understand the nobility of mages!"
"Stop, martial arts reigns supreme!"

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] [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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"