The era belonging to the gods has long since passed.
The Eternal Witch has carved out a brand-new future.
The cosmic order of civilizations is no longer chaotic and bloody.
The Genesis Automaton purges all filth and disorder.
Equally unmatched in strength.
Equally revered across the myriad realms.
The Automaton and the Witch are locked in a fierce battle, their mere residual energy reducing countless dimensions to an imperceptible, minuscule state.
"As a machine, you cannot serve the Mentor well."
"No, on the contrary, only I am capable of serving my Master properly."
A calm voice laced with hidden lethality.
In the midst of this.
Xu Moli and Wu Yingxue watch from the sidelines, utterly stunned. They have never seen such an aggressive Witch before.
While marveling at the spectacle, they continuously work to repair the fabric of spacetime.
Lest the supreme battle cause too much collateral damage.
They had assumed that the battle between the Automaton and the Witch would continue indefinitely.
Unrelated to them, the two mere spectators.
But the Automaton's arrogance seemed to have crossed a line. Its words caused even the usually carefree noblewoman to slowly wipe the smile from her face.
"Responsibility...?"
"Did you just say... to make the Mentor take responsibility?"
Three thousand Daos converge into a spear.
Gripped, swung, and twirled with ease, the spear's dance effortlessly incinerates the boundless chaos.
The sweeping, grandiose movements stir the River of Time into a deafening roar, yet they remain somewhat restrained.
In contrast.
The blood-stained, dark wooden sword brims with overwhelming killing intent, held in a hand as white as jade, ascending to its utmost pinnacle.
Ailei's words evoke many unpleasant memories for Xu Moli.
Like the kind-hearted, or the pitiful.
She was the one who came first...
She was the one who found her elder brother first...
In the oppressive atmosphere, on the verge of eruption, the two supreme beings who had initially stepped back to make way for the Witch return to their previous positions.
Is the Automaton planning to challenge three supreme beings at once?
The Witch frowns, puzzled by this.
Ailei dismisses the notion, her voice calm: "No, you are the challengers."
"I have spent the most time with my Master. Compared to me, you are insignificant."
"Especially—"
"You."
The Automaton's silver-blue eyes meet the Witch's tri-colored black, gold, and red gaze.
Similar attributes, similar paths, similar roles.
The threat is so palpable.
That the Automaton cannot ignore it.
"Come, then. I will take on all three of you!" Ailei declares.
Her subtle gaze pierces through the gaps between the three supreme beings, landing on the dazzling cluster of stars behind them—the universe where Earth resides.
The loyal Automaton can sense Xu Xi's presence within it.
The time has come.
To rescue her Master from the depths of peril.
As the battle intensifies, Ailei seizes the moment, releasing an immeasurable flood of quantum messages, all directed toward Earth.
The timing is impeccable.
The angles are impossibly precise.
Among the countless quantum messages, surely one or two would break through the defenses and reach the important person's side.
Yes, that was how it should have been.
"Apologies, this path is closed," Wu Yingxue says with a smile, her spear ablaze as it arcs through the sky, obliterating all the quantum messages in a single strike.
As if she had anticipated the Automaton's move.
"Troublesome," Ailei mutters, frowning.
No matter.
There are backup plans A through D.
...
"Achoo—!"
The night deepens, and an inexplicable chill sets in.
It arrives mysteriously, without warning.
Xu Xi sneezes, not because of a cold—his divine body is immune to illness—but more like a warning or a reminder.
"Is there something I've forgotten to do?"
"The Supernatural United Bureau, the Boundary Ruins, the Survival Army, the dragonblood grass in the courtyard..." Xu Xi murmurs in his bedroom, pondering and eliminating possibilities one by one.
But upon careful consideration, nothing seems amiss.
The girls are all supreme beings, so there's no need for him to worry.
"Strange."
Xu Xi glances suspiciously at the ancient text in his hands. Could there be a flaw in his breakthrough plan for cultivation and martial arts?
Hmm, it's possible.
"To be safe, I'll review it from the beginning. I have plenty of time, after all."
In the autumn night, moonlight and lamplight blend together as the crisp sound of turning pages fills the room. Xu Xi begins to reassess his ascension plan.
He possesses three supernatural systems.
Among them, magic has already ascended to divinity.
Naturally, matters of ascending to immortality and transcending martial arts have been prioritized by Xu Xi.
He plans to leverage his divine advantage to accelerate his progress in cultivation and martial arts.
"Rustle—"
"Rustle—"
The room is silent, the lighting soft.
In the overly quiet environment, the passage of time becomes imperceptible. Under the veil of night, everything seems to move in sync with his breathing.
Xu Xi meticulously reviews and reflects on his cultivation systems.
Cultivation, magic, martial arts.
Three entirely distinct paths, each with its own brilliance, now coexisting harmoniously within him in a wondrous state.
What kind of existence will he become in the future?
Xu Xi is curious, but for now, he is still in the exploratory phase.
"I'm feeling a bit thirsty..."
As soon as the thought crosses his mind, a glass of warm water is handed to him.
"Master, please drink."
"Ah, thank you, Ailei."
Xu Xi instinctively accepts the glass, draining it in one go, and expresses his gratitude to the Automaton.
The Automaton is loyal.
But Xu Xi does not take that loyalty for granted.
Whenever Ailei serves him, Xu Xi always shows appreciation, a habit he has maintained since the very beginning of their simulations.
Wait—
Ailei?!
"Cough, cough—!" Xu Xi chokes, nearly spitting out the water he just drank.
He stares wide-eyed, unable to believe what he sees.
The delicate face.
The mature figure.
The golden hair.
Everything is exactly as he remembers.
"Ailei..."
"Yes, I'm here."
The Automaton stands still, quietly awaiting Xu Xi's commands. But beneath that calm exterior, Xu Xi senses something unusual.
Ailei's condition seems peculiar.
Moreover, the 9090 plaque that once rested in the display cabinet has now vanished.
"Ailei, can you tell me how you got here?"
Xu Xi hesitates as he asks.
"Yes, Master. Ailei is happy to serve you."
The Automaton nods.
In a composed tone, she briefly recounts her actions: "I sensed that you were in danger. Concerned for your safety, I used the remnants of the 9090 core to manifest before you."
Not a projection.
But a true manifestation, using her former body to descend upon Earth in an extraordinary manner.
Such a miraculous feat.
Leaves Xu Xi astonished.
No wonder Ailei appeared so suddenly—the RTX-9090 plaque had always been in the display cabinet.
"I see..."
"Ailei, you've grown again."
Xu Xi's expression softens, pleased with the Automaton's growth, and he blesses her progress.
His hand gently strokes the top of the Automaton's head, a gesture long overdue.
Yet, a new question arises: What exactly is the danger Ailei mentioned?
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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?!
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."
