Years of relentless research.
Exhaustion.
Weariness.
Numbness.
Xu Xi worked ceaselessly, refining the transformation of the cross-dimensional wizard tower.
And now, the dawn of success had finally arrived.
Gazing at the nearly completed tower, Xu Xi was overwhelmed with emotion, feeling that all the sacrifices and efforts had at last borne fruit.
"It's almost done..."
"Just the final adjustments remain. Once the cross-dimensional spell links to the tower's reactor, the three-stage process—soulfire power generation, spatial rupture, and dimensional traversal—will be complete."
"For safety, a few trial runs are necessary."
"If nothing goes wrong, we can leave the Wizarding World within a year."
Time always slips away silently.
Passengers on a train need only sit quietly, and countless scenes flash past the windows.
Beautiful, ugly.
All blurred under time's relentless flow.
In just a fleeting moment, one might realize years have already passed.
Simulation Year 51. Xu Xi, age 68.
The blessing of supernatural power kept his body from aging.
A life rich with experiences preserved his spirit.
Yet everything he had witnessed in the Wizarding World—the people, the places—had etched themselves deeply into his mind.
Forming memories both unique and unforgettable.
"At least I got to see the world's end... Not a bad deal."
A bitter consolation.
Xu Xi raised his eyes to the sky.
The wizard tower's purification spell simulated a normal sky and sunlight, but his spiritual sight pierced through, revealing the Wizarding World in its true, ravaged state.
Gray mist swirling, a dark sun hanging high.
Wandering spirits, deathly silence.
The vast world had lost all color, leaving only pallor and crimson.
Xu Xi's thoughts wandered.
He wondered what the Wizarding World had looked like a thousand years ago, before the Netherworld descended.
From Servia's accounts,
he imagined a land of abundance and beauty.
A fantastical otherworld many dreamed of.
Ancient ruins, perilous monster-infested mountains, mighty and fearsome dragons, and countless human adventurers.
The sun in the sky shone equally upon all.
Piercing stained-glass windows.
Falling upon clear streams.
Bringing forth each new tomorrow.
"A shame I never truly saw such sights before the world withered into death."
"Only thanks to my simulator trait could I seize a sliver of hope in this dying world."
"Anyone else would have perished in the Undead Calamity long ago."
Mana surged as spells activated.
Xu Xi summoned water to wash his face.
The final adjustments to the tower were simple manual labor, left to the construction golems.
As for himself,
he planned to spend these last days slaying more undead, gathering as much soulfire as possible.
And perhaps, before crossing dimensions, breaking through to become a Fifth-Circle Wizard.
...
[The Wizarding World. The Tower of Salvation. Its inhabitants. Servia. And yourself.]
[You gaze at the sky, confronting the Black Sun and Blood Moon.]
[Countless thoughts flash through your mind.]
[You know the true end approaches.]
[Fifty years of simulated experience have left you richly rewarded.]
[You find solace in helping those you know reach safety before the simulation ends.]
[Yet at times,]
[in quiet moments,]
[you worry about the Hero's future.]
[With her nature, can Servia adapt to life in another world after the crossing?]
[After much deliberation, you let it go.]
[You lack confidence in escaping the gaze of the Immortals unscathed. Dwelling on the future is futile.]
...
[You cherish these final days.]
[Slaying undead day and night.]
[Meditating without pause.]
[Life and death, an endless cycle.]
[Witnessing the world's death, cutting down those who have died once, inspiration strikes you repeatedly.]
[When not fighting, you stand atop the Tower of Salvation, overlooking the desolate black earth—a wasteland forged from despair and blood.]
[Beyond that,]
[you watch Servia train.]
[Years of battle have brought her to the threshold of the Fourth-Circle. Proud, you patiently guide her through doubts.]
Raise the sword.
Grip tight.
Swing.
The knightly blade Xu Xi gifted her serves as Servia's staff.
Enhancement spells activate in unison, forging the Undead Sword Saint.
Her body—
speed, strength—rivals martial masters from the world of warriors.
Her blade's edge can sever souls.
"Servia, your progress is remarkable. It won't be long before you become a Fourth-Circle Wizard," Xu Xi praises warmly.
"Thank you for your guidance," Servia sheathes her sword, emerald eyes glinting in the sunlight.
Later,
Xu Xi casts flesh regeneration,
allowing the Hero to relax in living form after training.
Yet she remains as before—
clad in a white dress adorned with pale green,
staying close to Xu Xi.
Her platinum hair sways with each step, blending into the light, radiant and warm.
She sticks to him, nearly glued to his side.
"Is something wrong, Servia?" Xu Xi notices her distraction.
"I..."
The girl hesitates.
Finally voicing her unease.
"Wizard, I keep feeling you're in danger. So I... want to stay close to protect you."
"Danger?"
"Ah, I'm not certain..."
"Nothing will happen, Servia."
Xu Xi pauses, gently resting a hand on her head.
His calm voice carries reassurance: "I'm fine. The tower's barriers are active. There's no danger."
"Perhaps,"
"the thought of leaving this world unsettles you."
She blinks.
Puzzled, then thoughtful.
"Is... is that it?"
"Maybe you're right..."
Servia presses a fist to her chin, brows furrowed, accepting his words.
The Wizard is right.
Lately, she often wonders what awaits beyond this world, losing sleep over it.
Leaving means severing ties with the past.
The Clawphire Family's brightest emerald
struggles with guilt.
She feels she's abandoning her parents, abandoning everything of Clawphire.
"Servia, don't dwell on it." The warmth on her head soothes her.
"Leaving isn't abandonment. It's waiting for the next reunion."
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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
