Xu Moli had many things she wanted to do with Xu Xi.
Just the two of them.
Without any interference from a third party.
To live out their days in simplicity, to accompany each other in silence, to witness the repetitive rise and fall of the sun, and to savor the radiant meals prepared by her elder brother.
If she had to set a deadline, Xu Moli wished it could be forever.
But she was soberly aware that this was impossible. Though she was an eternal Supreme, there were others who held the same exalted status.
One against four—could she win?
Reality was cruel.
Xu Moli knew all too well that her current advantage was only temporary, so she poured her heart and soul into experiencing that warmth a little longer.
Facing the scorching sun, fearless of life and death, a hero for her alone.
This warmth.
She didn’t want to let go of him.
"Brother, this looks really scary."
In the movie theater, Xu Moli clumsily imitated the couples on Earth, choosing a horror film for their outing.
When the climax of the film arrived and the audience erupted in screams,
it was only natural
for the girl to bury her face in Xu Xi’s shoulder while holding a bucket of popcorn, feeding him piece by piece.
A Supreme who had transcended eternity, surpassing all ages.
One who feared neither gods nor demons.
So, would a Supreme be afraid of a mere horror movie crafted by humans?
Xu Moli knew the answer, and so did Xu Xi.
"Thank you, Moli." Without scolding or correcting her, Xu Xi simply opened his mouth, accepting his sister’s affectionate gesture while softly expressing his gratitude.
From childhood to adolescence, from youth to adulthood.
A hero even in death.
In the dim light of the theater, just as he had countless times before, he indulged her willfulness.
"Brother, did today… bother you?"
"Not at all," Xu Xi shook his head. "I think it’s quite nice. It helps me relax."
With his reassurance,
her unease quickly melted into joy.
And so,
after the movie, Xu Moli took Xu Xi to experience more "date activities."
The activities themselves were mundane,
but because Xu Xi was there, they became delightful.
Singing together, strolling through food stalls, watching the sunrise, observing the hurried passersby.
So many things.
Far too many to finish in a single day.
Fortunately, time was on their side. For now, Xu Moli didn’t need to worry.
Greedily, insatiably, she savored the meals Xu Xi prepared for her daily, chewed on the candies he bought her, and walked side by side with him through the streets.
The privileges of the victor were astonishing.
Even an aloof celestial maiden
couldn’t help but lose herself in them.
Xu Xi noticed her happiness.
...
"Moli seems to be in a very good mood lately." In the bedroom of the courtyard residence, the window framed a picturesque view of dragon’s blood grass swaying in the wind outside.
Xu Xi sat in a wooden chair by the window,
his gaze shifting
to the towering display cabinet in the room.
By now, the order of the cabinet’s contents had undergone a dramatic change—the jar of candies firmly occupied the top spot and had remained there for days.
Xu Xi could roughly guess what the others were up to.
"I suppose…
this counts as Moli’s great victory?"
He chuckled to himself.
While waiting for the others to return, he gave his sister the companionship she desired.
He didn’t know what it was like to cleave through realms day and night in the chaos, but he imagined it must have been excruciatingly dull.
Moli had endured it for so long,
weary from the toil,
rarely spending time in the courtyard.
All for the sake of descending to Earth in her true form and reuniting with Xu Xi.
Xu Xi didn’t want to disappoint that version of Moli.
Companionship and care were among the few things he could offer.
The "dates" continued.
As time passed, the smile on Xu Moli’s face grew brighter, purer, and more beautiful.
At a certain fleeting moment,
Xu Xi, in a daze,
caught a glimpse of the girl as she once was.
Not the frail, sickly figure of the Heavenly Calamity, but the carefree little girl from before.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing. It’s just… feels like I’ve been dreaming."
"A dream?"
"Yes. A dream full of malice, yet with an unexpectedly beautiful ending."
"Do you like it, brother?"
"I suppose so. Because Moli is in it, I can’t bring myself to dislike it."
Xu Xi raised his head, gazing at the golden sun. A trace of nostalgia flickered in his deep eyes.
Time flowed soundlessly,
fleeting, leaving no trace.
The first simulation that had once marked the turning point of his life had settled into the depths of memory, no longer as vivid as before.
But the experiences, the bonds between people—those would never fade.
...
Two months had passed since Xu Moli’s true form descended to Earth. The weather had cooled, transitioning from late summer to autumn, the oppressive heat giving way to crisp breezes.
The other Supremes were likely on their way back.
There was no concrete evidence.
Just a premonition in Xu Xi’s heart.
Xu Moli showed no panic. After calmly studying the sky for a moment, she turned to Xu Xi with a smile.
"Brother, will you go to the amusement park with me?"
"Of course."
"You agreed so quickly…"
"Because I never considered refusing."
Ah, really…
Xu Moli huffed softly, mimicking her childhood self as she pushed Xu Xi forward by the back.
This was exactly why she loved him so much.
And why she found him so frustrating.
When would her brother ever think of himself and stop doing foolish things to save others?
Xu Moli couldn’t imagine an answer—because she, too, was one of those he had saved.
"Brother, you’re so silly…"
Muttering under her breath, her lips curling slightly, the young girl pushed Xu Xi toward their final destination as victors.
The amusement park.
A place of joy known to all.
Here stood towering Ferris wheels and roaring roller coasters. Its theme was a riot of colors; its very name synonymous with fantasy and delight.
Even after the spiritual resurgence,
the amusement park hadn’t faded into obscurity.
Instead, it incorporated supernatural elements, adding attractions like [Sword-Riding Roller Coasters], [Undead Haunted Houses], and [Magic Match Games], further boosting its popularity.
For ordinary people, it was undeniably fun.
For those touched by the extraordinary, it was merely passable.
Xu Xi didn’t ask Xu Moli why she had chosen this place. There was no need.
Gently holding her soft, pale hand, he accompanied her through each attraction—riding the slow-moving carousel, passing through a haunted house that failed to frighten them, silently whiling away the hours amidst the rides.
Around them, the park buzzed with noise and laughter.
Families of three dashed past.
Couples strolled by, giggling.
Lush trees and vibrant structures painted the scene, and as night fell, the amusement park seemed to detach from the world entirely.
"Brother, before we leave, let’s ride the Ferris wheel once."
As darkness settled and the park’s lights flickered to life,
Xu Moli made her request, one hand clutching the ice cream Xu Xi had bought her, the other pointing toward the distant Ferris wheel.
Among the couples she had observed, the Ferris wheel was a favorite.
Xu Xi didn’t refuse.
"Alright."
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
