What is the true nature of the simulator?
Why is it called the "Beautiful Life Simulator"?
And what is the reason it bound itself to me?
These questions had been piling up in Xu Xi's heart since the first simulation began, growing heavier and more perplexing with time.
It wasn’t that he distrusted the simulator or feared it would harm him.
Rather, it was an impulse—an urge to explore the unknown and uncover the truth.
"Hum~~~"
"Hum~~~"
Ripples spread through space and time.
Light as a feather, delicate as a whisper, they brushed past Xu Xi’s palms before colliding and intertwining in the air.
Under Xu Xi’s watchful gaze,
the five girls from the Tianxuan Realm saw their ranks ascend endlessly, their power crushing space-time itself, revealing the void beneath.
Rank.
Authority.
Concept.
Law.
Their consciousness transcended, their true forms descended.
To aid Xu Xi in unraveling the simulator’s essence, supreme power traversed time and space, seizing complete control over the Tianxuan Realm.
"Great Sorcerer, please take my hand."
The world fell still.
Wind ceased, rain halted—as if everything had frozen in an eternal moment.
In that silence where even time lost meaning,
Servia was the first among the five to grasp Xu Xi’s hand, shielding him with her supreme power as they stepped beyond the infinite expanse of space-time.
Xu Xi saw it.
The world beyond the Tianxuan Realm.
Not chaos, but something even more mysterious and radiant—a realm beyond chaos itself.
Eternal tranquility.
Infinite possibilities.
Countless frozen threads.
Xu Xi recognized this place. He had been here before, every time the simulation began.
"The Sea of Possibilities..."
Endless waves of shimmering white surged like real tides, threatening to drown everything in sight.
Xu Xi observed closely.
Those so-called waves were, in truth, dense clusters of temporal threads—each strand representing a timeline, each timeline branching into countless possibilities.
They split apart, intertwined.
A mere ripple in the storm could birth or erase dozens of realities in an instant.
"So this is..."
"The essence of the simulated worlds..."
"Infinite, boundless possibilities of space and time..."
Xu Xi marveled at the breathtaking sight.
The girls beside him were equally awestruck.
This miraculous realm of endless potential was a place even the supreme could scarcely reach.
No.
To be precise,
they hadn’t even known the Sea of Possibilities existed.
In the collective understanding of all realms, chaos was the farthest, most expansive boundary. None could have imagined such an anomaly beyond it.
"Mentor, are you alright?" Krisha turned to Xu Xi, concerned he might be overwhelmed.
"I’m fine, Krisha. Let’s keep moving."
Xu Xi gently ruffled the witch’s hair.
His gaze fixed ahead.
As the storm of time subsided, the flow of moments stilled, and the vast, immeasurable waves of shimmering white grew silent.
And in that silence, Xu Xi faintly glimpsed something deeper—something hidden within.
"Yes, Mentor."
Krisha nodded.
With a wave of her staff, she encased Xu Xi in a barrier to shield him from the distortions of time and space.
The others followed suit, ensuring he wouldn’t be lost in the endless sea of possibilities.
"Brother’s cycle is truly astonishing..."
"Indeed. I never imagined the master’s power could bring us to such a place."
As they journeyed forward,
they discussed the Sea of Possibilities.
Both Xu Xi and the five girls were struck with awe and disbelief at this all-encompassing edge of existence.
Light and shadow intertwined, caressing every inch of space.
As they drew closer,
crossing the colossal waves formed by countless temporal threads,
Xu Xi finally saw it—a faintly glowing white path, hidden behind the infinite strands.
"A path?"
Xu Xi was puzzled.
It was a sight utterly unremarkable to anyone who beheld it.
No grand decorations, no mystical features.
Just a dimly lit trail,
asserting its presence in the humblest way.
It stretched far beyond sight, its end invisible to both eyes and divine senses.
Xu Xi pondered.
Would walking this path reveal the truth of the simulator? Would it show him everything he sought to know?
He wasn’t sure.
Perhaps the path’s end held only peril and ruin.
"Master, we can go no further."
Just as Xu Xi hesitated,
Ailei’s voice pulled him back.
"No further?"
"Yes, Master. We... truly cannot advance another step," Ailei replied, her expression troubled.
The others shared her confusion.
Only then did Xu Xi realize—the seemingly close path was, in truth, impossible to approach.
His earlier dilemma had been pointless.
A path one couldn’t walk didn’t require judgment about its destination.
"To think we can’t even enter..." Xu Xi frowned, attempting once more to approach the path, only to fail again.
Then,
Xu Moli raised her blood-stained wooden sword.
With a slash capable of annihilating immortal realms, she struck at the path.
Yet it was futile.
"Not even Moli can break through?" Xu Xi mused.
A path so ordinary yet impervious to supreme power—such a trait reminded him only of the simulator.
Undoubtedly, this path was deeply connected to the Beautiful Life Simulator.
"Then how do we reach it?"
Xu Xi stared at the path.
Only three possibilities came to mind.
First, he hadn’t simulated enough times. Perhaps some condition remained unfulfilled to unlock access.
Second, a time restriction—entry might only be possible at a specific moment.
Third, a limitation of strength.
Each time he began a simulation,
as Xu Xi grew stronger, he saw more details of his journey into the simulated worlds.
Perhaps the path’s entry requirement was similarly tied to power.
"Great Sorcerer,"
"What should we do now?"
After repeated failures,
Servia and the others turned to Xu Xi.
He gazed at the path for a long while before finally shaking his head. "Let’s leave."
"Just like that, Great Sorcerer?"
"Yes. Since we can’t enter, there’s no point lingering."
Amid the dense, interwoven threads of time,
where waves surged and tides churned in a spectacle unseen by mortal eyes, Xu Xi’s voice was calm.
He saw clearly.
As an immortal, he had eternity ahead.
Now that he knew of this path’s existence,
sooner or later, he would find a way to step onto it.
"Alright, let’s go."
Xu Xi chuckled, flicking the forehead of the reluctant noblewoman.
"Understood, Master."
The noblewoman pouted but obediently stepped back, letting go of her fixation on the path.

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

] [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!"

igrating to the cultivation world for two hundred years, I've managed to lie low and reach the Nascent Soul stage. Only now does my golden finger arrive? ...