“Did the simulation not end?”
It was unexpected.
Xu Xi had assumed that under the impact of the supreme power, this simulation would come to a close.
Yet, when he emerged from the Sea of Possibilities,
freeing himself from that eternal silence,
he was astonished to find that the simulation of Tianxuan Realm was still ongoing—and the three red traits remained intact.
“In that case…”
Xu Xi pondered.
He decided to continue the Xuanhuan-themed simulation.
The three red traits were exceedingly rare. Since the simulations began, this was the first time he had such an overwhelmingly favorable start.
Abandoning it now would be far too wasteful.
Upon returning to Tianxuan Realm, Xu Xi shared his thoughts and asked the five girls for their opinions. Unanimously, they declared they would stay by his side.
Spring sunlight bathed the land,
and a cool breeze swept across the plains.
Xu Xi reached out, catching a beam of sunlight, his smile gentle. “Thank you.”
As he gazed at the five supreme beings before him and the "Chosen Protagonist" trait on the simulator panel, an idea suddenly surfaced in his mind: Speedrunning Xuanhuan.
In most Xuanhuan novels,
the protagonist reaches the finale by the age of forty or fifty.
In worlds with grander scales, it might extend to a thousand or even ten thousand years.
“I have the ordained fate of a protagonist, along with the support of Xu Moli and the others. Wouldn’t a speedrun be justified?”
[Simulation Year 4, Age 19]
[You, brimming with ambition, resolve to complete all protagonist arcs in the shortest time and reach the final ending.]
[Xu Moli, Krisha, Wu Yingxue, Ailei, Servia]
[The five supreme beings stand as your unshakable pillars, rendering you fearless.]
[That same year, you train relentlessly.]
[Comprehending the workings of heaven and earth, mastering the Myriad Phenomena Heart Technique, and cultivating the supreme arts crafted for you, you glimpse the path forward to the Tianxuan Realm.]
[Simulation Year 5, Age 20]
[Your cultivation breaks through, achieving the strength of a Tianxuan Realm expert at the tender age of twenty.]
The Tianxuan Realm, also known as the Phenomenon Realm,
is a stage where—
whether human cultivators or ancient descendants—
all manifest an inner phenomenon, capable of both offense and defense.
Ancient records tell of a human emperor with the Solar Saint Body,
whose phenomenon manifested as nine blazing suns scorching the heavens and boiling the seas.
Another legend speaks of a peerless genius from the Sky Roc Clan,
whose Tianxuan phenomenon took the form of a golden roc devouring a dragon.
Thus,
Xu Xi was curious.
What would his phenomenon be?
“My life has been walking on thin ice—now, break through!!!”
Boom! Boom!
The heavens and earth convulsed, mountains trembled.
Thunderbolts rained from the sky, shrouding the world in oppressive darkness.
Then, countless phenomena erupted in frenzy—
Immortals bleeding,
deities perishing,
demons annihilated,
civilizations crumbling,
and the underworld collapsing.
“Such… such a terrifying phenomenon! Who is this youth?!”
“That’s Xu Xi, the Wu family’s son-in-law!”
“What?! This boy is monstrous! Such overwhelming killing intent!”
“Hiss~~~”
For miles around, Xu Xi’s phenomenon dominated.
Enveloping the sun and moon, blanketing the mountains,
gods and demons fell, heaven and earth trembled.
Powerhouses across the Eastern Wastelands were stunned, collectively gasping in shock and exclaiming, “Monstrous indeed!”
Xu Xi, however, wore a complicated expression.
Staring at the phenomena in the sky, he fell into prolonged silence.
He had a rough idea where these visions came from—they were all too familiar, eerily reminiscent of the fishing incident.
“Well, so be it.”
Xu Xi sighed.
He chose to accept the goodwill of the supreme beings.
…
[Your protagonist’s journey grows ever smoother.]
[You successfully manifest a grand phenomenon unique to you in the Tianxuan Realm, shocking all sacred sects and clans across the Eastern Wastelands.]
[The world marvels at your achievements.]
[No one dares call you ‘trash’ anymore.]
[As your phenomenon brims with killing intent, destruction, and annihilation, many believe you have the makings of an emperor, dubbing you ‘Xu the Hidden Dragon.’]
[Back in Cangwu City, where you once lived, many proudly claim to have once associated with you.]
[“I always said my friend Xu Xi had the potential of an emperor!”]
[Such words spread far and wide. When you hear them, you can only shake your head with a wry smile.]
[Simulation Year 6, Age 21]
[Your fame spreads further.]
“This one is the current Holy Son of the Taiyi Sacred Land, a mere youth yet already at the Severing Dao Realm. I fear Xu Xi is in trouble!”
“Severing Dao?! Fate is cruel—no one can save Xu the Hidden Dragon now!”
“What?! The Taiyi Holy Son is no match for Xu Xi! He’s resorting to a Saint’s divine weapon!”
“The Saint’s divine weapon was shattered in his bare hand!”
Xu Xi stood tall in the sky,
his phenomenon unfolding—
endless corpses of gods and demons rained down, piling into mountains of blood,
as he clenched his fist and unleashed a thunderous strike that shook the nine heavens and the nine netherworlds.
Immortal, divine, martial, witch—
the accumulated essence of all four transcendent systems converged into a single punch,
calmly obliterating everything before him.
The so-called Taiyi Holy Son coughed blood and was sent flying.
Unsurprisingly, the onlookers erupted in gasps once more.
“Guess this is the protagonist trait at work—these shocked spectators never miss a scene,” Xu Xi muttered, withdrawing his fist and glancing at the crowd of human and non-human cultivators.
His expression was one of resignation.
In a way, this was an unavoidable trope of Xuanhuan.
…
[Simulation Year 7, Age 22]
[Your power grows increasingly terrifying. As a peak Tianxuan cultivator, you begin sensing the faint whispers of the Severing Dao Realm.]
[You single-handedly battle three thousand prodigies.]
[With two palms, you topple sacred lands and noble clans.]
[Amid endless combat, you break through to the Severing Dao Realm.]
[The moment you ascend, you slay an ancient desolate flood dragon barehanded—shocking countless onlookers yet again.]
[A sacred land attempts to recruit you, but you refuse without hesitation.]
[Some non-human clans see you as a threat and plot against you.]
[One day, a Saint Realm expert ambushes you. Just as everyone assumes your doom, five divine lights erupt from your body, instantly slaying the Saint.]
[In a blink, a Saint falls.]
[The crowd inhales sharply once more.]
[One brave soul dares to ask how you killed the Saint.]
[“In all my life, Xu Xi has never needed to explain his actions to anyone!”]
[With this classic web novel line and an intentionally aloof demeanor, you send all would-be pests scurrying away in defeat.]
…
[Simulation Year 8, Age 23]
[The ‘Chosen Protagonist’ trait remains active…]
[Xu Moli prepares an Emperor-grade Golden Elixir for you.]
[Krisha gifts you the True Dragon’s Immortality Elixir.]
[Wu Yingxue offers Phoenix Essence Blood.]
[Ailei provides cultivation techniques and divine abilities.]
[Servia bestows upon you an Emperor’s weapon.]
[Despite being only at the Severing Dao Realm, you stare at these treasures, lost in thought.]
[In the end, you accept the girls’ generosity, diligently working to ‘eat soft rice’ and striving for the Emperor Realm as soon as possible.]
[Simulation Year 9, Age 24]
[You and the five girls leave the Eastern Wastelands, teleporting to the Central Continent—the most powerful region.]
[Your arrival is like a pebble dropped into still water, shattering the peace of the Central Continent’s cultivation world.]
[Prodigies challenge you; non-human clans scheme against you.]
[Through trials of blood and fire, you grow stronger with every battle.]

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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

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?"