【Simulation Year 10, Age 25】
【You dominate all the prodigies of this era. Some speculate that only the descendants of Great Emperors might stand a chance against you.】
【Simulation Year 11, Age 26】
【Your might spreads across the Five Domains of Tianxuan.】
【An Emperor’s descendant emerges from seclusion and challenges you. That day, a fragment of the Central Continent shatters under the force of your battle.】
【"So what if we sink the Central Continent!"】
【Distant onlookers hear the Emperor’s descendant’s furious cry.】
【Yet in the end, victory is still yours.】
【Simulation Year 12, Age 27】
【After five years of relentless effort, under the stunned gazes of countless onlookers, you break through from the Severing Dao realm to the Sage realm.】
【You bathe in the divine lightning of the Heavenly Tribulation, emerging unscathed. Instead, you absorb its power, forging it into a new divine phenomenon of your own.】
【Peerless and invincible, your majesty shakes the world.】
【The people of the Central Continent fall into stunned silence. After a long pause, someone describes your ascension thus:】
【"At the end of the Emperor’s Path, who stands supreme? Behold Xu Xi, and all paths fade to nothing!"】
【Simulation Year 13, Age 28】
【Approaching thirty, your Heavenly Fate Body undergoes another transformation, absorbing your destiny, Dao principles, and past to become the one and only Heavenly Fate Indestructible Body.】
【Breaking through from the Sage realm to the Emperor realm is a feat no easier than scaling the heavens.】
【But as you gaze upon your Heavenly Fate Indestructible Body and the girls by your side, you find it not so daunting.】
【Given time,】
【you are confident of reaching the Emperor realm.】
...
The Great Emperors of antiquity.
In the realm hierarchy of Tianxuan, this is a title of immense weight.
Powerful.
Immortal.
Supreme over an era.
They are the mightiest beings revered by all races.
Yet for Xu Xi, attaining the Great Emperor realm is an inevitability.
Heaven’s Chosen (Red): You are the world’s favored child, blessed with unparalleled comprehension, talent, physique, and destiny. The heavens have ordained you as its protagonist, destined to reach the pinnacle of the world.
Tianxuan Realm · Central Continent.
A secluded valley.
Xu Xi summoned the simulation panel, his eyes lingering on the crimson descriptor as he mused.
"Can’t deny it—red descriptors are overpowered."
"In just thirteen years, I’ve reached the Sage realm, second only to the Emperor realm in Tianxuan."
"But..."
"According to the description of ‘Heaven’s Chosen,’ this cheat-like effect seems limited to Tianxuan. Beyond this, I’ll have to rely on myself."
Xu Xi murmured to himself, unfazed.
Nothing in this world was ever perfect.
If he could truly ascend to the highest realm in an instant, he’d suspect he’d fallen into some grand illusion.
"Regardless, this simulation’s rewards are already substantial."
"My strength, divine phenomena, divine abilities, and physique are all maxed out."
"For me, breaking through to the Emperor realm is only a matter of time. There’s no need to rush."
Xu Xi rose to his feet.
He walked deeper into the valley.
"The weather today seems rather nice..."
The glaring sunlight pierced through the valley’s mist, scattering its rays and casting a hazy glow.
Xu Xi raised his thumb and forefinger,
pinching a wind-borne leaf with just the right amount of force.
"What do you think, Servia?"
He glanced back.
A platinum-haired knight followed closely behind him, ever dutiful in her guardianship.
Her hair shimmered like liquid gold, cascading down her back like a sunlit waterfall, rippling with every movement.
Beautiful.
And serene.
"I agree, Lord Sorcerer," Servia quickened her pace to walk beside him.
Her voice was gentle, though her expression remained solemn.
"Servia, you can relax a little. This isn’t Earth—I won’t truly die here."
"...Understood."
Xu Xi noticed the hero’s tension.
He chuckled.
Reaching out, he playfully pinched her cheeks.
Then he turned his gaze skyward, watching as a flock of birds took flight from the distant treetops, their wings glinting in the sunlight.
His fingers loosened.
The leaf spiraled away,
joining the countless others dancing in the wind, creating a mesmerizing spectacle.
The breeze brushed against his face, carrying a faint chill.
"Servia."
"Yes, I’m here."
"I’m sorry to drag you into this so soon after reuniting."
The hero blinked.
Then, her expression softened—nostalgic, content.
"Lord Sorcerer, you truly haven’t changed at all."
"Even when you’ve done nothing wrong, you always feel like you haven’t done enough."
Servia clasped her hands behind her back, fingers fidgeting as she kicked at the ground.
"Actually..."
She paused.
"You don’t owe me an apology. If anything, my debt to you is far greater."
"And—"
"Lord Sorcerer," she suddenly lifted her head, her emerald-green eyes gleaming like precious gems, brimming with warmth.
"I love it here."
"Even if it’s not the world I know."
"Being able to adventure with you again... it makes me truly happy."
"The sun here is bright, the flowers vibrant. No one lingers in death, restless and unfulfilled. An adventure like this—I love it."
"I love adventuring with you, Lord Sorcerer."
Her words were resolute.
Laced with devotion, reliance, and pure, unadulterated joy.
"Is that so...? Then I’m relieved."
Xu Xi studied Servia’s face.
Familiar features stirred memories of their shared past.
With a fond smile, he ruffled her hair, smoothing the wind-tousled platinum locks.
Debts and such—
Xu Xi paid them no mind.
He’d never expected Servia to repay him.
Yet the hero thought otherwise.
Guilt-ridden, she offered her body, soul, and everything she was—should he ever wish to study her Supreme-tier existence.
"No need for that, Servia. Your sincerity is more than enough," Xu Xi reassured her with a smile.
Speaking of which...
Had the valley’s temperature just plummeted?
【Simulation Year 14, Age 29】
【As one of the rare Sage-realm experts, your fame in Tianxuan soars. Divine maidens and holy maidens cast longing glances your way.】
【Before long, rumors of your past engagement resurface, spreading like wildfire across Tianxuan.】
【The world knows you have a fiancée.】
【Wu Yingxue once again solemnly vows to hunt down the rumor-mongers.】
【Simulation Year 15, Age 30】
【Your cultivation grows even more profound. Wherever you go, all races shrink back in fear. Yet you remain humble.】
【You know too well—the Sage realm is but the beginning.】
【To break through your bottleneck, you venture into the outer cosmos, clashing with true-blooded divine beasts and even quasi-Emperor-tier foes.】
] [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!"
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?"
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.”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
