The XuanHuan simulation had come to an end.
Xu Xi's life.
The lives of the five girls.
Once again, they returned to the mundanity of Earth.
The witch watered the Dragonblood Grass in the courtyard, the mechanical maid researched new tonics, the younger sister studied techniques for the Collector's Cabinet ranking battles, while the noblewoman sparred with the hero.
On the third day after the simulation ended, Xu Xi sat by his bedroom window, quietly observing the spring scenery outside and the figures of the girls.
The window framed the sunlight like a painting.
Hazy, pale light fell upon the tip of his nose, illuminating his face.
Suddenly, Xu Xi laughed.
His laughter was bright, tinged with deep nostalgia.
"I remember when I first obtained the simulator—I was so disoriented, almost convinced I hadn't woken up yet."
"Yet in the blink of an eye, I'm nearly at the endgame now..."
"Though I still can't set foot on that path."
"But it's only a matter of time."
His gaze shifted sideways, landing on the no-longer-new Collector's Cabinet and the five supreme mementos within.
A look of reminiscence flashed across Xu Xi's face.
He remembered clearly—it was after the second simulation ended that he moved to this courtyard home and bought this cabinet.
Now, years had passed in the blink of an eye.
No.
If the simulation time was counted, it had been over a thousand years.
"Time is such a peculiar thing."
"It makes you yearn to move forward, yet reluctant to let it slip away."
Xu Xi slowly closed his eyes.
Letting the empty sunlight bathe his upper body, bringing warmth and a faint glow.
Meanwhile, sounds drifted in from outside the window—
A low, continuous rustling of leaves stirred by the wind.
Soft, whispering.
Time flowed.
The sounds transformed into blurred images in Xu Xi's mind, replaying everything he had experienced since obtaining the Life Simulator—and his hopes for the future.
This XuanHuan simulation had brought Xu Xi many benefits: the ultimate goal of the simulation, rapid growth in strength, and supreme companionship.
To be honest, Xu Xi now felt like he was living a retirement life.
"Brother, open your mouth."
A familiar voice came from above as a piece of unwrapped hard candy was pressed between his lips by slender fingers.
It was green apple flavored.
"Thanks, Mo Li."
Xu Xi opened his eyes just in time to meet his adorable sister's gaze.
A little later, Ailei gently pushed the door open, bringing Xu Xi his lunch.
"Master, would you like to eat first, or..."
The mechanical maid produced a new super-nutritious tonic from who-knows-where.
"...drink this first?"
"Uh..."
Xu Xi hesitated. He felt his body had been over-supplemented lately.
"Gulp, gulp."
"Gulp, gulp."
In the end, he didn’t refuse Ailei’s kindness, not wanting her efforts to go to waste.
The days that followed unfolded just as Xu Xi had imagined—
Peaceful.
Gentle.
A retirement-like existence as plain as water.
The simulations continued, but with the help of the five supreme beings, they were no longer as arduous as before—more like leisurely strolls or casual sightseeing.
Xu Xi knew that stepping onto that path wouldn’t happen overnight.
So, his simulation frequency remained steady.
He didn’t push himself or the girls to the brink out of desperation. Instead, he took it easy, day after day.
He observed Earth’s ascension.
Visited the busy Li Wanshou.
Checked in on Niu, who now had a happy family.
And then—there was the newly ascended demigod red dragon?
Earth, Huaxia, Capital Supernatural United Bureau.
Deep underground, in the Treasure Hall, mountains of gold and silver glittered under dazzling lights, surrounded by vibrant gemstones of every hue.
"Clatter! Clatter!"
Amidst the metallic cacophony, a colossal mythical creature slowly rose from the depths, bathed in scorching heat.
Thick limbs, half-spread wings—it was like a demon of hell wreathed in crimson flames.
As the dragon stretched, treasures cascaded down, and the golden mountains collapsed.
The crisp, rapid sounds resembled a sudden downpour, further amplifying the imposing aura of the fearsome figure.
"Heh heh... heh heh heh..."
A low, sinister chuckle echoed through the Treasure Hall, brimming with unrestrained excitement.
"At last."
"I have finally become a demigod!!!"
"From this day forth, I am the mighty Demigod Dragon, the supreme ruler of all realms!"
"World, bear witness to my glory!"
"I am the most exalted, the most noble, the most supreme, the most invincible—the one whose very name strikes fear into the heart of the Dragon Speaker!"
"[Rexanches Astarte Nesarion Akunologia Kakarogita]!"
"Kekeke!"
"Kekekeke!"
"Dragons shall never be slaves!!!"
The dragon’s fury burned fiercely as Rexanches laughed wildly, watching his sacred domain transform into the embryonic form of a divine kingdom.
One day, when this divine kingdom fully manifested, it would mark his ascension as a Dragon God.
"Then, I shall punch the Dragon Speaker and kick the Apocalypse Witch! The glory of dragonkind shall rise again!"
In the solitude of his underground domain, the red dragon’s laughter grew even more unrestrained.
But suddenly—
His massive draconic eyes widened.
"W-what’s happening?!"
His heart pounded violently as his body trembled uncontrollably. Instinct overtook reason, forcing him into a posture he couldn’t comprehend—prostrating, trembling, waiting in the dead silence.
Ridiculous!
I am the mighty Demigod Dragon, Rexanches!
Dragon pride flared as he gritted his teeth, struggling to rise again.
"I... I cannot fall here!"
"I have sworn upon the honor of dragonkind to defy the Dragon Speaker—"
Hummm—
Space rippled like a curtain being drawn aside.
The moment he saw that familiar face, all strength left the dragon’s body.
Tears welled up as he spoke the most honest words of his life:
"Blood donation!"
"I love donating blood!"
Xu Xi chuckled.
He had heard every word the dragon said earlier.
There was no anger—if anything, it was more like watching a pet show off.
"Alright, sit down."
"Yes, of course! Please, right this way!"
The dragon fawned obsequiously, gesturing for Xu Xi to take the seat of honor.
Obedient.
Docile.
And very practiced.
Xu Xi shook his head with a smile.
"Relax, I’m not here to do anything to you. I’m not even here for your blood this time."
"Then... why...?"
"To celebrate your breakthrough to demigod."
With that, Xu Xi retrieved a jar of immortal wine brimming with spiritual energy from his personal space.
He poured himself a small cup.
And an enormous one for the dragon.
"......!"
Rexanches froze as if struck by lightning.
He stared at the scene for a long, long time, seemingly moved.
"Th-thank you!"
The dragon drank it all in one gulp, exhilarated.
He quickly realized the wine’s potency—it was incredibly beneficial even for a demigod’s physique.
Curious, he asked what kind of wine it was.
"Nothing special, just medicinal wine brewed with True Dragon Immortality Elixir," Xu Xi replied.
True... Dragon?
Rexanches blinked.
Ah...
In this world, there probably isn’t a bar that serves drinks brewed with a red dragon… right? Probably not.
A cup of warm, genuine dragon-infused medicinal wine slid down his throat.
The red dragon’s heart grew cold.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
