Outstanding looks.
A pure and kind-hearted nature.
An elegant demeanor.
In the eyes of most, Servia was the very image of a perfect hero—mature and steady.
Yet, despite her perfection, she often revealed a childlike smile in front of Xu Xi.
"Lord Sorcerer, listen to this."
The young woman's footsteps were light as the wind.
She trotted up to Xu Xi, eager to share her joy.
"The creed of the Clawfeil family has finally been revised!"
"From now on, I can..."
Her words abruptly stopped.
Blushing, she covered her mouth, unwilling to continue.
"Can what?" Xu Xi asked, puzzled.
But Servia refused to elaborate, merely smiling as she wrapped her arms around Xu Xi's and led him to see the newly cultivated dragon's blood mushrooms.
They were located in a shaded corner of the courtyard.
"Servia, where did you get the dragon's blood?"
"Lady Krisha gave it to me," the hero replied after a moment's thought. "She said there's plenty more in the storehouse if we need it."
"..."
The wind lazily rustled the leaves, casting dappled shadows. Xu Xi stared at the rows of crimson, azure, and platinum mushrooms, falling into a long silence.
"Perhaps I should send Little Red and the others some supplements."
Most of the time,
Xu Xi stayed in Yanshan City, accompanied by five young women.
Sometimes cooking, sometimes strolling through the streets, sometimes tending to flowers or fishing in the courtyard.
But every so often,
Xu Xi would leave Yanshan City for a while.
To observe Earth's ascension and visit other acquaintances.
"Niu, have you prepared everything for the child?"
On the outskirts of Yanshan City,
under a sky of blue and white clouds, with the autumn breeze blowing, Xu Xi and Niu sat atop a large rock, gazing at the increasingly lively New Qingniu Town in the distance.
This land, far from the city,
had been specially allocated to the people of the Martial World.
They were content here, building peaceful lives.
Among them, young Niu had even started a family, welcoming his first child under the hopeful gazes of many.
"All set, Brother Xu," the simple-minded man scratched his head. "With Ma and Cui Er helping, I didn’t have to worry much."
As he spoke,
his eyes began to shine.
He eagerly invited Xu Xi to attend the child's celebration feast.
"Full Moon Chew?"
"Slow Leap Wine?"
Niu stumbled over the name of the feast, his brows and features scrunching together in concentration.
"Niu, you mean the Full Moon Banquet, right?" Xu Xi chuckled.
"Ah, right! Brother Xu’s always so sharp!" Under the sunlight, the honest man’s face beamed with joy.
"It’s my kid’s Full Moon Banquet!"
Niu’s voice was brimming with excitement.
This wasn’t just his child’s celebration—it was his own as well.
Those who struggled with hunger in the past
had no extra grain to spare for such feasts.
So, when Niu was young, he never had one.
But he bore no regrets.
His smile was pure, brimming with happiness.
He told Xu Xi that he was borrowing his child’s occasion, killing two birds with one stone—fulfilling his own childhood dream in the process.
"Brother Xu, ain’t I clever?"
One banquet, two purposes.
Niu thought himself a genius.
But feeling clever wasn’t enough—he wanted Xu Xi’s approval too.
"Yes, very clever."
Xu Xi smiled, his eyes warm.
He watched as
Niu instantly straightened his posture, puffing up like an inflated balloon or a sun-darkened iron tower, straining to maintain an air of "brilliance."
Except, the honest man, overjoyed by the praise,
had forgotten one thing.
Cleverness wasn’t something you could embody physically.
No matter how rigidly he sat or how high he lifted his chin, it wouldn’t make him look any "smarter."
Before parting ways with Niu,
Xu Xi confirmed the date for the Full Moon Banquet.
Then, as an afterthought, he asked, "Niu, what’s the child’s name?"
Niu scratched his head again. "I couldn’t think of one. Brother Xu, why don’t you pick?"
Xu Xi laughed.
Mulling it over briefly, he suggested a few names for Niu to take back and discuss with his family.
Xu Xi prepared to deliver supplements to the red dragon.
The dragon’s blood grass, dragon’s blood mushrooms, and dragon’s blood meteor flowers in the courtyard
had been thriving lately.
Undoubtedly,
Rex Santos was the one to thank.
In both principle and sentiment, Xu Xi couldn’t neglect him.
Besides, once he reached the capital, he could also catch up with his master, Li Wanshou.
"Riiip—"
Space tore open,
bridging the distance between two places.
As Xu Xi manipulated the laws of reality and stepped into the rift, his figure vanished from Yanshan City and reappeared in the distant capital in an instant.
Even with Earth’s ascension reinforcing the fabric of space,
to Xu Xi,
it remained as fragile as paper.
"I’ll visit Master first," Xu Xi mused, hovering above the capital as he surveyed the city below.
Towers rose in layers, skyscrapers stood tall.
Dragons soared through the skies, while cultivators rode flying swords.
The convergence of cultivation systems from myriad realms and futuristic sci-fi marvels made the capital even more prosperous—a testament to Earth’s status as the mystical heart of the multiverse.
Xu Xi first glanced at the Capital Supernatural United Bureau,
then at the Heavenly Sword Sect’s mountain gate.
"Meditating in the sect, is he?" With another step, Xu Xi bypassed Li Wanshou’s immortal-grade formations, effortlessly entering the deepest reaches of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
A babbling brook, an aura of immortal energy.
A gaunt figure practiced swordplay alone.
One man, one sword, one world.
The swordlight split into countless streaks, only to merge back into one, vanishing as the blade returned to its sheath.
"Master."
Seeing the old man turn, Xu Xi smiled and produced two tins of fresh tea.
"I’ve brought a small gift for you."
With that,
he stepped forward,
settling into a lakeside pavilion where he brewed a pot of hot tea for Li Wanshou.
"Hmph, you rascal—when will you finally settle down and take over as sect leader?" the old man grumbled, glaring at Xu Xi with mock severity.
He went on about expansion, glory, and the beauty of master and disciple ruling side by side.
To this, Xu Xi responded with practiced ease, "Next time, definitely next time."
"Get out of here, you disrespectful brat!"
Li Wanshou laughed and scolded, lifting the cup of spirit-rich tea to his lips. He sipped slowly, savoring the flavor.
The aroma was rich, the taste mellow.
The soothing warmth lifted the old man’s mood considerably.
"You always do this," he sighed.
"No matter how nicely I ask, you refuse to take the position. Ah, this old man’s bones ache from all the work."
Though pleased with the tea,
it didn’t stop him from lecturing.
His dreams of expansion remained unshaken.
"You know I’ve no interest in such things," Xu Xi said, shaking his head as he refilled Li Wanshou’s cup.
The two sat in the lakeside pavilion, discussing Earth’s changes and the future as the breeze whispered past.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.
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)
