Xu Xi returned to Earth alone.
The princess had decided to stay in the martial world to learn some post-marriage etiquette and knowledge.
"With Ying Xue's personality, can she really calm down and learn anything?"
Dappled light, the size of a coin, filtered through the gaps in the treetops, gently brushing past Xu Xi's cheek and landing on the asphalt road.
Xu Xi turned around.
He looked towards the empty space behind him.
His thoughts gradually drifted away.
It was an ordinary summer, so ordinary that people's lives remained unchanged, and the hands of fate had not shifted their course.
The sky was clear, the sun was bright, and tranquility and harmony unfolded before Xu Xi's eyes, yet his heart was stirred by the ripples of the impending wedding.
He had prepared everything.
Yet the rustling sound of the wind passing through the leaves seemed to remind him.
Xu Xi wasn't as calm as he thought.
"Let's head back to the courtyard first. Once Servia is ready, I'll need to visit again."
He pushed open the gate.
Walked along the path.
The summer sun had baked every inch of the courtyard's land to a scorching temperature.
As Xu Xi entered the courtyard, the first thing he saw was the witch holding a magnifying glass, observing the dragon blood grass with a focused and indifferent expression, nodding occasionally.
"You're back, Mentor."
Noticing Xu Xi's approach, Krisha lifted her head from the plants.
She still held the magnifying glass in her hand.
The lens aligned with her eye.
From Xu Xi's perspective, Krisha's eyes were magnified by the lens, their clear and beautiful color blinking calmly, like the reflection of a lake in the sky.
"Yes, I'm back, Krisha."
"What are you doing with the magnifying glass?"
Xu Xi walked up to Krisha, observing the witch with a calm expression, her gray-silver hair fluttering in the wind as she held up the magnifying glass to examine the leaves of the dragon blood grass.
"I'm trying to increase the yield of the dragon blood grass."
Krisha answered truthfully.
Her gray-silver hair draped over her neck and shoulders, resembling overlapping ripples of water, covering the sea-blue necklace on her chest.
She paused slightly before continuing, "I think if we can increase the yield of the dragon blood grass, we can weave plenty of decorations for the wedding."
The witch had a particular fondness for the dragon blood grass series.
And she was passionate about cultivating it herself.
If she were to use supreme power, she could create a large quantity of dragon blood grass in an instant, but the witch was unwilling to do so.
"That method lacks soul, Mentor."
Krisha Christina said as much.
Looking at the earnest face of the girl, Xu Xi recalled the distant red dragon in the capital and decided to say a few words on its behalf.
"Krisha."
"Yes, Mentor."
"Regarding the dragon blood grass, there's no need to be too concerned. It's merely a decoration and won't affect the wedding."
"...You're right."
Krisha tilted her head, put away the magnifying glass, and quietly stood beside Xu Xi.
Walking together.
Returning to the house with Xu Xi.
"Have you met Miss Ying Xue's parents, Mentor?"
"Yes, we had a pleasant conversation."
"Is that so... that's good."
The princess's secretive "elopement" had not gone unnoticed.
In fact.
Aside from Servia, who had returned to the wizard world, the other supreme beings noticed the princess's little actions.
The reason they didn't intervene was quite legitimate.
With the wedding approaching, a son-in-law visiting his future in-laws and delivering wedding invitations is something beyond reproach.
"Mentor."
As she passed the kitchen.
Krisha paused.
Her delicate face turned slightly, her gaze fixed on the kitchen table: "Are you hungry?"
Following the witch's line of sight, Xu Xi saw several dishes prepared on the table, along with a pot of Ailei's nourishing soup.
The rich broth covered the surface of the dishes.
It emitted an enticing aroma.
Truth be told, Xu Xi wasn't hungry, having been lavishly entertained at the Wu family.
"…," however, when faced with Krisha's eyes, words of refusal wouldn't come out.
Expectation and anticipation.
Were contained within those eyes.
Silent, yet intense.
"I am a bit hungry, Krisha," Xu Xi replied.
"I'll prepare it for you right away," the witch's smile flickered, the curve at the corner of her mouth disappearing so quickly it made one doubt whether it was just an illusion.
She swiftly.
Removed the time magic from the dishes for Xu Xi.
Restoring them to their freshly cooked, optimal temperature.
"Thank you, Krisha," Xu Xi extended his palm, rubbing the top of the witch's head, a gesture that brought her the most comfort.
Seated, holding chopsticks.
Xu Xi savored the delicious meal, while Krisha sat quietly beside him, her hands folded neatly on her lap, looking calm and obedient.
From time to time.
The two discussed the details of the wedding arrangements.
Most issues had already been settled; now they were merely confirming the final details.
"Krisha."
"Your mother, aren't you planning to invite her?"
At the dining table, Xu Xi scooped up a shrimp with a spoon, offering it to the witch sitting beside him.
Ah-woo—
The witch opened her mouth expressionlessly and swallowed.
Afterwards, she politely wiped her lips with a white napkin: "Thank you for your concern, but my mother has already entered the cycle of reincarnation, and I respect her choice."
Memories flickered like a hazy light.
In Krisha's mind.
Finally, the blurred images crystallized into clear scenes. At the moment she became a supreme deity, while trying to resurrect Xu Xi, the witch also attempted to bring back her biological mother.
Naturally.
This attempt succeeded.
The succubus escaped the fate of death, appearing before Krisha once more in perfect form.
However, at that time, the succubus did not show much excitement.
Her past experiences of imprisonment and torture had led her to view life and death indifferently, wishing only to forget her memories and enter the cycle of reincarnation, to begin a new life in an unknown future.
"Krisha."
Before reincarnation, she called her daughter's name.
"You and I are different."
"Go and seize it bravely, in the way of the demon race."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
