He fled, it pursued.
He had no escape, even with wings.
Like an arrow piercing through clouds,
the truck roared with a deep, explosive growl, charging forward with wild abandon.
A flash of crimson streaked past,
leaving behind lingering traces in the air.
"BOOM!!!"
The steel behemoth smashed through a house, sending dust and debris flying as it shattered swathes of space-time, slamming into a figure within.
The truck's momentum didn't falter.
It continued at its terrifying speed, barreling toward the next point in time.
Neither its exterior
nor its interior
showed even the slightest scratch from the collision.
"Feels like my mood has lightened quite a bit," Xu Xi murmured from the driver's seat, watching the overlapping layers of time rush past with a faint smile.
This was a dark, abyssal [path].
Leading to the past.
Connecting to the future.
An empty void, yet as the heavy-duty truck sped through, an invisible road unfurled beneath it.
"Are you happy, Great Sorcerer?" Servia, seated behind him, asked curiously about Xu Xi's mood.
"Less 'happy,' more 'sharing joy,'" Xu Xi replied.
He raised a hand and lightly tapped the truck's dashboard. After a brief tremor, the entire vehicle turned semi-transparent.
Now, from inside,
they could fully admire the scenery outside—
the leaping, sprinting fragments of time, memories of Xu Xi and Xu Moli's first simulation.
"Brother, let me lean on you."
Xu Moli paid no mind to the shifting world outside, simply nestling comfortably against Xu Xi, resting at ease.
She no longer dwelled on the past.
She only wanted to seize the present and the future.
Inside the spacious cabin, as wide as an ordinary room, the girls each busied themselves—some brewing tea, others finding excuses to snuggle against Xu Xi, and some staring blankly at the fleeting reflections of time outside.
"Sir, if your cycle had no rewards, would you still make the same choices?"
Wu Yingxue pressed against the window,
sticking her head out to watch the scenes where Xu Xi saved Xu Moli.
Blood boiled, flesh mixed with dirt, and the brutal rending of flesh painted a tragic picture.
Before Xu Xi could answer,
the princess suddenly grinned, answering her own question:
"Hmm, I think you would. After all, you're the biggest, silliest fool~~"
Xu Xi froze.
The other girls burst into laughter, unanimously agreeing.
"True."
"Agreed."
"Seconded."
The peerless beings had reached a consensus.
Xu Xi sighed. "We're already married. Can't you spare me some dignity?"
"Don't worry, Master. Ailei will spare you dignity... next time at night," the loyal mechanized maid said solemnly.
Xu Xi fell silent, opting to change the subject.
Vroom—
Vroom—
The truck accelerated, its massive front plowing through the resistance of space-time, charging straight ahead despite the warped layers.
The splintering fragments of light painted Xu Xi's face in shifting hues.
After a moment,
he posed a question:
"There's so much time ahead in the future."
"Moli, Krisha, Yingxue, Ailei, Servia."
"Have you thought about what you'd like to do?"
Even setting aside their supreme cultivation, the lifespans of ordinary immortals were vast. In the endless stretch of time, they needed something to occupy themselves.
Xu Xi was curious—what did the girls have in mind?
The witch tilted her head blankly before raising her hand. "Mentor, I want to open a dragon ranch."
Xu Xi nodded. "A fine idea, Krisha."
Though slightly eccentric, Krisha rarely expressed desires, so Xu Xi naturally supported her fully.
One by one, the others shared their dreams.
"Brother, I want to learn candy-making."
"You can, but Moli, don’t I already make candy for you?"
"It’s different. This time, I’ll make it for you."
...
"I want to open a barbecue shop. I already have a name—[Supreme Barbecue That Stands Above All]."
"Yingxue, isn’t that a bit too bold?"
"Not at all! Sir, you have to trust my grilling skills!"
...
"Master, I wish to research more dishes and improve the effects of my tonic soups."
"Uh... sure."
The mechanized maid remained fixated on tonics.
She no longer needed 36 Strategies for Love, but its advice—especially about kidney health—was etched into Ailei’s memory.
...
"Great Sorcerer, I have no grand ambitions beyond staying with you and practicing my swordplay."
"Oh, wait."
"Maybe I could plant an orchard in the courtyard?"
Servia clapped her hands, deciding to grow fruit trees for future roasting.
Five girls.
Five dreams.
Xu Xi listened patiently to each, smiling softly.
The hardships of the past now felt like fleeting breezes, brushing past his cheeks and vanishing without a trace. All that remained was serene tranquility.
This was nice.
This life—truly nice.
As Xu Xi envisioned the future, his smile deepened.
"If the candy I make tastes awful, you can’t complain, Brother."
"Of course not."
In truth, faced with truly terrible food, Xu Xi rarely criticized—he’d only offer gentle suggestions.
Vroom—
Vroom—
The truck’s increasing speed cut their conversation short.
Xu Xi looked ahead through the windshield. The fragments of their cultivation-world simulation receded like a tide, replaced by the radiant glow of a new magic-based realm.
In the distance,
he could already see
a figure hiding inside a rain-drenched house.
"How naive, thinking you’re safe just by hiding inside."
Xu Xi commanded the crimson truck once more:
"Great Fortune, execute a maximum-power drift collision!"
HONK!!!
The furious blare of the horn tore through the rain.
The heavy-duty truck transformed into lightning, into light, its tires screeching against the wet road as it smashed toward the figure inside.
"CRACK."
With the crisp sound of shattering space-time,
Great Fortune secured its second strike.
Impact.
Roar.
Chaos.
Space-time churned like boiling water, thrown into disarray.
The crimson truck charged onward, hurtling toward the martial-arts node of their third simulation, its speed growing ever more terrifying—a myth eternally traversing worlds.
"Sir! Sir!"
Wu Yingxue squeezed past Xu Moli, pushing her way to Xu Xi’s side.
Eyes gleaming with excitement, she volunteered:
"Let me try this time! Please!"
"Sure," Xu Xi agreed, then glanced at the others. "Krisha, any of you want a turn?"
They shook their heads.
Aside from the restless princess, none were interested in piloting Great Fortune.
"Then it’s all yours, Yingxue."
"Mm!"
Xu Xi yielded the driver’s seat.
Wu Yingxue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and when they reopened, they blazed with determination.
Her right fist drew back, gathering power.
"Behold—
Cosmic Extremity: Divine-Demon Annihilation: Six Paths Reincarnation Supreme Tyrant Fist!"
"HYAH!!!"
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.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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!
