Xu Moli's mood had improved significantly.
It was a sudden and subtle change.
Xu Xi, unsure of the reason behind this shift, decided to ask.
"What's the matter, Moli?"
"Nothing much. It's just that reuniting with my elder brother fills me with joy."
The girl's eyes sparkled with a smile, and under the sunlight streaming through the window, her usually cold demeanor softened, revealing a hint of the adorable and innocent charm she had as a child.
Though it was fleeting, though it lasted only a moment.
She quickly returned to her usual composed and ethereal fairy-like appearance.
Meanwhile, the kitchen in the courtyard was eerily quiet. The witch was silently using her temporal authority to halt the passage of time for the hot tea and pastries, sitting still as she gazed at Xu Xi's door.
She wanted to ensure that everything would be delivered to her mentor in the most perfect state at the right moment.
...
"Moli, could you tell me what you've been through after the great battle at the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
In the bedroom, bathed in the warm, slanting light, Xu Xi posed the question to Xu Moli.
Xu Xi had already gotten a rough idea of his younger sister's exploits in the cultivation world from Li Wanshou.
But such matters were always better heard from the person who experienced them firsthand.
Xu Xi was curious.
After the first simulation ended, how did his sister go from being an ordinary cultivator to cutting a swath through the Immortal Realm? How did she grow so powerful that even her tears became something extraordinary?
"Elder brother, if you wish to know, Moli will tell you everything."
Xu Moli nodded gently and began recounting the series of events that followed the demonic cultivators' invasion of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Leaving the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Hunting down all the demonic cultivators in the cultivation world.
Gathering rare treasures and creating her own divine techniques.
Xu Moli's tone was calm, and her account closely matched the information Li Wanshou had provided, though with more details and a stronger sense of immersion.
At this point, Xu Xi's expression remained relatively composed.
But as his sister began recounting her experiences in the Immortal Realm, Xu Xi's eyes gradually widened, and his mind filled with questions.
Breaking into the Immortal Realm before even reaching the Immortal stage, engaging in a battle with the Gatekeeper Immortal without being at a disadvantage?
After achieving the status of a True Immortal, being able to retreat calmly even when facing the Immortal Emperor?
Ah.
Is my sister really this formidable?
Xu Xi was utterly bewildered. He had never imagined that someone could rival Krisha's overwhelmingly impressive feats.
And that someone was his own sister.
"Unheard of."
"Retreating from the Immortal Emperor's grasp without being at a disadvantage, right after becoming an Immortal?"
"Is this for real?"
Ah? Ah? Ah?
Xu Xi's face appeared calm, but his mind was in turmoil, overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of his sister's achievements.
Xu Xi had not yet ascended to immortality, so his understanding of the power of Immortals was limited.
But that didn't matter.
Xu Xi knew the Immortal Emperor's strength and majesty.
The Immortal Emperor stood at the pinnacle of the entire Immortal Realm, ruling over the myriad worlds and exerting supreme authority over all.
Yet, this peerless genius, a being who would be an unrivaled overlord in any world, had been forced into a stalemate by his own sister...
"This is truly unbelievable."
Xu Xi silently opened the candy jar.
He popped a candy into his mouth to calm his nerves.
But his sister's story was far from over. The information that followed was even more staggering, and the impact was even greater.
"The Immortal Pill that the teacher found—was that something you secretly sent over?"
"The Immortal Realm being split apart—was that your doing, to elevate Earth's status?"
"From the very beginning, there was no so-called mastermind behind the scenes, or rather, the mastermind was you?"
"The Immortal Emperor's fall—was that also your doing?!"
Crack—
In his shock, Xu Xi bit down hard on the candy, shattering it into pieces that scattered inside his mouth.
The flood of information was so overwhelming that Xu Xi didn't know whether to first comment on Li Wanshou's so-called luck or to marvel at his sister's godlike power.
Good news: Li Wanshou's ascension to immortality was thanks to his sister.
Bad news: The Immortal Realm life Li Wanshou had yet to experience was destroyed by his sister.
"This is really..."
"Well, how should I put it? It's a bit dizzying."
Xu Xi took a deep breath.
He rubbed his throbbing temples with his index finger.
Perhaps because he had recently been shocked by Krisha's exploits, Xu Xi quickly came to terms with his sister's actions.
Slaying the Immortal Emperor was outrageous.
Destroying the Immortal Realm was absurd.
But in the dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, it wasn't entirely incomprehensible.
The so-called Immortal Realm, at its core, was merely a higher-level cultivation world. Destroying it wouldn't affect much, nor would it sever the path to immortality.
In comparison, Xu Xi was more concerned about something else.
"Moli, when you destroyed those smaller worlds to elevate Earth, you didn't harm too many lives, did you?"
"Of course not, elder brother."
The girl's expression was calm, and her tone was natural as she replied to Xu Xi.
In a place where Xu Xi couldn't see.
The little finger behind the girl's back gently traced a line.
In that instant, causality reversed, and time flowed backward. The innocent lives that had been accidentally lost during the process of shattering worlds were resurrected by Xu Moli's mere thought.
Some were integrated into the Boundary Ruins of Earth's cultivation side.
Others were sent to other small worlds within the myriad realms.
As for the demonic cultivators and the mindless beasts, they were forever cast into the abyss of eternal oblivion.
"That's good. As long as you're mindful of it," Xu Xi said, somewhat reassured by Moli's affirmative answer.
He wasn't a purely good person, but he had no interest in senseless slaughter.
The death of countless beings across worlds.
It sounded truly horrifying.
Fortunately, his sister wasn't the bloodthirsty type. She remained as kind, adorable, and morally upright as she had been in her childhood.
"However..."
"Looking at it this way, even if I didn't initiate Earth's spiritual revival, I'm still inextricably linked to it."
Xu Xi's fingers caressed the Eternal Tear as he pondered.
What was certain now was that the Boundary Ruins of both the cultivation and magical sides had appeared on Earth because of him. From another perspective, he had become one of the masterminds behind Earth's transformation.
Even if it wasn't something he had desired.
"Moli, there's one more thing I want to ask you."
"Please go ahead, elder brother."
"When you discovered Earth, had the phenomenon of spiritual revival already begun?"
"By the time I arrived, the anomalies in this world had already manifested."
"I see..."
Xu Xi licked the candy, softening it with his tongue before slowly swallowing it.
The lingering sweetness filled his mouth.
Warm and comforting.
Xu Xi closed the lid of the candy jar and slightly narrowed his eyes. "If Moli and Krisha only accelerated the spiritual revival, then who was the true initiator?"
"Could it be that the Supernatural United Bureau's research was incorrect?"
"Was the first wave of spiritual revival not an invasion from another world but rather Earth's own resurgence?"
"Or was it influenced by something else entirely?"
"No matter. With Moli and Krisha here, even if Earth were to explode on the spot, they could restore it."

] [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!"

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.”

. 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!"

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?"