Early in the morning, Yan Dongxu groggily got out of bed, feeling weak.
There was no stunning beauty beside him. Could it be that his special ability had really failed?
He hadn't had any epiphany, nor had he absorbed the spatial power pulsing in the spatial nests. So why hadn't a beauty been transported over?
Glancing at the clock, it was already ten in the morning.
He was bewildered, wondering what was going on. Had he slept for so long?
Recalling the events of last night, Yan Dongxu's face darkened.
Did Zhao Yunyun poison him?
What did that girl do to him last night?
He tried hard to remember, but he had no memories of last night, as if he had blacked out after drinking too much.
But just before passing out, Zhao Yunyun's mischievous smile kept appearing before his eyes, making him break out in a cold sweat as he hurriedly checked his body.
"Damn! How did my pants change?"
Yan Dongxu was dumbfounded, finding it hard to accept this fact all of a sudden.
And he realized he was back in his own bedroom, not in the room where Zhao Yunyun had slept last night.
What on earth was going on?
He quickly dressed and pushed open the door, wanting to find Zhao Yunyun for some clarification.
He didn't think Zhao Yunyun was that kind of person, but with his pants changed, he couldn't be sure.
"Huh? Awake already!" Zhao Qingqing saw him get up, not at all surprised, greeting him very casually.
Usually, if he woke up later, Zhao Qingqing would definitely switch to gossip mode, eager to come in and check.
But today was too calm.
"Where... where's your sister?"
"Gone! She left early in the morning."
"Gone? She just left like that?" Yan Dongxu's voice rose a few notches.
"Otherwise? You still want her to pay the rent for you?" Zhao Qingqing said with a meaningful look.
Hearing the words "pay rent," along with Zhao Qingqing's strange expression, Yan Dongxu suddenly realized something was wrong.
He activated his space superpower, relieved that it had recovered.
Then he noticed Sun Shiyun sneaking up behind him, crouching step by step.
Sure enough, it was this girl who had come back.
Probably under Zhao Qingqing's authority, she had directly confessed everything about the two of them.
"Oops!" Sun Shiyun pounced on him from behind, but Yan Dongxu sidestepped slightly, causing the girl to miss.
But she rushed too fiercely, as if she was going to lick dog poo, so Yan Dongxu grabbed her and pulled her over.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Sun Shiyun's face turned red immediately, quickly breaking free.
"Oh, haven't seen each other for a few days, and you won't let me touch you anymore?" Yan Dongxu smirked.
"Oops! No! I don't want to talk to you." Sun Shiyun blushed and immediately fled, rushing into the bedroom to pack her things.
Yan Dongxu knew Sun Shiyun was shy. It would be fine if it were just the two of them, but unfortunately, it was in front of Zhao Qingqing, so Sun Shiyun must be embarrassed.
"Scumbag!" Zhao Qingqing muttered, practicing yoga on the mat in the living room.
Yan Dongxu watched for a while, feeling increasingly irritated, so he simply went back to his room.
It was too difficult to expect anything from Zhao Qingqing's mouth.
With trepidation, he called Zhao Yunyun.
After a few beeps, Zhao Yunyun answered the call.
"Hello? Miss me already?"
Yan Dongxu: "..."
Why did Zhao Yunyun's tone change after just one night?
He really wanted to say, "Miss me? Yeah, right."
Getting straight to the point, he asked, "Sis, did you poison me last night?"
Zhao Yunyun didn't hide anything, "Yes, I personally prepared a top-grade truth serum. Colorless and odorless, it can be spread through the air to confuse the target. The crucial part is, I won't be affected as I've developed immunity."
Facing her straightforward admission, Yan Dongxu didn't know what to say.
"What... What did you do to me last night?"
He never thought he, a grown man, would ask such a question to a girl.
But he really didn't want things to be unclear; better to be clear about it.
"Nothing much! Just gave you a thorough physical examination."
"Physical examination? That's it?"
"Otherwise? Did you think we, a man and a woman alone in a room, would do something else? Dream on!" Zhao Yunyun laughed.
Yan Dongxu blushed, asking the question he most wanted an answer to, "Then how did I change my pants?"
"Naturally, a comprehensive examination was needed. You're a rare space superpower, so I examined you very carefully."
"Don't worry; I'm a professional superpower doctor. I even manually extracted your genes and immediately subjected them to low-temperature processing to maintain their activity."
"Now, I'm carrying the samples back for analysis and testing."
Yan Dongxu almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhao Yunyun actually helped him last night...
"Are you secretly pleased with yourself? No worries, it was just a small favor. No need to thank me," she said casually.
"But you really should take care of your health; extracting so little blood made your complexion bad."
Yan Dongxu's eyelids twitched, at a loss for words.
"Let's not keep in touch anymore. I'm afraid I might end up killing you if we meet again."
Hearing Yan Dongxu's anger, Zhao Yunyun dismissed it, "Oh, still shy? What's there to be embarrassed about?"
"If the samples are successfully added to the database, there's even a bonus for you. You've made a significant contribution to the human gene pool."
"You stubborn guy, just wait for your reward!"
"Wait for me? I won't bother. I assumed you wouldn't cooperate, so I drugged you. Seems like it was a wise decision."
Yan Dongxu couldn't take it anymore and hung up the phone.
"Hey? Why so temperamental? Just drew a few bags of blood. What's the big deal?" Zhao Yunyun shook her head, laughing.
Shame! Unbearable shame!
Yesterday, he didn't want Zhao Yunyun to stay at his place, and trouble followed. The worst part was him voluntarily teleporting to Zhao Yunyun's room.
"Death Coffin! If not for you, I wouldn't have gone to ask that girl!!!" Yan Dongxu angrily sent a text to Ye Qingya.
【Send me the location of the nearest Death Coffin member to me.】
Ye Qingya, confused upon receiving the message, had no idea what Yan Dongxu was up to.
But since Yan Dongxu had a request, she still sent the target to Yan Dongxu.
After receiving the location and personal information, Yan Dongxu's voice disappeared into the bedroom.
He held the Token of Coffin and suddenly appeared in a barbershop.
The barber was shocked when he saw him, "Is it you?"
The other party recognized Yan Dongxu, and immediately red patterns appeared on his body, and his eyes turned into beast pupils.
Yan Dongxu showed the Token of Coffin, and the other party was shocked and immediately knelt down.
"I have seen the master."
Bang!
Yan Dongxu got up and kicked him.
"So you're one of the Ten Generals of Death Coffin. Damn it, I can't kill you!"
Yan Dongxu punched and kicked, but this kind of strength caused no harm to the barber.
But it was extremely insulting.
The barber dared not fight back, and couldn't figure out when Yan Dongxu became one of the Ten Generals of Death Coffin.

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

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!

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.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.