[You can't bring yourself to be happy.]
["There are only five years left. Let alone an Immortal artifact, I might not even be able to forge a Heaven-tier spirit artifact."]
[The Myriad Soul Banner is completely dejected.]
["We're doomed, we're doomed. Man, I feel like that old geezer has gotten a lot stronger recently. Let's just wait for death... I should've just defected to him (whispers)."]
[The Myriad Soul Banner receives another beating.]
[Year 36, 54 years old.]
[Extracting trait...]
[Extraction successful!]
["Enhancement!" (Prismatic Mythic):
Young man, are you still worrying about your poor craftsmanship and creating a bunch of trash?
Worry no more! From now on, the level of everything you create will be +1!
Do it yourself, and you will have plenty~]
[Do you want to adjust your traits?]
[Yes / No]
"Holy... since when did Tongzi become so considerate? Do Mythic traits have a hidden drop rate? This is already the third one, it's almost catching up to the number of Gold traits!"
You were just worrying about the lack of time to forge an Immortal artifact.
And Tongzi directly gifts you a Mythic trait!
"This 'level +1', I wonder what its specific effects are. Let's equip it and see!"
[You replaced "Hard Work Always Pays Off" with "Enhancement!".]
[With the new trait equipped, your confidence instantly skyrockets.]
[After some practical testing, you confirm the function of the new trait.]
[You concoct a "Hundred Spirit Pill," an elixir that increases the cultivation of the Spirit Sea Realm. The moment it comes out of the furnace, it instantly turns into a "Soul Refining Pill," an elixir that increases the cultivation of the Mind Condensation Realm!]
[You forge a low-tier spirit artifact, and the moment it comes out of the furnace, it turns into a mid-tier spirit artifact!]
[You casually pile up some mud to make a thatched hut, and it instantly turns into an exquisite little wooden cabin!]
["Matter isn't even conserved anymore... This truly is Mythic!"]
[It is worth mentioning.]
[Both the "Hundred Spirit Pill" and the "Soul Refining Pill" are actually Earth-tier pills; there is no difference in quality between the two, only a difference in their effects.]
[In other words, this "level +1" doesn't necessarily raise the quality of an item by a full tier; it might strengthen other aspects of its "level."]
[At least when it comes to spirit artifacts, the effect meets your expectations!]
["This way, as long as I master the forging method for a Heaven-tier spirit artifact, it will naturally become an Immortal artifact when it comes out of the furnace! By then, the Myriad Soul Banner will be able to completely suppress the soul body of the Shen family's ancestor and refine him!"]
[However, this is a race.]
[Your learning progress is competing against the recovery speed of the Shen family's ancestor.]
[If he recovers too much strength, even the Immortal-tier Myriad Soul Banner might not be able to refine him.]
[Year 37, 55 years old.]
[As you deeply study the pile of writings left behind by the Shen family's ancestor.]
[You actually somewhat admire this old undying bastard.]
[The reason you've been able to immerse yourself in research these past few years is because you'll die if you don't.]
[Moreover, you are practicing with someone else's resources, so you feel no pain if you ruin them.]
[If you had to gather and accumulate resources yourself, you definitely wouldn't bear to casually waste a pile of materials.]
[But what about the Shen family's ancestor?]
[He managed to persist in researching various Daoist sects for over thirty thousand years!]
[He even compiled his research results into a room full of books.]
[These are all written in classical text refined to the extreme!]
[This person is not only a genius but also an all-rounder, and even more so, a research talent!]
[To the Shen family, this ancestor is not a bloodsucking parasite leeching off the family, nor is he a tyrannical old bastard. His achievements over the past thirty thousand years have all been dedicated to the prosperity of the Shen family!]
[No wonder the entire Shen clan, from top to bottom, could work together so unitedly for their ancestor's possession.]
[Whether the human realm can survive without Shen Yang, you don't know, but the Shen family definitely cannot do without this ancestor.]
[Year 38, 56 years old.]
[Your martial arts realm has advanced to the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm.]
[With low-tier bone structure, theoretically, the cultivation gained from natural practice until death wouldn't even be enough for one minor realm advancement at the Spirit Sea Realm.]
[Yet you forcefully dragged your cultivation up by relying on the resources in the Star Power Profound Realm.]
[So, what was the cost?]
[The Star Power Profound Realm has gone bald!]
[The grass is gone, the flowers are gone, and even only half the tree bark is left!]
[It used to be filled with fluttering butterflies and buzzing bees, but now not a single living creature can be seen.]
[You essentially traded all the existing spiritual items in the Shen family's Star Power Profound Realm for a five-level increase in your Spirit Sea Realm cultivation.]
[This is truly a losing business deal!]
[Of course, that's for the Shen family.]
[The day the Shen family opens the gates to the Star Power Profound Realm is drawing closer.]
[The Shen family's ancestor, lying dormant within the Myriad Soul Banner, is like a sleeping jackal ready to pounce at any moment.]
["Ah... failed again..."]
[Looking at the metal chunks and spirit sand that have crumbled into a pile, you can't help but look around.]
[The Myriad Soul Banner is planted to the side, its flag swaying in the wind.]
[The Nine Provinces Cauldron has transformed into a five-meter-tall object to serve as your forging furnace.]
[The Universe Mirror is bouncing around nearby, amusing itself.]
[The Star Power Profound Realm is not only bald.]
[It has also been dug full of potholes by you.]
[The forging materials you initially found in the cave were likely meant for the Shen family's ancestor to practice with on ordinary days.]
[They weren't nearly enough for you to squander.]
[Later, you discovered that by digging underground, you could find spiritual materials similar to iron, silver, and gold, so you started digging whenever you had nothing else to do.]
[You even had the Myriad Soul Banner release its demon souls to help dig.]
[The entire Star Power Profound Realm has now been dug by you into something resembling a hornet's nest.]
["Oh no!!"]
[Just as you are preparing to continue digging to find forging materials, the Myriad Soul Banner suddenly lets out a shriek.]
[You see the face of the Shen family's ancestor reflecting on the banner's surface.]
["He's trying to get out!"]
["Hold him down! Da Chun! Ah Kun! Help!!"]
[The three illusionary gods join forces once again, each displaying their divine might to suppress the Shen family's ancestor who is trying to break out of the banner.]
[The Shen family's ancestor has clearly recovered quite a bit over the past few years.]
[The fact that he dares to charge out this time means he probably has some confidence.]
[You see his head gradually stretching out from the banner.]
["Junior! Your time of death has arrived!"]
[The Myriad Soul Banner screams that it's all over.]
["Man!! I can't hold him down!! He's way stronger than before!!"]
["Even if you can't, you have to!! If he gets out, we'll all be turned into dust!!"]
["Not necessarily, we could actually surrender."]
["I'll turn you into dust first! And then let him turn me into dust!"]
["Then think of a way! Aren't you the one with the most wicked ideas?!"]
[Wicked?]
[Hey?]
[You actually come up with an idea.]
["Xiao Wan! Ah Kun! You two hold the line for a bit. Da Chun, come with me!"]
[The Myriad Soul Banner's voice cracks on the spot.]
["What??!"]
[The three great artifacts combined can barely suppress the Shen family's ancestor.]
[And you're taking one away at a time like this.]
[The Myriad Soul Banner and the Universe Mirror instantly feel a mountain of pressure.]
[These two are risking their old lives, smoking and cracking all over.]
["What exactly are you trying to do?! This broken mirror and I can't hold on!!"]
["I'm going to concoct a pill for him to eat! To make him sleep!"]
[The Myriad Soul Banner stands there dumbfounded.]
["That is a fucking ghost! You're feeding it an elixir?? Have you been hanging around that stupid cauldron for so long that its idiocy rubbed off on you?!"]
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
] [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!"
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
