"That won't be necessary. The first half of my life was already quite bitter—I’d like it to be sweeter from now on."
Lin Ran suddenly seemed to remember something. "Where’s Granny Wang? I didn’t see her today."
"She’s taking care of Miss Chen Qingtian. I didn’t want to send just anyone, in case we neglect our guest."
Lin Ran scoffed, "What kind of guest is she? She’s just freeloading. You, a grown man, handed your beloved over to another woman. Truly a coward in love."
Uncle Fu: "..."
While waiting for Luo Yao to answer the phone, Lin Ran kept bantering with Uncle Fu—mostly teasing him.
"Meow—"
The long-absent sound of a cat made Lin Ran pause.
"Uncle Fu, open the window for some air, then you can go about your business."
"Very well."
Uncle Fu had a servant open the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony just enough before leaving.
Little Black poked its head in, glancing left and right to confirm Luo Yao wasn’t there before cautiously slinking inside.
[Little Black: What do you want from me?]
[Lin Ran: How did you know I was looking for you?]
[Little Black: With that scheming look in your eyes, even a cat could guess.]
Lin Ran took another sip of life’s bitterness. [Nothing major. Just wanted you to meet my wife.]
Little Black tensed up instantly, its little eyes darting around again.
[Little Black: No way! Luo Yao’s too ruthless—meow meow meow!]
Lin Ran knew Little Black’s trauma from Luo Yao wouldn’t fade anytime soon, so he didn’t force an immediate meeting.
[Lin Ran: Fine. Then tell me your purpose. Why am I the lucky one?]
Little Black fell silent. Just as Lin Ran thought it wouldn’t answer, its voice echoed in his mind.
[Because of a promise. Do you want to see for yourself?]
Lin Ran was deeply curious about Little Black. So far, he could only confirm it bore no ill will toward him or Luo Yao—but why had "rebirth" happened? Why him, and not Luo Yao? No, wait.
Why had the entire world reset, yet only he retained his memories? Why?
[Lin Ran: To see your story? How long would that take?]
[Little Black: My tale is long, but the important part? A few hours at most.]
The time wasn’t excessive, but still…
[Lin Ran: Can I bring Luo Yao along?]
[Little Black: Can I bite you to death?]
[Lin Ran: No.]
[Little Black: Then no for me too.]
Truthfully, Little Black couldn’t transport two people at once—but it wouldn’t admit that. It had to keep up appearances.
[Lin Ran: Then it’s a no-go for now. We’ll have to reschedule. But I do have another question—how can I find you whenever I need to?]
Little Black tilted its head, puzzled.
[You don’t need to find me. I’ll appear when necessary. Also, one more thing—your three wishes are used up.]
Lin Ran: ??? [When did I use three?]
[Little Black: First, when you visited Luo Yao’s childhood and nearly got killed in that cave. Second, when you went to her loneliest moment, and I almost died in the secret base. Third, three years ago, when Wang Anjian almost bit the dust.]
Lin Ran frowned. Something felt off about Little Black’s logic.
[Lin Ran: So every time you take me through time, someone nearly dies? Are you some kind of cursed cat?]
[Little Black: …Ugh. That’s just how history unfolds. Nothing to do with me. Point is, you’ve used all three wishes.]
Lin Ran shook his head. [I don’t acknowledge the third one. That was forced on me.]
[Little Black: Lin Ran, you shameless—! If not for me, you might’ve died that day. And Luo Yao? I promised to save her once, but I did it twice. You owe me.]
Lin Ran froze. [What? Luo Yao was in danger? When? Was she hurt—?]
[Little Black: Look at you, panicking at the mere mention of her. First, during her duel with her teacher outside my place—I saved her then. Second, when you two were almost crushed by that statue in my home. If I hadn’t opened the door, you’d have been trapped inside. Got it?]
Lin Ran fell silent. He hadn’t known Luo Yao had brushed with death—twice.
[Lin Ran: Really? I don’t believe you.]
[Little Black: You—! Fine. See for yourself.]
In an instant, a blinding white light flashed. Lin Ran startled. [Wait! I didn’t tell Luo Yao—]
[Little Black: We’ll be back in a minute. Chill.]
Lin Ran: "…That’s some foul language."
Soon, an image unfolded before him—a duel between Luo Yao and another woman.
In the scene, two figures faced off: an austere older woman and a stunning, fierce beauty—his wife.
Their moves were lethal. Just as Luo Yao gained the upper hand, an eagle’s screech pierced the air. The bird dove at her without hesitation, its talons like scythes, its eyes murderous.
The older woman smirked, gloating. "I forgot to teach you—in battle, unpredictability reigns. And you… lack an ally."
She exploited the eagle’s attack, her dagger aimed straight for Luo Yao’s vitals—
Lin Ran’s heart clenched as he watched, breath trapped in his throat.
The vision continued: the eagle’s claws tore into Luo Yao’s flesh. She stifled a cry as blood soaked her clothes.
The older woman’s dagger lunged like lightning. "Luo Yao, die peacefully. The Luo family won’t need you as its head anymore."
Lin Ran’s pulse raced. Even as a spectator, the scene choked him.
In Luo Yao’s eyes, there was no fear—only regret. A single tear, transcending time, traced her cheek. A farewell to her beloved.
Then—
"MEOW—!"
At the critical moment, Little Black descended like a hero, cannonballing onto Luo Tangji’s head.
The disruption gave Luo Yao just enough time to draw her "physical enlightenment tool" (a gun), point-blank the damned eagle, and subdue Luo Tangji.
By now, Lin Ran understood—Little Black had indeed saved Luo Yao.
[Lin Ran: When did this happen?]
[Little Black: Shortly after you made that wish. We saved her on our way back.]
Lin Ran recalled—it must’ve been after their second trip through time. He remembered a mishap during their return, where he and Little Black got stuck in some void. But they’d been together the whole time…
Then it hit him.
[Lin Ran: Was it… that one minute when I went back?]
[Little Black: Bingo. While you were delivering that note to Luo Yao, I saved your wife in the void. So? Grateful yet?]
Looking down at Little Black’s proud expression, Lin Ran opened his mouth—but the words stuck.

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."

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”