On this road of love, Little Black was like a firecracker thrown into a latrine—silent until it wasn't, and when it finally exploded, it caused a massive scene.
Moreover, in a sense, Little Black was an enemy who had killed him before. There was no fundamental difference between the cat and people like Lin Jian, Liu Yuemei, or Liu Ruxue.
Of course, while the nature of their actions was the same, the intent was vastly different.
Little Black had been ignorant, merely conducting a well-intentioned test to verify its own theories. His death hadn't been the outcome it wanted to see.
Liu Yuemei and the others, however, were true villains.
So, while Little Black was indeed detestable, it wasn't unforgivable.
But if you asked him if he was grateful to Little Black... well, he actually was.
It was precisely because of its tireless efforts that he could now face Luo Yao as the complete Lin Ran.
Especially regarding the final time reversal. If he hadn't carried his memories back this time, it likely would have ended in tragedy again.
Luo Yao tilted her head to look at Little Black.
When her gaze met the cat's eyes, Little Black's fur instantly stood on end.
That nearly psychotic look in her eyes switched Little Black into vibrate mode.
[Little Black: Meow meow meow, don't f*cking kill me, meow meow meow.]
Lin Ran shook his head helplessly. Little Black was as cowardly as ever.
Where did the guts you had when you got me killed go?
A hint of surprise flashed through Luo Yao's eyes.
"I can actually hear your inner thoughts. You really are a problematic cat. Can't keep you. Time to die."
Little Black: ...
She's impossible to reason with. Just destroy me.
Lin Ran gently took Luo Yao's hand. "Yaoyao, I want to tell you about the incident regarding this cat."
Luo Yao looked at Little Black with a terrifying smile, but when she turned to Lin Ran, it transformed into sweet tenderness.
"The cat's incident? What kind of incident?"
Subsequently, Lin Ran explained the entire process of their past and present lives to Luo Yao in detail. She listened very intently.
Finally, Luo Yao frowned and said.
"Are you saying we were supposed to be together in the very first life, but because of this cat's meddling, we missed out on thirty lifetimes?"
Lin Ran nodded. Luo Yao closed her eyes.
She was angry. She was truly angry.
"That really is quite the incident."
Just as Lin Ran was about to speak, a cold light flashed in Luo Yao's hand.
"Meow—" [Little Black: This cat was wrong meow meow meow! Spare my life, Queen, meow meow meow!]
The stab didn't kill Little Black, but it left her bleeding profusely.
Luo Yao's beautiful eyes gazed at the dagger stained with Little Black's blood.
"You said I stabbed you twice in every past life. Now, the second stab of this life is settled. However, without you, Ah Ran and I wouldn't be where we are today. You could have ignored it, but you worked hard to give us a happy ending. Since that's the case, I'll spare your life."
[Little Black: Thank you, Queen, meow meow meow.]
As Luo Yao wiped her dagger, she said, "No need to hide anymore. I don't want to have to look for you when I feel like beating you up. If you dare leave the manor, I'll tear your house down."
Little Black shivered. [Can you go easier on me... can you not beat the cat?]
Luo Yao didn't answer the question but asked instead, "What did you say my ancestor's name was?"
[Little Black: Luo Chen, meow meow meow. Can you call a pet ambulance for me?]
Why didn't Little Black enter the time-space dimension to heal?
Because if she healed there and returned to the current main timeline, she would still be injured. This was different from rewinding to a past world.
For example, last time when Wang Anjian cut its fur, the fur automatically returned to its perfect state when she flowed back.
Or when Lin Ran was injured and went back to the past, his injuries healed, but upon returning, he was still injured and took a long time to recover.
Everything is based on the main timeline world.
Luo Yao ignored Little Black and picked up her phone to make a call.
"Find the ancestral tablets that were smashed. Piece together the one named Luo Chen and offer incense daily."
The person on the other end clearly paused before speaking slowly.
"Miss, those tablets... were all thrown away."
Luo Yao thought for a moment. "Then make a new one."
"Yes, Miss."
Hanging up the phone, Luo Yao stared at Little Black.
[Little Black: Call an ambulance for the cat, thanks.]
Little Black actually felt quite aggrieved.
Every time she performed a major reversal of the main timeline, it consumed a lot of energy, and energy equaled Little Black's lifespan.
She had worried herself sick over these two, performing thirty massive time reversals. Little Black had accompanied them through every single day of every life.
Because the main timeline could only be rewound, not fast-forwarded, she had to live through it day by day.
Luo Yao gave her a cold glance and called for Uncle Fu.
"Uncle Fu, find a vet for this cat." This was the greatest kindness Luo Yao could offer.
Luckily Little Black was a female cat. If she were male, she would definitely have been castrated by now.
Uncle Fu carried Little Black away, leaving only Luo Yao and Lin Ran in the bedroom.
Lin Ran knew that what was bound to happen would happen.
"Ask whatever you want to ask."
Luo Yao said, "Just two questions. Was it before the start of school last year that you were 'reborn', Ah Ran? The second question is... does Ah Ran... still love me?"
Lin Ran felt like weeping.
For such a huge revelation, Luo Yao only had two such simple questions.
"Yes. And I do."
Luo Yao seemed to instantly understand many things.
No wonder. No wonder Ah Ran started changing from that moment on.
It turned out everything had a source.
However, Luo Yao didn't care about these details at all. From beginning to end, the only thing she cared about was Lin Ran.
As long as Lin Ran was by her side, nothing else mattered.
Not just thirty lifetimes—she would wait even for three hundred.
"Ah Ran, do you remember you owe me a favor?"
Lin Ran thought for a moment. "You mean the bet we made in Shanghai? I remember."
Luo Yao nodded. She fell silent for a moment before speaking.
"Ah Ran, I don't care how many reincarnations we've been through. I only want you to never leave me in this life. You can only belong to me alone."
Lin Ran nodded seriously.
This life had completed the loop, and Little Black had fulfilled her promise to Luo Chen. The couple would naturally spend the rest of their lives happily together.
"My heart, my body, and my future—they are all yours."

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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.”

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."