It was night at the back mountain of the Luo family's ancestral estate.
A black cat, trembling all over, finished reporting the current situation.
[Little Black: Lin Ran, Luo Yao, are you sure you aren't going to intervene?]
Lin Ran thought for a moment. "Those who do not understand love do not deserve to receive it."
Luo Yao shot a glance at Lin Ran. "In our past life, you seemed to..."
"Yaoyao, can we not bring up that dark history? In our first life, I loved you to the point of madness. If it weren't for this cat, we would have been together ages ago."
As he spoke, both of their gazes landed simultaneously on Little Black.
Feeling those two piercing stares, Little Black shuddered. [Have you two no shame? Don't forget, it is *this cat* who has kept your appearances eternally youthful.]
A glint of cold light appeared in Luo Yao's hand, and Little Black's fur instantly stood on end.
"If you dare to run, I'll have someone demolish your home."
[Little Black: Luo Yao is too cruel, meow, meow, meow!]
Little Black looked at Lin Ran with pitiful, aggrieved eyes, hoping he would save its feline life.
Lin Ran sighed. "Yaoyao, stop scaring the cat. Let's talk about the children. What are your thoughts?"
Luo Yao tilted her head, looking at Lin Ran in confusion. "The children? What does that have to do with us? Ran, you should focus your attention on me, not on them."
That made sense.
"Alright, let's leave it at that for now and observe. If things reach a point of no return, we can just turn back time."
[Little Black: Reversing time is *my* ability. Why does it sound like it's become your skill?]
"What's yours is mine. We are one entity, so why make such a distinction?"
The temperature in the air dropped instantly. Lin Ran hurriedly explained, "Yaoyao, when I said 'one entity,' I just meant that Little Black is our pet. I didn't mean anything else by it."
Luo Yao shook her head and gently leaned close to Lin Ran's ear. "Your only pet is me. Little Black is just a cat—a cat that can be slaughtered at any time."
Little Black: ... Please spare this poor child.
Feeling that gaze full of love and the rising temperature, Lin Ran said, "You're right, wifey. My world contains only you."
[Oh, wow! You two really know how to show off... show off your love. It really makes this cat envious.]
Little Black felt like it had been flashing in and out of the Gates of Hell repeatedly.
It had only survived this long by being sufficiently cowardly and cautious.
Especially after meeting Luo Yao, it had transformed from a straightforward cat into one that knew how to read the room and gauge moods.
"Alright, that's settled then. If it reaches the point of no return, reverse time. But remember to preserve my memories and Yaoyao's, as well as that child Mengxing's memories. Otherwise, she'll probably just get tricked again in the next life."
It wasn't that Lin Ran was pessimistic; it was just that naive people were easy to deceive. Even if they lived again, they would likely remain the same.
[Little Black: Alright. Then what about Lin Nianyao and Jiang Nan?]
Lin Ran thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to keep their memories. After all, they already love each other; right now, it's just a misunderstanding."
[Little Black: Okay! @#¥%…….]
Luo Yao narrowed her eyes. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Don't forget, I can hear your inner thoughts. If you dare not to preserve mine and Ran's memories, I will tear down your home."
[Luo Yao is too cruel, meow, meow, meow.]
"Ran, it's rare for us to come back here. We haven't done it at the Dragon Vein yet."
Lin Ran smiled. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go."
Little Black: ...
So, should I leave?
As the night deepened, Little Black's home was commandeered by others, while outside, the cat wept floods of tears in solitude.
"Ran, I've noticed you're a bit too concerned about those two unfilial children. You must remember, your eyes can only hold me."
"Of course. We are true love; they were just accidents."
Luo Yao revealed an eerie smile. "If they ever occupy your heart, I wouldn't mind kicking them out of the family."
A finger gently silenced Luo Yao's lips. "They don't have that kind of capability. They are merely the crystallization of our love, the capital allowing us to live off our offspring."
Accompanied by cheerful laughter and amorous whispers, the two once again tore through the silence of the night sky.
By the time they finished, dawn had broken.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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?!
