The Liu Family.
"Hu! Hu!"
In the courtyard, Liu Han was swinging his fists, drenched in sweat.
With every punch he threw, droplets of sweat splattered onto the ground.
"Foolish child, take a break. This isn't good for you. Your body won't be able to handle it."
The old voice from within Liu Han's clothes tried to dissuade him.
"It's fine! The Liu family has physicians! I won't die!"
Liu Han continued his relentless training, completely disregarding his own well-being.
The news of Ye Wangchuan reaching the mid-stage of the first level in just half a day had hit Liu Han hard.
Liu Han felt a mix of shock, envy, jealousy, and admiration.
But more than anything, he wanted to catch up.
Unfortunately, Ye Wangchuan had cheated his way to the top. Catching up to him wouldn't be easy.
Even if Liu Han trained as if his life depended on it, he estimated it would take him a year just to reach the first level.
But what good was the first level?
It only meant being slightly stronger than an ordinary mortal, capable of smashing a two-meter solid stone with a single punch!
Without the ability to use spiritual energy or divine abilities, what was the point?
Only by reaching the second level would one truly begin their journey!
And the second level? That was something ordinary mortals would take ten years to achieve!
"Sigh..."
The old voice sighed and tried to console Liu Han from another angle.
"Foolish child, don't always compare yourself to Ye Wangchuan. He's a once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy with abundant family resources. It's only natural that his cultivation progresses faster."
"But I can guarantee you, among this year's initiates in Chang'an City, your cultivation is second only to Ye Wangchuan!"
The old voice spoke with confidence, which provided Liu Han with some comfort.
At that moment.
Nearby.
Old Man Liu was lying on the side, sipping tea while keeping an eye on his son's training.
"This is a bit boring. Let's chat with Old Li."
Old Man Liu thought to himself and, with a flick of his mind, sent a spiritual message to the Li family.
After a moment, a spiritual message returned from the Li family.
Li: "Hey, Old Liu. What do you want?"
Liu: "Nothing much. Just a bit bored because my son is training so hard. Sigh~ Sometimes, it's not great when your child is too diligent."
Though Old Man Liu's words were full of complaints, his face was beaming with pride.
Soon, Old Man Li responded.
But it wasn't the frustrated reply Old Man Liu had expected. Instead...
Li: "You can't say that. Hard work is always good. Unlike my Li Luo, who doesn't put in much effort. He's always hanging around Ye Wangchuan, not doing anything productive. They even sit across from me during meals!"
"Hmph! If it weren't for Ye Wangchuan's mysterious dual cultivation technique, which pulled Li Luo up to the mid-stage of the first level, I don't know how far behind Li Luo would be!"
Liu: "..."
"..."
"..."
"What?!!!"
"Li Luo is hanging around Ye Wangchuan? And dual cultivating?! And it boosted Li Luo to the mid-stage of the first level?!!!"
Old Man Liu jumped up in shock.
He ended up shouting the last few sentences out loud instead of using spiritual communication.
"Pfft!"
Meanwhile, Liu Han, who was in the middle of training, spat out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this!
What the hell? Li Luo, with his 97th-tier talent, was already at the mid-stage of the first level, while he, with his 96th-tier talent, hadn't even reached the first level yet?
"Ah! Foolish child! Don't lose control, get too angry, or break your Dao Heart!"
"No, I'm fine. It's just Li Luo breaking through to the first level. I'm not that fragile..."
Liu Han stubbornly got back on his feet.
The old voice, seeing that Liu Han hadn't collapsed, sighed in relief.
"That's right, that's right. Even if you're not as good as Ye Wangchuan or Li Luo, they're only one realm ahead of you!"
At that moment.
On the other side.
Old Man Li, hearing Old Man Liu's reaction, was quite pleased. He continued with a chuckle.
Li: "Yeah, I really don't know what kind of dual cultivation technique it is. It's so powerful that even Ye Wangchuan has reached the early stage of the second level."
Liu: "Ye Wangchuan is at the early stage of the second level?!!!"
Old Man Liu once again shouted this out loud.
"Pfft!!!"
Nearby, Liu Han spat out another mouthful of blood!
He collapsed to the ground, coughing incessantly, feeling as though he couldn't breathe.
Second level?
Ye Wangchuan is at the second level???
He hadn't even reached the first level, and Ye Wangchuan could already use divine abilities???
"Ugh!!!"
At this thought, Liu Han spat out another mouthful of blood, his vision darkened, and he fell to the ground.
The old voice: "..."
"I was just about to comfort this foolish child, telling him he could at least rank third among this year's initiates."
"Uh, surely there won't be a third person reaching the first level within a month, right?"
Nearby.
Old Man Liu, utterly shocked, finally cut off the spiritual communication.
He felt like if he continued, Old Man Li would be the death of him.
"I don't know what's going on with the Li family this year. They've struck gold. Hmph!"
Old Man Liu grumbled, turning to look at Liu Han.
Then, he saw Liu Han lying in a pool of blood.
"Ahhh! My son!!!"
......
......
When Liu Han woke up again, he was in the medical hall.
The physician, seeing Liu Han awake, quickly said,
"Ah, Young Master Liu Han, you're awake? You were so enraged that your heart was under too much pressure, so..."
"I'm fine. Let me go out and calm down."
Liu Han spoke coldly, got out of bed, and walked straight out the door.
The physician couldn't stop him.
Soon, Liu Han arrived at a small river.
He sat on the grass by the riverbank, leaning against a tree.
At the same time, countless memories flashed through his mind.
"Liu Han, this kid, is always so serious whenever he sees a cultivation manual."
"He's the son of the Liu family head. He'll surely be as powerful as his father in the future!"
"Hahaha, Liu Han, you're a genius!"
"Here, Liu Han. This is Ye Wangchuan. You two will be good friends from now on. Make sure to communicate often."
As the river flowed and memories passed by, Liu Han's heart gradually calmed.
"Old Qin. You once told me that you visited a spiritual mountain. In that mountain, there's a mysterious cave heaven, right?"
"Correct. And that cave heaven has a special restriction—only those at the third level or below can enter, and it opens once every thousand years."
The old voice, referred to as Old Qin, explained.
Liu Han took a deep breath and asked,
"Where is it? And when will it open next?"
"Foolish child! That place is incredibly far from here! And the spiritual mountain is filled with dangers. If you go, you might—"
"I'm not afraid of death."
Liu Han interrupted Old Qin, his expression serious as he continued,
"I want to become stronger!"
Old Qin: "..."
"I set up a formation on the spiritual mountain. When the cave heaven opens, it will emit a light."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Boom!
A brilliant blue light shot into the sky from the center of Chang'an City.
Liu Han's eyes reflected the light.
He stood up, his fists clenched.
Old Qin: "Huh? When did the spiritual mountain move to the center of Chang'an City?"
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?"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
] [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!"
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.
