The goblin leader turned its back, concealing its ferocious expression as it reached out toward the towering ancient tree.
A radiant glow shimmered, and a luminous branch slid down from the canopy.
Swiftly, it extended toward the feet of Chu Xingchen and Xie Lingyu.
The luminous tendrils enveloped the two, then erupted in a dazzling light.
Before them, the radiance swirled, blurring their vision in an instant—yet in the blink of an eye, everything had changed, and their sight cleared once more.
A path of branches unfolded before Chu Xingchen, unmistakably the main thoroughfare of the colossal tree.
Even for Chu Xingchen, the road was exceptionally wide, lined with small huts along its edges.
Goblins of all kinds stood outside the huts, casting curious glances their way.
Unlike the fearful reactions of those in San Dong, the goblins here regarded them with open curiosity and scrutiny.
Yet none dared to speak up.
At this moment, Chu Xingchen and Xie Lingyu felt like rare exhibits in a zoo.
Facing the probing gazes, Chu Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly. He paid no mind to their stares—his concern lay elsewhere.
Chu Xingchen was certain he hadn’t sensed any spatial fluctuations.
If not for an exceptionally refined technique beyond his perception, then they hadn’t actually moved at all.
Only the scenery before them had shifted—much like Bai Qing’s illusionary arts.
Chu Xingchen glanced sideways at Xie Lingyu and noticed her expression was also troubled. She must have realized it too.
He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, signaling that he had everything under control.
Xie Lingyu reacted with visible surprise, her lips pressing together in silence as she looked at him.
Chu Xingchen nodded slightly—understanding was enough.
As the two exchanged silent messages, a female goblin holding a tender green twig approached calmly and spoke:
"May I ask, which of you is the one here to fulfill the agreement?"
Chu Xingchen turned and replied coolly, "That would be me."
The goblin’s gaze shifted to Xie Lingyu. "And the other?"
Chu Xingchen answered without hesitation, "She’s here to fulfill my agreement."
Unlike the resentful leader, the female goblin remained composed as she addressed Xie Lingyu:
"Then this one is not here by our King’s invitation. Please leave the Eternal Tree."
Chu Xingchen raised their clasped hands, displaying them to the goblin, and said:
"We are husband and wife. As the saying goes, husband and wife are one. My agreement is hers as well."
The goblin frowned. "Our King does not favor those who are unfaithful..."
"Truly?" Chu Xingchen cut her off sharply.
That young man playing Go, his mouth twisted in a smirk, had been buried in this grave along with his fishing tactics.
With skills like that, could this King truly be pure and innocent?
Chu Xingchen even speculated maliciously—the other spaces within this grave might very well be filled with the King’s other "catches."
This King was at least a master angler on par with the most cunning sea witches.
Chu Xingchen said flatly, "You’re not about to tell me your King dislikes unfaithfulness while indulging in it herself, are you?"
"I’m neither the first nor likely the last to answer this summons. Whether it’s acceptable is for your King to decide. Your duty is to take me to her, not to overstep your bounds here."
The goblin’s brow furrowed. If he sought death, she wouldn’t stop him. Taking a deep breath, she replied evenly:
"Follow me."
Satisfied, Chu Xingchen nodded and led Xie Lingyu after the goblin.
Though the escorting goblin said little, their conversation hadn’t been hushed.
The surrounding goblins had heard every word.
Instantly, outrage erupted.
Glaring eyes burned with fury, and even those who had held back earlier now hurled insults.
"How can someone hold such twisted views?"
"Shameless! Absolutely shameless!"
"Disgraceful! Utterly disgraceful!"
The female goblin listened to the venomous, vulgar curses with inward scorn.
She glanced back, expecting to see the humans cowed and humiliated—no creature, no matter how thick-skinned, could endure such vitriol unscathed.
Even she felt uneasy under the barrage.
Hah… such brazen words deserved this merciless backlash!
But when she finally caught Chu Xingchen’s expression, she froze.
This human… not only appeared unbothered, but he was… smiling?!
Was this the very embodiment of shamelessness?
Disgust churned within her.
Yet the scoundrel’s words held undeniable logic.
This was for the King to decide.
To decide how this disgraceful man should meet his end.
Chu Xingchen surveyed the scene, his Wan Bian already in motion—nearly invisible needles threaded through the air.
Eyes could be deceived, but Wan Bian never lied.
The path stretched long, yet Chu Xingchen and Xie Lingyu traversed it in mere steps.
The scenery shifted dramatically again, as if passing through a series of painted scrolls.
Within moments, the goblin guided them to the treetop.
A staircase of branches elevated a modestly ornate wooden cabin—luxurious only by goblin standards.
Its size matched a human dwelling, and beyond a fenced yard, a few strikingly vibrant flowers bloomed in silence.
The goblin halted at the door, her voice brimming with reverence:
"My King, your guest has arrived."
Chu Xingchen recalled his probing Wan Bian into his sleeve and fixed his gaze on the cabin.
After a pause, an enchanting feminine voice answered: "Let him enter."
The goblin hesitated, eyeing the still-clasped hands, then amended:
"The situation is… complicated. This guest has brought his wife. They claim to be one."
Her nervous words plunged the scene into silence. Perhaps the news was too shocking even for the King.
After a lengthy pause, the voice spoke again:
"Then… let them both enter."
The goblin’s face betrayed faint disappointment. She had expected the King to punish such audacity on the spot.
Yet this shameless man would now tread the royal chambers.
But the King’s word was law.
Stepping aside, she motioned for them to proceed.
Hand in hand, Chu Xingchen and Xie Lingyu pushed open the wooden door.
A creak echoed as the door swung wide.
Chu Xingchen’s sharp eyes scanned ahead warily.
By the window, seated at a table, was a woman of breathtaking beauty and unparalleled grace, her gaze fixed on the garden outside.
Her aura carried neither fragility nor allure—instead, it exuded serene elegance and unyielding resolve.
In Chu Xingchen’s words, she had the air of a formidable woman.
The woman turned her head, her calm gaze resting on Chu Xingchen.
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.”
] [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!"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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."
