"Have you heard? Something big has happened in our No-Return City."
"How could I not? It's all anyone's talking about."
"Incredible! This Chen Chang'an is truly a beast—he advanced to the Platinum Medal rank in a single day."
"That's nothing. Do you know what's truly terrifying? He crushed every opponent in one move. Below Platinum, no one could even last a single exchange against him."
"A single exchange? Are you guys for real? I was there—do you know what 'One Move, Hundred Victories' means?"
One Move, Hundred Victories?
What does that mean?
"Come on, tell us! What happened?"
"One move. Just one move. From Bronze to Platinum, Chen Chang'an faced at least a hundred opponents at every rank, annihilated them all in a single strike, and advanced effortlessly."
"The guy's cultivation is only at the Transcendent Realm, but I swear, his combat power rivals the peak of the Divine Ability Realm."
"Freak. Absolute monster! A Transcendent Realm cultivator unleashing Divine Ability Realm peak-level strength?"
"Too bad, though. Continuing his hundred-win streak won't be so easy from here."
"The real experts are all Platinum Medal holders. Most of them have reached the Divine Transformation Realm, and I’ve heard some have even broken through to the peak of Divine Transformation."
"My guess? He’ll probably stop here. But his potential is insane."
Chen Chang'an's meteoric rise to Platinum Medal holder in a single day sent shockwaves through No-Return City.
After all, this was unprecedented. Everyone could see that Chen Chang'an's goal was the Violet Gold Medal.
This lit a fire under all the Platinum Medal holders—what they couldn’t achieve, they wouldn’t let anyone else accomplish either.
On his path to a hundred consecutive victories, they would throw everything they had to stop his streak.
If he failed to complete the hundred wins within a month, the Violet Gold Medal would remain forever out of his reach.
"Well, well, if it isn’t the hottest name in No-Return City right now?"
"Back already?"
The moment Chen Chang'an returned to the Joyous Tower, the proprietress greeted him with a sultry smirk.
His name had spread like wildfire across the city, and the proprietress, who’d always kept an eye on him, was hardly oblivious to the news.
Truth be told, she wasn’t surprised by how quickly he’d reached Platinum.
What baffled her was his origins—why did the cultivation test show him as only Transcendent Realm, First Layer?
She’d always suspected he was hiding his true strength, but tests didn’t lie. Had she been wrong all along?
Even so, Chen Chang'an’s potential was boundless—Transcendent Realm, First Layer, yet his combat power defied the heavens!
"You seem awfully invested in my affairs."
"Got a thing for me?" Chen Chang'an teased.
"Oh? Only noticing now?"
"So, what do you say? Got time today? Should I… keep you company?"
Keep him company?
No thanks. This woman was no saint—even if she wasn’t outright malicious, she definitely had ulterior motives.
"There’s something I want to ask. Why wouldn’t the Medal Arena officials let me continue my challenges today?" Chen Chang'an frowned.
"Of course they wouldn’t."
"You turned the entire Medal Arena upside down in a single day. Besides, Platinum Medal battles aren’t arranged on a whim."
"More importantly, you’re the hottest ticket in town right now. Everyone knows you’re gunning for the Violet Gold Medal. Opening the betting pool now would rake in a fortune."
"And those Platinum Medal holders? They don’t just loiter around the arena. They need time to be notified."
"My guess? You’ll get the call in about three days."
The proprietress’ estimate matched what Chen Chang'an had heard from the arena officials.
"You know so much about this. Must be pretty close with No-Return City’s lord, huh?" Chen Chang'an smirked.
"Trying to dig into my secrets?"
"Just be a good boy and give in to me. I’ll tell you everything, alright?"
The proprietress shot him a seductive glance, striking a pose that would make any man’s blood boil.
Too bad, for Chen Chang'an, it was utterly ineffective.
Back in the day, Mu Yunyao had gone to extreme lengths to temper his willpower—methods that had put Chen Chang'an through hell.
But over time, he’d honed a heart as still as water, unwavering as a mountain.
Compared to Mu Yunyao, the proprietress simply didn’t measure up. What might be an irresistible temptation to others was child’s play for Chen Chang'an.
"Ah, what a shame."
"It’s been so long since Master last tested my discipline. I miss those days."
Chen Chang'an sighed inwardly. Truth be told, those times had been thrilling—even if he’d spent every day either getting beaten up or on his way to getting beaten up.
The process… had been beautiful!
Noticing Chen Chang'an’s distracted gaze, the proprietress’ expression darkened.
This brat actually looked down on her?
Was her charm so lacking that he could just drift off into his thoughts?
"Ungrateful whelp. As if I’d ever actually fancy you!"
With a frosty retort, she stormed upstairs.
Watching her leave, Chen Chang'an chuckled helplessly. Women—truly enigmatic creatures. Was she really throwing a tantrum over this?
Meanwhile, in a secluded corner of No-Return City, stood a shabby wooden hut.
Inside, a man shrouded in black robes addressed two kneeling figures.
"What have you uncovered about this Chen Chang'an?"
"Reporting to Lord Asura, Chen Chang'an’s origins remain unclear. We’ve only confirmed his recent appearance in the Chaotic Zone."
"His identity and strength are both inscrutable, but rumors suggest he came here seeking information—hence his pursuit of the Violet Gold Medal."
No one would’ve guessed that No-Return City’s lord lurked in such a humble dwelling.
"Seeking information?"
"Understood. Continue your investigation and monitor Chen Chang'an’s every move."
"Yes, Lord Asura."
Once his subordinates departed, Asura shed his black robes and stepped out of the hut.
Not long after, Chen Chang'an arrived with Da Huang in tow.
"Da Huang, this is the place?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Yeah, should be. Something about this spot feels off," Da Huang nodded.
Chen Chang'an approached and pushed the door open with ease.
The interior reeked of neglect, cluttered and unkempt.
His brow furrowed. Someone lived here?
"Someone was definitely here recently, but they’ve already left."
"It seems we've arrived a step too late."
"Do you think this person could be the lord of the Unreturned City?"
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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.”
