"Chen Xing... is dead?"
Shen Yiyue widened her eyes in disbelief.
"We... survived?"
After struggling for so long, they had finally reached their destination. The overwhelming impact of it all left her momentarily stunned.
"You've worked so hard..."
Ning Yu gently embraced her once more. What Shen Yiyue had endured was far heavier than Ning Yu's own burdens.
The longer the resistance of the weak persists, the more precious it becomes.
"No..."
Shen Yiyue shook her head lightly, nuzzling her cheek against Ning Yu like a contented cat.
"I was too weak. I couldn’t find you, and in the end, it was you who saved me..."
Ning Yu couldn’t help but interrupt her:
"If it weren’t for you searching for me time and time again, I wouldn’t have made it this far."
"We might have all died from the very beginning."
"Don’t dismiss your own efforts. Every time I saw you trying to save me, I couldn’t hold back my emotions."
Shen Yiyue listened in a daze, then whispered into Ning Yu’s ear:
"Would you cry for me?"
"Haven’t I already cried?"
Ning Yu replied softly.
"But if you cry, you won’t be the cool, collected killer anymore, will you?"
Huh?
Ning Yu was momentarily stunned. When did Shen Yiyue find out...
She sifted through her fragmented memories and suddenly recalled a moment in one of the cycles where, before dying, she had been trapped with Shen Yiyue.
In her final moments, she had shared many things she wanted to say.
But thinking about it now, it didn’t matter. There was nothing in her past that she couldn’t share with Shen Yiyue.
After all, the most important thing, driven by her desire for something "real," had already been revealed.
The distance between their two warm souls had been nearly nonexistent for a long time.
"What, do you prefer the cool, aloof type?"
Ning Yu pretended to put on a stern face, her gaze carrying just a hint of menace as she stared at Shen Yiyue.
"No."
Shen Yiyue pouted, pinching Ning Yu’s cheeks to try and coax a smile out of her.
"I want the real you, just as you are."
"You’re such a fool."
Ning Yu chuckled, then suddenly pulled out a mirror from her system space and held it up to Shen Yiyue.
She reached out to brush aside Shen Yiyue’s bangs, revealing the iris flower pattern on her forehead.
"Huh?"
Shen Yiyue caught sight of the faint red iris mark and leaned closer to the mirror for a better look.
"Ah, my face is so dirty... I must have smudged it all over you earlier..."
Of course, the first thing a girl checks when looking in a mirror is whether she still looks pretty.
Ning Yu’s face darkened: *Is that really what you’re focusing on right now?*
But she didn’t hesitate, pulling out a wet wipe from her system space to clean the dust off Shen Yiyue’s face.
"Wait, Ning Yu, don’t wipe it yet... I haven’t had a good look..."
Shen Yiyue reached out to stop her, only to realize the wipe hadn’t removed the iris pattern.
Now her face was clean and bare, free of any makeup, yet to Ning Yu, she was the most beautiful.
"Do you like the pattern?"
Ning Yu asked.
"Ning Yu..."
Shen Yiyue hesitated.
"I’ve heard that if a girl gets a tattoo..."
Ning Yu nearly choked, unable to resist adding:
"Doesn’t that make her a ‘bad girl’?"
"That’s not it!"
Shen Yiyue smacked Ning Yu lightly, then continued curiously:
"So what is this, really?"
She pointed to her forehead, not really believing it was just a tattoo. She had seen too many strange things from Ning Yu to think otherwise.
Ning Yu pulled a small knife from her weapon case and handed it to Shen Yiyue.
"Try making a small cut."
Shen Yiyue was no stranger to this kind of "self-harm." Without a second thought, she took the knife and slashed a large gash into her thigh.
Crimson blood immediately stained her pale skin, dripping down her leg and pooling on the ground.
She had long since grown accustomed to this level of pain, not even flinching, though it was unclear when she had developed such endurance.
"Hey, you didn’t have to make such a big cut."
Ning Yu quickly snatched the knife back, worried she might inflict more wounds on herself.
"Hehe, I just wanted to see you worry about me. Now I’m satisfied."
Shen Yiyue grinned, completely unfazed, then added:
"Don’t worry, I still have my..."
Before she could finish the word "abilities," her outstretched hand froze. She realized her power to rewind time and heal wounds no longer worked.
"Your abilities must have weakened significantly."
Ning Yu looked at her apologetically. After all, she was the one who had used Shen Yiyue to open the 【Xuanpin Gate】 and obtain the 【Time】 origin as a weapon.
Within three seconds, the wound on Shen Yiyue’s leg healed completely under the effect of 【The Song of the Iris’s】 【Rest】.
Her leg was now flawless, as if nothing had happened.
"Huh?"
Shen Yiyue blinked, and the wound on her leg was gone, the pain vanished.
She looked up at Ning Yu, who wore a guilty expression, and reached out to touch her cheek:
"I’m glad my power could be used by you. It’s like we defeated Chen Xing together, right?"
"Now stop feeling guilty and tell me what this is!"
She quickly changed the subject, eager for an explanation.
"Well..."
Ning Yu’s eyes grew distant as she recalled the visions she had seen while wielding 【Chronos Blade】, aided by the knowledge it provided.
Those memories, fading with the disappearance of Chronos, were nearly gone, but she still faintly remembered.
However...
"It’s nothing, just a little secret I planted on you!"
Ning Yu decided to keep it to herself for now, flashing a mischievous "guess what" smile.
"What’s with the mystery..."
Shen Yiyue pouted but didn’t press further, taking the mirror from Ning Yu to examine the iris pattern on her forehead again.
"By the way, Ning Yu, what happened to Chen Xing’s mutated zombies?"
Shen Yiyue suddenly noticed that aside from the two of them, only ruins remained.
. 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!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
