Su Yuehe looked at Chen Guan, and when she thought about tomorrow, the light returned to her beautiful eyes.
“Chen Guan.”
She spoke softly. “Will you give it your all in tomorrow’s match?”
Chen Guan set down the crab leg in his hand, wiped his fingers with a napkin, and met her gaze. He nodded seriously.
“Of course I will.”
Su Yuehe smiled. It was like the first thaw after winter, and the entire private room seemed to brighten.
“Then I can rest easy.”
She picked up the glass of juice in front of her and raised it toward Chen Guan from across the table.
“Please guide me tomorrow.”
“Likewise.”
Chen Guan raised his own glass.
“All right, all right.”
An Changqing stood up and lifted his wineglass, interrupting the tension that was about to rise between the two of them.
He looked around the room, wearing his trademark gentle smile.
“No matter what the result is tomorrow, Huaqing is the greatest winner this time.”
“This toast is to all of us, and to the effort we’ve put in over the past two weeks.”
“Cheers!”
“Cheers!”
Everyone stood. The glasses clinked together, ringing out with a crisp sound.
…
The following day, the day of the finals.
The sky was already bright, yet the stadium, which could hold a hundred thousand people, was quieter than the night before dawn.
Everyone had arrived early, as if afraid of missing even the smallest detail of this battle for the ages.
An invisible pressure spread from the arena at the center of the stadium, enveloping every person present.
At nine in the morning, the battle for third place began on schedule.
From the chairman’s platform, An Changsong announced, “The third-place match will be between Bai Huanran of Beishi Academy and Shizuko Kaga of Kamitani Academy.”
Bai Huanran rose and immediately headed toward the arena.
However, the Kamitani Academy rest area was completely empty.
“Due to the severity of the injuries sustained in yesterday’s match, Kamitani Academy’s Shizuko Kaga has withdrawn.”
An Changsong’s voice echoed through the silence.
“The winner of this match is Bai Huanran of Beishi Academy.”
Bai Huanran stood alone on the enormous arena, unable even to find an opponent to bow to.
He had become the tournament’s third-place winner, securing third place for Beishi Academy and, at the very least, saving face for the school.
Bai Huanran pulled at the corner of his mouth, then bowed deeply toward the empty space before him. After that, he silently walked off the arena.
At ten in the morning, the final battle was about to begin.
Inside a box on the chairman’s platform, Santai swirled the red liquid in his glass, excitement burning in his eyes.
Fight, fight! I want to see blood flowing like a river!
Below, in Huaqing Academy’s rest area, the spectators found themselves unable to cheer for either side. It was a case of being torn between two favorites.
One represented raw stats, while the other represented mechanics. It was truly impossible to say who would win.
From the chairman’s platform, An Changsong’s voice spread throughout the stadium through the loudspeakers, reaching countless screens across the world.
“In this year’s Academy Exchange Tournament, the championship match will be between Su Yuehe of Huaqing Academy and Chen Guan of Huaqing Academy.”
“Begin!”
As An Changsong’s final words faded, Su Yuehe looked at Chen Guan. Her eyes, usually filled with starlight, now held nothing but seriousness.
She did not move. Her red lips parted, and every word she spoke was like an iron law crashing into the air.
“This place forbids blades and weapons.”
The instant her words fell, the black scythe on Chen Guan’s shoulder let out a low hum, as if it had come alive and was trying to break free from his grasp.
An invisible force pressed in from every direction, all of it acting upon the scythe.
Chen Guan raised an eyebrow and applied a little more strength with his palm, only to discover that the scythe truly felt as heavy as a mountain. He could not lift it at all.
It seemed that, with his current strength, he still could not ignore Wordcraft.
Before Chen Guan had time to react, Su Yuehe raised her hand and invoked several more edicts.
“This place forbids speed.”
“This place forbids brute force.”
One word after another left her lips, weaving an invisible net that layered the entire arena with shackles of rules.
This was the strategy she had devised the night before.
The first command would prevent Chen Guan from using a weapon.
The second would nullify his speed.
The third would eliminate his physical strength.
That way, all that remained of Chen Guan’s arsenal was his spiritual power. Su Yuehe admitted that Chen Guan’s spiritual power was formidable, but hers was not weak either. This was the fastest way to narrow the gap between them.
On the other side, Chen Guan felt the restraints around him growing heavier.
The entire space seemed to be telling him: You are not allowed to move quickly. You are not allowed to exert force.
He tried to lift his foot. It was a simple movement, yet it felt as though he were carrying a mountain on his back. Every inch he moved seemed to meet the resistance of the entire world.
So this was what it felt like to have Wordcraft imposed upon him.
To restrict him absolutely, Su Yuehe had not merely applied Wordcraft to his body. She had directly rewritten the rules of this place, making them as natural and immutable as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.
These rules restricted Su Yuehe as well as Chen Guan.
But none of them affected Su Yuehe’s combat ability very much. All things considered, they had clearly been aimed at him.
Faced with this nearly unsolvable situation, Chen Guan slowly closed his eyes.
He did not try to break through the restraints with brute force. That would have been exactly what his opponent wanted.
Since the rules forbade strength, he would use the power of illusion instead.
The instant Chen Guan’s eyelids closed, the entire world changed within his perception.
The real sounds of the mountains and the sea, the lights in the stands, and the gazes from the chairman’s platform all rapidly faded, transforming into a monotonous gray-white.
In their place appeared an endless spiritual ocean.
Within that ocean, Su Yuehe’s figure was as clear as a lighthouse radiating a gentle light.
Around her floated several chains of law forged from words. One end was connected to her, while the other was wrapped around him.
“He closed his eyes. What is he trying to do?”
“Has he given up? Under these rules, physical attacks are useless, but does he have any other means?”
In the stands, the spectators craned their necks, their faces filled with confusion.
At that moment, on an arena where the laws of the physical world had been completely sealed, a silent battle—far more dangerous than any clash of blades—had already begun.
Boom!
A mighty surge of spiritual power erupted from Chen Guan.
Su Yuehe sensed the spiritual shockwave at once.
She was like a small boat caught in a raging storm. Chen Guan’s unreasonable spiritual power transformed into massive waves that crashed against the defenses of her mind, one after another.
Yet she continued to stand straight, without the slightest trace of panic on her face.
“This place safeguards the mind.”
She spoke again, and an invisible spiritual barrier formed before her. It firmly blocked the raging tide of spiritual power. No matter how violently the waves struck, they could not shake it.
“It’s useless.”
Chen Guan’s voice seemed to ring directly inside Su Yuehe’s mind.
“In my world, your rules are worthless.”
The instant his words fell, the scene before Su Yuehe’s eyes twisted.
The arena, the spectators, even the entire world dissolved like paint dropped into water. They melted, swirled, and finally transformed into a vast gray-white mist.
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
