Luo Wei and Tilis walked side by side in this desolate world.
Time seemed to have lost its meaning. They didn't know how far they had traveled, nor for how long.
After all, without the shackles of a frail physical body, if Luo Wei wanted to, he could walk like this forever, until the end of time.
But walking like this held no meaning at all.
Under the eternal scorch of the blazing sun, there were only endless red-brown wastelands and relentless, terrifying sandstorms, with rocks and sands being the entirety of this world.
Desolate, lonely—this was a dead world.
Luo Wei glanced silently at Tilis beside him.
During this journey, she had gone from excitement to silence, and now, her eyes were full of doubt.
“Should we continue walking?” Luo Wei asked.
“I don't know...” Tilis shook her head, hesitant to speak, “This... isn't what I imagined. The world I wanted to reach isn't like this...”
“Don't you get it yet?” Luo Wei smiled and said, “For a planet, the miracle of generating life is already extraordinary.”
Tilis’ eyes silently fell on him.
Luo Wei looked at this desolate world and sighed, “Although I didn’t have a good impression of the place we left behind, humans living like ants... but...”
“No matter how terrible it was there, compared to this godforsaken place, it's unbelievably wonderful.”
The mere thought of living here until the universe destroyed filled Luo Wei with endless emptiness. That damned old god, compared to this place at this moment... somehow became a little cute.
He even missed the potato feast at the school gate...
He even wanted to savor fish and chips one more time, admitting that it wasn't bad after all.
Tilis began to argue, “No, it's not that. Even though it's desolate here, we're not alone!”
“I have you!”
“As long as I’m with you, even if we stay here until the heavens and earth rot away, until the universe dies, I’ll still be very happy!”
Luo Wei disagreed, looking at her, “You think that now, but you might not feel the same later.”
Humans are a social species, also experts at finding joy to make themselves comfortable.
Although Tilis’ previous life was dull, she still had basic spiritual needs. But in a world with nothing at all, not even a single book to pass the time, she might soon grow tired of it.
Tilis herself knew this, and after a long silence, she sighed with regret.
“Although I hate to admit it, there was indeed a slight mistake in this plan...”
“I never expected the probability of finding a world with life would be so small.”
“But don’t worry.”
She tried to gather her spirit and scooped up a handful of sand.
“Once I gather the basic elements needed for black magic, I’ll recreate our bodies for us.”
“We can go to other worlds. Sooner or later, we’ll find a world that fits my ideal!”
“You do that on your own. I’m not coming with you.” Luo Wei shrugged and floated back the way they came.
“Luo Wei! Where are you going?!” Tilis was shocked and quickly caught up.
“I’m going home.” Luo Wei didn’t explain further.
“No! You can’t go back!” Tilis’ spirit blocked Luo Wei’s path.
“You’re not allowed to leave! I forbid you to leave my side!”
“Tilis, can you even stop me now?” Luo Wei smiled at her.
Then, he easily passed through Tilis’ spirit and continued walking forward.
Both had lost their physical bodies and were now in spiritual form. Tilis could no longer do anything to him.
“You can’t leave!” Tilis chased after him like a madwoman.
Furiously grabbing Luo Wei, her spirit fluctuated violently, causing some interference to Luo Wei’s body.
“Why torture yourself like this?” Luo Wei glanced at her, controlling his spirit's cohesion with his mind. When his arm disappeared, he broke free from Tilis’ grip.
Tilis chased after him once more.
She stood in front of Luo Wei excitedly, her spirit flickering intensely.
“If that’s the case, no one will leave! Even if we become ghosts, I’ll be forever entangled with you!!”
“Stop being insane, I’m trying to save you, understand?” Luo Wei glanced at her and then looked towards the desolate distance.
Actually, this world wasn’t completely devoid of life. If hounds could be considered life, then...
Ever since those hounds chased through the gate, they had been following the duo relentlessly.
The hounds clearly hadn’t anticipated that after Luo Wei and Tilis’ deaths, their will would still exist, making them a kind of `escaped prey'.
They truly were eternal hunters in the fabric of space-time. Once they set their sights on a target, they pursued it relentlessly until their mission was fulfilled.
But this was actually good news for Luo Wei.
He gave the pack of hounds a big middle finger.
“Luo Wei! What are you doing?!” Tilis looked at him, puzzled.
“Suicide.” Luo Wei answered frankly.
“But you’re dead already! You can’t die again in a spiritual form!” Tilis was even more confused.
“It’s a different kind of death.” Luo Wei saw the furious hounds rushing towards him and smiled with satisfaction.
Sanity was another form of health bar. When sanity ran out, the game couldn’t continue, and one would be forced to reload the game.
He had used this trick several times before, and it worked every time.
As those terrifying beings, disrupting space and twisting reality, drew closer, Luo Wei felt an icy feeling of killing intent and a sharp trembling in his mind.
【Sanity check in progress...】
With so many hounds... a few checks and he would say goodbye to this world.
Tilis immediately panicked. She anxiously tugged at Luo Wei’s arm.
“Luo Wei! Don’t do this!”
“Stay away from those things! We’re spiritual beings! They can’t catch up to us!!”
Luo Wei’s spirit fluctuated violently, but he resolutely walked toward the approaching hounds.
“Sorry, Tilis... this time I can’t accompany you.”
He turned back to look at her and gave her a smile.
“I will make you give up that stubborn idea, and I promise, we will return to how we were at the beginning.”
“We’ll see each other again.”
“Luo Wei!!” Tilis couldn’t believe her eyes.
“You liar! Big liar! What’s with ‘see you again'! There’s no ‘see you again’! Do you even know what you’re saying!!”
Of course, there will be “see you again.” Luo Wei smiled faintly at her. My time rewind is far more advanced than that “gate”...
“The gate” could touch upon the opening and end of time, but what had happened was already set in stone.
But I can make the story return to the starting point, covering everything and rewriting the tragedies. This way, nothing happens, and the world is beautiful once again.
The only one bearing all this is, of course, myself.
He would sacrifice his own existence to create the perfect ending.
【Sanity check in progress...】
【Sanity check in progress...】
Luo Wei’s world turned dark, and he lost all perception once again.
...
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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.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
