Everyone has their own [fate].
Everyone is bound by their [fate].
No one can control their [fate].
But...
Zixuan is different.
As the possessor of the strongest Fate System, she has broken free from fate and become its master.
The threads of destiny for every person are laid bare before her eyes.
With a flick of her finger, she can turn an ordinary person into someone extraordinary.
Or reduce those destined for wealth to utter poverty.
Over the centuries, aside from completing the system's tasks,
she has quietly toyed with the threads of people's fates.
Sometimes, she even takes a liking to certain individuals and weaves a thread of prosperity into their otherwise tragic destinies.
The thrill of controlling others' fates is intoxicating.
Yet... over time, even this pleasure has begun to bore her.
After all, as the living embodiment of [Fate] in the mortal world,
she cannot leave the realm of fate, forever confined to this liminal space.
No one can touch her, and she, in turn, cannot touch the physical world.
Mu He, the head of the Martial Arts Alliance in Illusory Star City,
is the target of her current mission—to protect him.
Zixuan stands atop the tallest building in Illusory Star City,
her gaze piercing through layers of barriers as if she could see Mu He directly.
"Honestly unbelievable... someone has tangled his fate threads into such a mess."
Her voice carries a hint of fascination.
For years,
she has never encountered anyone capable of altering another's fate.
But now, she has.
Originally, Mu He's fate was to sacrifice others to revive his beloved Qing'er.
Yet he would soon discover a cruel truth:
Qing'er would return, but not as a normal girl—instead, as a monstrous being.
Though she retained her consciousness, she required regular feeding.
Mu He would later sustain her with his own blood,
and together, they would rise to become the Martial Arts Alliance's strongest warriors.
As for those he sacrificed...
Well, they were inconsequential.
After all, Mu He was this world's Chosen One, blessed by the heavens.
The lives of a few ants could never disrupt his grand destiny.
He would gain many friends, and they would understand his reasons for the sacrifices.
Because sacrificing others to revive a loved one? That's just a beautiful tale of devotion.
You know, the whole "He killed many, but I believe he's a good person" kind of thing.
But...
"Tsk tsk..."
Zixuan's eyes flicker with amusement as she observes the two figures inside the Martial Arts Alliance headquarters.
"How interesting..."
These two nearly shattered Mu He's original fate entirely.
Truly fascinating.
If not for the system's warning, prompting her to arrive early,
who knows what might have happened to Mu He's destiny?
At the critical moment, she intervened—shifting his [Death Thread] into a [Life Thread].
Mu He couldn't unleash his power, but his beloved did in his stead.
Thus, he was saved.
But it wasn't enough.
Now...
Zixuan hovers midair, her eyes glowing violet as she studies Mu He's fate threads.
Then her gaze shifts to Qin Luo and Su Muwan. She licks her lips and murmurs,
"Let's see if you two can bring me some entertainment."
After all, this is a rare system mission.
...
"What?! How did he escape?!"
Su Muwan is stunned.
He got away like that??
Qin Luo merely raises an eyebrow, glancing in the direction Mu He vanished.
A smirk tugs at his lips. "Interesting."
"Hey, hey—how is this interesting?!"
Su Muwan groans. "Last time was the same. Every time we try to deal with a T0, someone shows up to save them."
Qin Luo nods. "That's because their luck is high—favored by the heavens. But Mu He is different."
"There's something off here."
He tries to calculate, but nothing comes to him.
Then—
[I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you!]
A furious roar echoes through the air.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan look up simultaneously.
The once-plain wall before them is now overgrown with vines, twisting into a massive maw.
It shrieks, "I'll never forgive those who hurt Xiao He—!"
Boom!
Su Muwan hurls a blast of icy spiritual energy, shattering the wall instantly.
But as the debris falls, it transforms into writhing plants.
She frowns. "What the hell is this?"
Qin Luo turns his attention outside.
The modern cityscape is rapidly morphing before their eyes.
Skyscrapers are engulfed in emerald vines, windows stretching into enormous petals, streetlights contorting into thick floral stems.
The air is thick with the cloying scent of flowers, yet it carries an oppressive weight.
At the city's heart, all the plant-like matter converges, forming a colossal blossom.
Towering over a hundred meters, its petals shimmer with an eerie glow, its pulsating energy making the entire city tremble.
Monsters burst from the soil around the flower—twisted, thorn-covered abominations reeking of decay.
They howl, charging toward Qin Luo and Su Muwan.
Meanwhile, the giant flower seems sentient. From its core, Mu He's voice blends with Qing'er's, snarling:
[No one will harm Xiao He! No one will tear us apart!]
Are these two insane??
Qin Luo sighs. "We’ll have to bill the Alliance for demon extermination later."
"How could headquarters miss an entire demon-infested city?"
Su Muwan clicks her tongue, ice crystals swirling in her palm. "What’s Mu He thinking? Reviving his girlfriend doesn’t mean turning a city into a jungle."
"I was planning to wrap this up fast and enjoy some leisure time."
"Leisure will have to wait," Qin Luo says.
Just as he prepares to strike—
[Alert: Host of the "Strongest Fate System" detected!]
[Master, please capture this system!]
Hm? Wait.
Qin Luo pauses, then grins in realization.
His fingers press against his face, barely containing his excitement.
Heh... so that’s it.
His smirk widens uncontrollably. "Hey, princess."
"Yeah?"
"Now... we can really have some fun."
"??"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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.
