Thanks to "First Embrace" for the 20 bonus chapters (rubbing forehead with a smile that could make hearts tremble).
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The night wind howled, but Zixuan's heart turned ice-cold.
Her lips trembled uncontrollably, as if she wanted to say something, but her throat felt blocked, unable to utter a single sound.
Her eyes widened, filled with disbelief, locked onto Qin Luo.
She searched his face for even a trace of jest, but his resolute expression shattered her last glimmer of hope.
"This... this can't be..."
Zixuan finally forced out a whisper, her voice so faint it was nearly drowned out by the roaring wind.
Her mind went blank, thoughts tangled like a knotted mess.
She couldn't comprehend how Qin Luo had pierced through the concealment of the Fate Space and detected her presence.
The Fate Space wasn't her power—it belonged to the Supreme Fate System!
This was a system!
How could he possibly sense it?
For centuries, she had been trapped here.
But at the same time...
This was her proudest trump card.
Her absolute safe haven for manipulating fate and interfering with the world.
For hundreds of years, she had pulled strings within this space, never once detected, never once breached.
This was her confidence.
Yet now, Qin Luo stood before her effortlessly, shattering her arrogance and the illusion of control.
Her hands clenched unconsciously, nails digging deep into her palms, yet she felt no pain.
Her body trembled slightly—whether from fear or deep unease, she couldn't tell.
A single thought flashed through Zixuan's mind:
I have to... run!
Meanwhile, Qin Luo...
He stared at the seemingly empty air before him, deep in thought.
His perception had expanded to its limits.
Yet, he still couldn't pinpoint the exact location of the Fate System's wielder.
But Mu He's repeated power surges screamed one thing—
Someone was behind all this.
So, the wielder of the Fate System had to be here!
But where exactly? Qin Luo wasn't sure. At best, he could only vaguely "see" traces.
And even that required specific conditions.
For example...
Buzz—!
A fleeting ripple pulsed from a building ahead.
Qin Luo's gaze sharpened.
This peculiar frequency was the key to catching them.
Without hesitation, he leaped toward the source of the disturbance.
Back with Zixuan...
She had just jumped to another rooftop, about to exhale in relief when—
"Is the view better here?"
Qin Luo's voice exploded beside her ear.
Zixuan: !!
What?!
Her pupils constricted—he had followed her?!
No, I have to keep moving... Wait.
She paused mid-thought.
Looking at Qin Luo, who had appeared beside her, she studied him carefully.
He showed no intention of attacking. His gaze, though directed at her, seemed to look right through her, as if staring at empty air.
So that's how it is.
The panic in Zixuan's heart gradually subsided.
The tension on her face faded.
She let out a quiet sigh.
Damn it, had centuries of going undetected made her this jumpy at the first sign of exposure?
Zixuan, is this really you?
The Fate Space was carved out by the Supreme Fate System!
No existence could see or touch it!
Even if someone sensed her through some means, they still couldn't harm her!
This situation proved it—
This underling could only vaguely perceive her, nothing more.
And even that perception had to be ambiguous at best.
With this realization, Zixuan wasted no time.
Just to be safe, she leaped away again, putting distance between herself and Qin Luo.
Then, she refocused on manipulating the threads of fate for Mu He and Qing'er.
Just you wait. Once I complete my mission, I'll twist your fate and your precious young mistress's into knots!
Buzz...
The faint ripples Qin Luo alone could sense resurfaced near another building.
Exposed again...
A thoughtful glint flashed in Qin Luo's eyes.
He could sense the disturbances but couldn't land a decisive blow.
So, he guessed the Fate System's wielder had likely regained composure by now.
The wielder of the Fate System...
Interesting.
Qin Luo activated his Heavenly Eye, scanning the surroundings.
But aside from the endless waves of spawned monsters, he detected nothing.
Why?
If these strange ripples marked the Fate System's wielder...
Where were they hiding?
Untouchable... yet detectable...
Unless...
A faint smirk tugged at Qin Luo's lips.
He understood now.
They were in a separate space, a layer apart from this one.
The only difference was—
They could safely manipulate events from within.
But it didn't matter.
He'd force them to slip up.
After all...
Boom!!
Qin Luo glanced down at the colossal Blighted Flower battling Su Muwan below.
The Fate System's wielder would intervene for only two reasons:
One—sheer amusement.
Or two...
It was a mission assigned by their system!
If it were the first, they would've fled the moment they were exposed.
Yet they stayed, still pulling the strings of fate.
That left only the second possibility.
Meanwhile, Zixuan...
Having steadied herself, she began weaving the tangled threads of fate for Mu He and Qing'er.
The more fortune one possessed, the denser their threads of fate.
But when those threads intertwined just right, the person would gain the heavens' favor, destined to rise to the world's peak!
However...
Zixuan stared at the chaotic, knotted mess before her, sighing in exasperation.
Su Muwan's strength was absurdly overwhelming.
It was like a level 100 raid boss camping the spawn point of newbies.
Still, while untangling this mess was tedious, it wasn't impossible.
Once the threads were properly aligned, Mu He and Qing'er would once again escape death by sheer "miracle," even turning desperation into triumph.
This was fate.
This was the heavens' will.
No mere mortal could defy destiny itself!
But just as the thought crossed her mind—
Buzzzz—!!
The fate threads, which had begun stabilizing, suddenly went haywire again.
!!
Zixuan froze, then whipped her head toward the Blighted Flower.
What she saw made her jaw drop.
Because another figure had joined the fight.
Whoosh!
Qin Luo, clad in black, floated beside Su Muwan.
"Luo Luo!"
"Look at them!"
Su Muwan was fuming.
She was beyond fed up with Mu He's twentieth-plus power surge.
Seriously?!
This was worse than grinding T0 bosses in her past life!
Who the hell gets twenty power-ups in a row?!
Shouting about bonds and friendship and suddenly pulling out another cheat?
No shame left in the hack?!
Qin Luo chuckled.
"Don't worry, young mistress."
"Give it your all in a moment."
Su Muwan hesitated. "Give it my all... won't that kill the person?"
"Don't worry, I'll back you up."
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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.
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.”
