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."
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
