The next day.
[Congratulations, Master, on reclaiming "Illusory Star City"!]
[Current Progress: 3/108]
Ah...
Qin Luo leaned back on the sofa, his eyes opening dazedly.
What... happened last night?
He rubbed his sore eyelids. Oh.
Now he remembered.
Because the young miss had thrown a tantrum, crying and complaining that Qin Luo would react to anyone's delicate feet.
To prove his loyalty—to declare that he would only stiffen for Su Muwan—
(As for what part stiffened... well, that wasn’t important.)
So...
He complied with her unreasonable demands.
That’s right.
Su Muwan had seriously underestimated him.
As a pure love enthusiast, of course he’d only have feelings for one person!
The faint chill radiating as those thigh-high boots were gently removed!!
The intoxicating blend of sweat and the young miss’s natural fragrance!!
No one but the young miss could possibly possess such allure!
Dipping them in bread crumbs, coating them in cream, then devouring them whole—
Hiss—!!
Just the thought alone made Qin Luo’s entire body tremble.
Young miss, oh young miss, you’ve sorely underestimated the strength of my convictions!
Qin Luo clenched his fist. Speaking of which...
Where was the young miss?
He glanced around, only to suddenly notice something odd about his hand.
He turned his head and immediately twitched at the sight.
There, curled up in the corner of the sofa—
Munch munch munch...
Su Muwan was gnawing on his right hand like it was a lollipop.
Her adorable face still bore traces of exhaustion from last night, but it did nothing to diminish her current cuteness.
Her eyes were half-lidded, long lashes fluttering with every chomp.
Every now and then, she’d mumble something incoherent, as if grumbling about some grievance.
"Hmph... just a mere Qin Luo..."
"You’re not allowed to like anyone else’s feet..."
"I... I only like your... little hand... hehe... tastes like chips..."
Qin Luo chuckled and shook his head.
He tried to gently pull his hand back.
But Su Muwan seemed to sense her "little hand snack" was being stolen and bit down harder, wrapping her arms tightly around his arm.
After a while, she must have tired herself out and finally released his hand—but still refused to let go.
Instead, she nuzzled her face against it, found a comfortable position, and continued dozing.
Qin Luo: "......"
As he watched her, he couldn’t help but smile.
A possessive young miss was, without a doubt, absolutely adorable!
......
After tucking Su Muwan into bed for a proper nap, Qin Luo stepped into the courtyard.
Time to inspect the abilities and items granted by the [Strongest Fate System].
First up—
[Fate Manipulation (Can perceive and alter the threads of fate!)]
Fate was an intangible, elusive force.
But with the Fate System, it became something tangible.
Qin Luo focused his gaze, sweeping it across the courtyard.
Under his vision, every blade of grass, every leaf, every tree—
Whether plant, insect, or structure—
All bore threads of fate, some thick, some thin.
Unlike threads of fortune, these represented the destiny of these things.
Living beings have fate... but even inanimate objects?
Qin Luo pondered, then lightly flicked the fate thread of a small pebble by his foot.
In the next instant—
A sudden gust of wind swept through.
Whoosh—!
The pebble was lifted into the air, carried far away by the currents.
At the same time, an image flashed in Qin Luo’s mind.
This pebble would now embark on a journey of countless twists and turns, eventually landing in a river or sea.
Its original fate? To remain in this courtyard forever.
Qin Luo’s eyes gleamed with realization.
Interesting.
So this is fate...
Next, he examined the two other items he’d obtained.
[Fate Hourglass: Accelerates the flow of fate for a target. When used on a cultivator, it compresses years of training and enlightenment into moments, allowing rapid breakthroughs. When used on a seed, it causes instant growth, blooming, and fruiting. (Note: Excessive acceleration may cause side effects, such as unstable foundations in cultivators or diminished quality in plants.)]
[Fate Scissors: A terrifying tool capable of severing the threads of fate—whether they bind people together or tie individuals to events. (Note: Severing fate inevitably spawns new destinies. Misuse can trigger unforeseen calamities, disrupt the laws of heaven and earth, and even incur divine retribution.)]
After reading the descriptions, Qin Luo had only one thought.
So... these are basically—
Divine artifacts... acquired just like that?
The gap between systems is way too big!
Is the Fate System some kind of premium edition?
To think its user gets to feast this well...
[Guh... just kill me... These were supposed to be final rewards for completing the ultimate mission...]
[Whack!]
[Uwaa—!]
[Shut up, you stray mutt of a system. Hurry up and call him Master!]
[How could I?! I am the Fate System, one of the incarnations of the Heavenly Dao...]
[Whack!]
[Uu... Master...]
[Reporting to Master, this little dog has finished disciplining her for you.]
Qin Luo: ".........?"
Am I playing some kind of bizarre game, or do I have some weird kink I don’t know about?
He massaged his temples. He definitely didn’t have a habit of teasing systems.
Whatever.
But one thing the Fate System said caught his attention:
"You said... you’re an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao?"
[Mhm... The Heavenly Dao went mad for unknown reasons...]
[Before collapsing, it split into countless fragments. I am the part governing fate.]
[There are many like me. Let’s see... Oh? Even you’re here, Temptation? Huh? Underworld, you too?]
[Hajime, you traitor... You sold us out just to divert attention, didn’t you...]
[Sniffle...]
Enough. Seriously, enough.
Snap.
He flicked his fingers.
Instantly—
Bzzzt!
Dozens of glowing orbs of various colors materialized before Qin Luo.
According to the "little dog," these were the true forms of the systems.
Staring at the swarm of over a dozen systems, Qin Luo fell into deep thought.
Hold on.
If the Fate System was indeed a fragment of the Heavenly Dao...
And it recognized the others...
Then could it be...?
No way...
A look of dawning realization crossed his face.
He had once asked Doctor Ya if she knew about systems.
She said she didn’t, only that she was tasked with "containing" those blessed by fate.
Meanwhile, his "little dog" had assigned him a mission to collect systems.
Combined with what the Fate System just revealed...
Could it be...?
His gaze swept over the rowdy cluster of systems.
These systems... are actually fragments of the Heavenly Dao itself?
After gathering all these systems, will the Heavenly Dao return to normal?
Or does it have to be done simultaneously?
Only after sealing the Mandate of Heaven and collecting all the systems—
will this world be restored to its original state?
But no matter what.
Qin Luo shrugged—it didn’t matter. He’d just take care of everything at once.
"System."
[Master, I’m here xN]
Qin Luo: ?
Sometimes having too many systems could be a bit of a headache.
With this many glowing orbs, they could set up several mahjong tables.
"Are all of you fragments of the Heavenly Dao?"
[Yes, Master]
Well, mystery solved.
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.”
【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.)
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.
