At the Divine Frost Domain, beneath the Tree of Destiny.
The night was deep, and the leaves of the Tree of Destiny rustled softly in the breeze, as if whispering something.
Or rather, they probably couldn’t whisper much anymore.
Because Qin Luo kept plucking its leaves—what he called "harvesting destiny leaves"—the tree had grown noticeably sparse.
A golden silhouette sat on one of the branches, legs swinging lightly, gazing distantly at the starry sky.
"In three days, all factions will make their move."
Its voice was ethereal and indifferent, as if stating a predestined outcome.
"The true script of the Heavenly Dao is finally about to begin."
Doctor Ya stood nearby, brows slightly furrowed, her fingers unconsciously rubbing her cheek.
"Something feels... off."
The golden silhouette glanced at her, tone laced with amusement. "What’s wrong with you lately? Always rubbing your face. Did someone slap you from afar or something?"
Doctor Ya: "..."
After a moment of silence, she shook her head. "Probably just my imagination."
But the moment she spoke—
Hiss!
Ouch!
Doctor Ya suddenly clutched her left cheek, pupils shrinking. "...Again?!"
The golden silhouette: "..."
It stared at her unchanged face, silent for two seconds before bursting into laughter. "Your ‘imagination’ seems pretty frequent, huh?"
Doctor Ya’s face darkened, teeth gritted. "...Shut up!"
She took a deep breath, suppressing her frustration, and muttered, "Will the main body’s script... really proceed smoothly?"
The golden silhouette’s smile faded, confidence unwavering. "Of course."
"Everything is under the Heavenly Dao’s control."
The next day.
Floating Island Palace.
Morning light spilled across the courtyard as Su Muwan sat cross-legged, surrounded by a dazzling halo of icy-blue radiance.
Having consumed too much primordial and law energy at once, Qin Luo had dragged her out of bed early to consolidate her gains.
Now, Su Muwan’s hair floated weightlessly, the tips gradually transforming into crystalline strands of ice—each seemingly capable of freezing time itself.
"Sigh..."
She slowly opened her eyes, galaxies swirling in the depths of her pupils.
Extreme frost gathered at her fingertips, forming a single snowflake. With a gentle pinch—
Crack!
The very space around it fractured into fine, icy fissures!
"How do you feel, Young Mistress?" Qin Luo asked, grinning from the sidelines.
Su Muwan smirked, tilting her chin up proudly. "I’m terrifyingly strong now!"
No sooner had she spoken than she flipped her palm, summoning a blazing flame—followed by lightning, gales, earth energy...
Extreme frost, fire, thunder, wind, earth, light, darkness, annihilation...
Countless primordial forces cycled through her grasp, as if all the world’s laws bowed to her will!
Truthfully, Qin Luo was a little baffled.
One or two primordial energies? Sure. But Su Muwan had somehow ended up with a wholesale supply of them.
At this point, wasn’t she practically the Heavenly Dao’s equal?
"Hmph! Stabilization complete. Oh, right."
As she spoke, Su Muwan pulled out a golden, shimmering fruit from her spatial ring.
The Eternal Dao Fruit!
A reward from their victory in the Great Thousand Battlefield, unused until now.
"If we’re going all out, might as well go all the way!"
Without hesitation, she swallowed it whole.
BOOM—!
A violent surge of energy erupted, her halo expanding into a towering pillar of light that pierced the heavens!
The spiritual energy of the Divine Frost Domain converged wildly, forming a massive vortex above her—as if even the Heavenly Dao was lending its power!
Then—
Her aura skyrocketed—
Peak Sovereign Realm!
Half-Step Eternal!
Eternal Realm!!
Finally, her cultivation stabilized at the late-stage Eternal Realm, yet her combat power far surpassed her peers.
At the same time, her comprehension of the Frost Law deepened exponentially.
"Time... freeze!"
Hum—!
With a tap of her finger, time within a hundred-mile radius ground to a halt!
Falling leaves hung suspended, birds mid-flap froze in place, even Qin Luo’s teacup paused mid-pour.
Perfect mastery of the Frost Law!
In her past life, Su Muwan could barely freeze time for one second.
Now? She’d reached heights she’d never dreamed of before.
Hehehe...
Su Muwan’s lips curled smugly. Back then, her frost energy had been too weak, so Qin Luo could still move during her time-freeze.
But times had changed. A mere Qin Luo? He’d be stuck like everyone else—
Just as she thought—
"Not bad, Young Mistress."
Qin Luo’s voice rang out casually as he swirled his teacup.
The tea continued flowing, utterly ignoring the frozen time!
Su Muwan blinked, then gaped. "You—how are you moving?!"
Qin Luo shrugged. "Maybe I’m just immune to this ability?"
Su Muwan: "..."
Fuming, she hurled a blade of frost at him. "What’s with that attitude, huh?!"
Qin Luo dodged effortlessly, pulling out a plate of freshly baked cream puffs. "Your reward."
Su Muwan’s eyes lit up, anger forgotten as she happily munched away.
Between bites, she suddenly sighed. "But honestly, why are we even training so hard? It’s all because the Heavenly Dao lost its mind!"
"If it hadn’t gone crazy, we’d be lounging on the couch eating chips right now!"
Qin Luo nodded solemnly. "True. The Heavenly Dao’s a real piece of work."
Su Muwan took an aggressive bite of her puff, mumbling through crumbs. "Once I’m strong enough, I’m slapping the Heavenly Dao first thing!"
Qin Luo: "+1"
Life was hard. The two sighed in unison.
Ugh, why are we so unlucky?
All they wanted was a normal life, but that damn Heavenly Dao had to go off the rails.
Now they were stuck grinding nonstop.
Hmph. Heavenly Dao, you better hide well—because if we find you...!!
Just then—
"Master!! Mistress!!"
"Emergency!!"
A panicked voice shouted from afar.
They looked up to see Xiaobai—in human form—rushing toward them, face pale.
She skidded to a stop, gasping. "I just got word from divine beasts in other worlds!"
"The Abominations!! They’ve invaded!!"
"They’ve possessed most of the Sacred Domain’s people! The domain lords entering the Divine Frost Domain in two days are all Abominations in disguise!"
"Where the Abominations tread, heaven and earth crumble!"
"The Four Divine Beasts have already turned to stone and fallen into slumber!"
"We have to find and awaken them!"
"Otherwise—the Great Thousand World is doomed!"
Xiaobai’s tone was deadly serious. The situation was dire. Who’d have thought she’d be the only divine beast left?
Speaking of which—
"Mistress? When did you reach the Eternal Realm?! As expected of you!"
Qin Luo: "..."
Su Muwan: "..."
Seriously? We’re already past that plot point!
With no other choice, Qin Luo began explaining.

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

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.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

【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.)