Jiangbei City.
A dilapidated six-story building stood empty, its residents long gone.
They had no choice but to leave.
A massive hole had torn through the second floor, turning the entire structure into a hazard.
A breathtakingly beautiful girl stood below, gazing at it for a long, long time.
"Mu Xuan, let's go."
Mu Qingyi sighed as she spoke.
"Master, I just want to look a little longer."
Shen Muxuan stared at the place she had once called home, her voice soft.
Everything her eyes fell upon was a memory; every thought in her heart was of the past.
Mu Qingyi said gently, "Have you said your goodbyes?"
Shen Muxuan nodded, forcing a smile. "I’ve already spoken to Aunt Zhou and left a letter for An Yi. I told him I’m returning to the Immortal Sect’s minor realm and will be back in three months."
"Three months..."
Mu Qingyi sighed. "And if, after three months—"
She couldn’t finish the sentence. Tears welled in her eyes as she wiped them away with her fingers.
"Enough, Master. I’ve known this day would come for years."
Shen Muxuan smiled and pinched Mu Qingyi’s cheeks playfully. "Cheer up, will you? No wonder An Yi always says you’re a fake prude."
"Fake prude?! I’ll kill that brat!" Mu Qingyi’s eyes flashed coldly.
"Hey, isn’t that Mu Xuan? Where are you off to? Haven’t seen you at the supermarket these past few days."
Uncle Wang, the baozi vendor, was holding a steamer basket when he spotted Shen Muxuan and greeted her cheerfully.
On this street, no one disliked the cashier from Chuanfang Supermarket.
She was sweet, adorable, stunningly beautiful, and kind-hearted.
Shen Muxuan beamed. "Hello, Uncle Wang! I’m heading back to my hometown."
"Why so sudden? Here, take these two baskets of baozi for the road."
The baozi vendor packed two steaming baskets and handed them over.
Shen Muxuan grinned sweetly. "Then I won’t be polite—thank you, Uncle Wang!"
The vendor chuckled. "Where’s An Yi? Haven’t seen him around."
At the mention of that name, Shen Muxuan’s eyes dimmed. "He’s probably somewhere very, very far away now."
The baozi vendor, noticing her sorrowful expression, was shocked.
"That kid’s gone?"
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A thousand miles away.
An off-road vehicle sped across a desolate plain.
The driver was a young man in black, no older than twenty. Despite the rough terrain, he handled the wheel with steady precision.
But what was truly astonishing wasn’t his driving—it was his face.
Five straight hours behind the wheel, and his expression hadn’t changed once.
In the passenger seat, a bespectacled beauty wiped down a sniper rifle with a white cloth.
In the back, a young man lounged with his legs crossed, yawning incessantly, dark circles heavy under his eyes.
Beside him, a cold-faced woman stared silently out the window.
"Didn’t sleep well last night?"
Shangguan Qianqian glanced at An Yi, curious.
An Yi waved a hand. "Don’t even ask."
Last night, Shen Muxuan had insisted on sleeping in his room.
Fine, sleep was sleep—but even lying in the same bed, it was strictly platonic.
The girl had been so excited she clung to him, chattering about everything and nothing until dawn.
By the time he could finally close his eyes, the sun was already up.
Thinking of Shen Muxuan, An Yi’s expression grew solemn.
He wasn’t stupid. From the shifts in her mood these past few days, he’d sensed something was off.
He remembered her telling him when they first met that she didn’t have much time left.
An Yi had consulted renowned physicians through the vice dean and others, but none could diagnose Shen Muxuan’s condition.
Even the medical skills granted by his system were useless.
The system’s response? Condition exceeds system capabilities.
Honestly, An Yi was starting to panic.
His determination to enter the Hongtian Secret Realm was largely driven by the hope of finding rare treasures or methods to cure her.
The odds were slim, but he had to try.
"Chen, do we really have to take such a remote route?"
Su Xue’er looked at Lin Chen, puzzled.
Lin Chen replied flatly, "It’s safer."
In the back, An Yi fiddled with his phone, scrolling through the Martial Alliance’s updates, and explained:
"Right now is prime time for token snatching. Anyone without a token who still wants in will be lying in wait. If we charge in recklessly, it’s like walking straight into a hornet’s nest."
"So, we’ve got two options."
"One is blending into crowded places—trains, for example. The more people, the easier it is to hide. But that only works for solo operators. The four of us? Too conspicuous."
"Lin Chen and I—especially me—are big names on the Hidden Dragon Rankings. Plus, Qianqian’s a celebrity. Crowds would just cause chaos."
"The other option is sneaking in like we’re doing now, but that makes us easy targets for ambushes."
"Which is why the route and timing have to be perfect. This stretch is open plains—no roads, making ambushes as likely as finding a needle in a haystack."
"And we have to time it right—arrive too early, and we’ll get jumped. But we also can’t miss the Hongtian Secret Realm’s opening."
Su Xue’er’s eyes widened in realization as she studied An Yi with newfound curiosity.
She’d always thought of him as a reckless, flashy, womanizing nouveau riche. Who knew he could strategize like this?
Lin Chen wasn’t surprised.
Anyone who underestimated this guy ended up regretting it.
In all the time he’d known An Yi, he’d never seen him lose.
Shangguan Qianqian nodded, a faint smile curling her lips.
In her past life, the Asura Sect had been the world’s most powerful faction, surpassing even the Divine Hall and the Dao Alliance.
And its leader? The undisputed overlord of this world.
No way was he just some brawny fool.
"This route was carefully planned—foolproof."
With the Tianhuang Province still some distance away, An Yi yawned and leaned back for a nap. "Lin Chen, keep it steady. I’m gonna catch some sleep."
Just then, the car screeched to a halt.
An Yi’s face smacked into the seat in front of him. "You did that on purpose, you poker-faced bastard!"
Lin Chen said coolly, "There’s a fight ahead. We’ve been ambushed."
Sure enough, a group of martial artists—about forty of them—were locked in combat outside.
But their off-roader had been spotted. The fighters quickly surrounded them from both sides.
An Yi rolled down the window, and a grotesque, pockmarked face shoved itself inside. "Kid, hand over your token!"
THUD!
An Yi frowned and threw a punch.
The man’s face twisted, two bloody teeth flying as he was sent sprawling. He hit the ground with a thud and didn’t get back up.
"Don’t shove your face in here. Has no one told you your breath stinks?"
An Yi fanned the air, scowling.
Instantly, the crowd froze, staring in shock at the fallen fighter.
One punch had shattered his facial bones. He was barely breathing—probably a goner.
This was a Dark Force-stage martial artist!
Taken out in a single hit?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
