Jiangbei City, First Hospital.
"What the hell did you do?"
An Yi changed Chen Bing's bandages, finished wrapping the gauze, and asked with a frown.
Chen Bing didn't speak, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Tang Xiaoya, standing beside them, had red-rimmed eyes and said gratefully, "Thank you, An Yi."
"No need to be polite with me. Chen Bing is my brother too."
An Yi's eyes showed a hint of seriousness as he inquired, "What exactly happened to him?"
Chen Bing was his subordinate!
To be beaten into a state of idiocy—as the Boss, he absolutely couldn't just stand by and do nothing.
Tang Xiaoya shook her head, her gaze resentful. "I don't know. No matter how many times I ask, A-Bing just won't speak."
An Yi fell into thought.
To be honest, Chen Bing's strength had always been a mystery!
But it was definitely formidable!
He found it hard to imagine who in this mundane world could be his match.
The Hundred Ghosts Sect?
Or perhaps the Pantheon!
"I'm fine."
Chen Bing finally spoke, as if he had let go of something.
Tang Xiaoya's tears overflowed, and she threw herself at him. "You scared me to death."
"I'm sorry, Xiaoya, for making you worry."
Chen Bing stroked her hair and said softly.
An Yi chuckled, his tone sarcastic. "I thought you'd turned into an idiot."
It took Tang Xiaoya a long time to calm down. Wiping her tears, she said with a slight sob, "It's good that you're okay. You must be hungry. I'll go get you something to eat."
"Mm."
Chen Bing smiled slightly and nodded, watching Tang Xiaoya leave.
"Not bad. You've tamed even that little spitfire's temper, made her so obedient."
An Yi secretly gave Chen Bing a thumbs-up.
Chen Bing smiled lightly. "Xiaoya is a good girl."
Trapped in an endless cycle of July...
If it weren't for Tang Xiaoya, he might have collapsed long ago.
Noticing that Tang Xiaoya had walked far enough away, An Yi's expression turned grave. He said seriously, "You can tell me now. How did you get these injuries?"
"Overestimating myself, brought it on myself." Chen Bing replied briefly and casually.
"Long Aoyun?"
An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly and asked.
Looking at this world, aside from Long Aoyun, it was hard to imagine a second person who could injure Chen Bing this badly.
Chen Bing looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Just some minor injuries, nothing serious. I'll recover after lying here for a few days."
"Forget it, don't tell me then!" An Yi pouted.
This guy was always full of secrets.
If he wasn't willing to talk, it would be tough to pry anything out of him.
Chen Bing fell silent again.
These past two days, he had been constantly thinking about Long Aoyun's words.
Was the thousand-year cycle of July real or fake?
If it was fake, then who exactly was the mastermind behind it?
And what was the meaning of his own endless reincarnation within that nightmare-like July?
Chen Bing took a deep breath.
This was a question difficult to find an answer to.
"Drink some water."
An Yi tossed a bottle of mineral water over.
"This glasses-wearing guy is the strategic advisor of the Asura Gate. We can't let his brain go bad."
"How are things in the Immortal Gate minor world?"
Chen Bing unscrewed the cap, took a sip of water, and asked.
An Yi said casually, "Oh, it's almost taken care of."
Pfft!
Chen Bing spat out the water, choking and coughing.
"The Immortal Gate minor world is guarded by the Heavenly Palace. Did you fight the Heavenly Palace?" Chen Bing asked, raising an eyebrow.
"How do you know about the Heavenly Palace?"
An Yi looked at Chen Bing suspiciously.
This little brother knew way too much!
Chen Bing adjusted his black-framed glasses and changed the subject. "You took down the Heavenly Palace?"
An Yi nodded. "Pretty much, already done."
He roughly estimated that the territory of the Immortal Gate minor world was about half the size of Great Xia.
In the battle against the Heavenly Palace, besides the Heavenly Palace forces, many top experts from other sects also perished.
It could be said that taking the entire Immortal Gate was now well within reach.
Chen Bing snapped out of his shock.
This guy really couldn't be underestimated.
With just eight hundred members of the Asura Gate, he actually planned to conquer the Immortal Gate minor world!
At this moment, Chen Bing's mind started working actively again.
The Immortal Gate minor world was a good place to go, and it was rich in spiritual energy.
Perhaps it could serve as the Asura Gate's main headquarters...
Chen Bing said, "During the time you were away, Asura Island's construction has been completed. You should go back and take a look when you have time."
Everyone else went to the Immortal Gate and conquered it directly. He stayed behind in the mundane world to handle infrastructure. He had to show some results too.
An Yi nodded. "Yeah, yeah, Qianqian has already gone to take over. I trust her with it!"
A vein popped on Chen Bing's forehead.
To be a hands-off boss so thoroughly, this guy was truly one of a kind!
Hospital, another room.
"The patient's physical condition is normal. She can be discharged in a few days."
A young man wearing a mask, with delicate, somewhat effeminate features, finished his examination and said calmly.
Beside him, a simple, honest-looking woman had tears in her eyes. "Thank you, really, thank you so much, doctor. You saved my daughter's life. I... I don't even know how to repay you..."
If treated normally, the cost of this illness would have been far beyond what her family could bear.
She had already prepared herself for her daughter's death.
Unexpectedly, this highly skilled doctor from the provincial capital decided to provide free treatment.
"Quick, thank the uncle!" the woman hurriedly nudged the little girl.
"Th-thank you, uncle!"
The little girl said timidly in a small voice.
"Mm, be good, take your medicine on time."
The young doctor seemed unaccustomed to smiling; his smile was a bit forced.
The little girl quickly nodded. "I will study hard. When I grow up, I'll study medicine too and become a good person like you, uncle."
The young doctor fell silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Mm, do your best."
The woman wiped her tears. "Actually, I have a son too. He originally studied medicine, but who knew that boy wouldn't focus on his work, insisted on joining a gang to bully people, and in the end..."
The young doctor walked out of the ward.
At that moment, several doctors from the hospital entered the ward.
The attending physician said excitedly, "Madam, your child can be saved! We've invited Dr. Liu from the Provincial Hospital. He has handled similar cases..."
The woman looked bewildered. "B-but, didn't someone just come?"
"Who came?" Dr. Liu asked, puzzled.
The woman quickly said, "A young doctor earlier, he said he was from the provincial hospital..."
"Nonsense!"
Dr. Liu broke out in a nervous sweat and immediately reached out to check the little girl's condition.
After a brief examination, Dr. Liu was stunned, his face full of awe. He spoke somewhat incoherently, "Th-this... is it possible without surgery?!"
"What did the person who was just here look like?" the attending physician asked urgently.
The woman stammered, "Just... tall, very young, in his twenties..."
Outside the ward.
The young doctor removed his mask, revealing a delicate face. This person was Zhang Fan!
He slowly walked down the stairs.
Just then, An Yi happened to pass by the corridor. Sensing something, his eyes sharpened, and he suddenly turned around.
"Overthinking it. How could that guy still be alive."
An Yi looked at the empty corridor and muttered to himself.

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.”

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."

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!