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.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
