Zhong Yi’s Illusionary World.
Beneath a blue-violet starry sky, a girl clutched a doll tightly in her arms. In her upward-gazing eyes, colors beyond moonlight and starlight appeared for the very first time.
Lin Xi was smiling softly.
Zhong Yi was sobbing bitterly.
Tears flowed uncontrollably; no matter how Zhong Yi wiped them away, they wouldn’t stop.
It was already a story that moved one to tears, but with the dual amplification of the background music and the Soul-Trapping Heart-Tugging Array, its emotional impact was extraordinary.
Watching Lin Xi’s silhouette, Zhong Yi seemed to see the years ahead—a girl sitting alone in the moonlight, holding that ugly doll, foolishly waiting for someone who would never come to keep their promise…
For Lin Xi, who had a closed heart and struggled to connect with others, how agonizing and tormenting must that have been?
Qin Li’en, standing nearby, silently wiped the corner of her eye, her lips bitten pale from the strain.
“I think I finally understand why ‘An Ya’ meant so much to her…”
Qin Li’en pointed to the clearing below the cliff.
“This… is where the lighthouse will later be built…”
“Lin Xi insisted on building her home on the perilous mountain and naming the lighthouse… all to commemorate that night’s agreement.”
At these words, Zhong Yi’s tears burst forth once more.
In an instant, he suddenly understood why, no matter what they did, they couldn’t plant the seed of “joining the Nine Heavens Sect” in Gu Yun’s youth.
Because, from beginning to end, what Gu Yun wanted wasn’t to join the Nine Heavens Sect, nor to go to the Moon Realm.
“So… so…”
Zhong Yi choked through his sobs.
“What Gu Yun really wanted wasn’t the Moon Realm at all… but to be where Lin Xi was…”
After muttering this to himself, Zhong Yi wept even harder.
Though the Forgetfulness Gu had erased all of Gu Yun’s memories, that promise was still engraved into his very life.
That was why, after Lin Xi left, Gu Yun became obsessed—practically frantic—with reaching the moon.
Not because becoming a cultivator of the Nine Heavens Sect was a boy’s dream, nor because he yearned for the Moon Realm.
It was simply because that promise had become an obsession not even the Forgetfulness Gu could erase—
If he and Lin Xi ever got separated, they would meet again on the moon!
“So that’s how it is. I understand now.”
After hearing Zhong Yi’s words, Qin Li’en nodded thoughtfully.
“What do you understand?” asked Zhong Yi, wiping his tears between broken sentences.
“I understand how to send Gu Yun to the Moon Realm.”
Qin Li’en lowered her head, making her thoughts hard to read.
“The Moon Realm? Old Master Gu’s wish isn’t the Moon Realm at all! It’s to be with Lin Xi! As long as Lin Xi is by his side, he wouldn’t need any damn Moon Realm…”
Zhong Yi stopped mid-sentence, realization dawning.
His heart pounded wildly as he stared at Qin Li’en in disbelief.
Because, in that moment, a terrifying thought flashed through his mind.
“Yes. As long as Lin Xi exists, he’ll never go to the Moon Realm…”
Qin Li’en let out a sigh.
The next instant, a gigantic formation spread across Gu Yun’s dream world, with her as its core.
“Wait! You’re not planning to…!?”
Zhong Yi’s heart sank heavily.
“It’s exactly what you’re thinking, Junior Brother Zhong.”
Qin Li’en turned her back to him and nodded.
“Once Lin Xi vanishes from Old Master Gu’s memories, we can get him to join the Nine Heavens Sect.”
“You monster!!!”
Zhong Yi erupted in fury, pointing at Qin Li’en.
“Old Master Gu’s life has already been miserable enough! Why can’t we just fulfill his real wish!? Why!?”
He lunged forward to stop her.
But just as he moved, multiple vines shot from the ground, binding him in place.
“We signed a spiritual contract with Old Master Gu… its terms require us to send him to the Moon Realm within the dream, not to have him stay with Lin Xi forever.”
Qin Li’en still hadn’t turned around, but her shoulders were trembling faintly.
“We have to fulfill the contract… not just for you and me, but for the sect.”
“I’ll bear the consequences of breaking the contract myself! Just stop—!”
Zhong Yi struggled to resist, but his dream-world authority had already been stripped away by Qin Li’en. At this moment, he was powerless.
“The sect’s mission cannot fail… so Lin Xi must disappear from Old Master Gu’s world.”
Qin Li’en shook her head.
“No!! You can’t do that!!!”
Zhong Yi roared in near-madness.
He watched helplessly as the figure of Little Lin Xi before him slowly faded from the air.
“If you want to stop me, then come and try.”
Qin Li’en cast him a thoughtful glance, then vanished from beneath the starry sky.
“But I’ll warn you now…”
“I’m much stronger than you.”
…
“Screw this… she really is a villainess!!”
Zhong Yi broke free from the vines in fury.
The dream-weaving formation had been constructed by Qin Li’en; this was her domain.
All of Zhong Yi’s original privileges had been revoked.
All he had now was himself.
Zhong Yi took a deep breath, gathered every ounce of spiritual energy around him, and gazed resolutely in the direction Qin Li’en had gone.
“Fight technique with technique, huh? Fine. I’ll make you regret this… I’ve never hit a woman before, but today, that’s going to change!”
…
A few minutes later.
“Damn it, another trap…”
“Holy hell!! These zombies are chewing me to death!!!”
“Why is every mob so tough for me?!”
“What the— is this a ghost maze!!!”
“Why is the me in this world so weak!!”
…
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In this segment of the story, the NPC from the Dream Creation Sect is hell-bent on erasing Lin Xi’s existence to fulfill a sect mission.
The player must overcome a series of obstacles the NPC places in their way.
Of course, no matter how skilled the player is, the outcome remains unchanged.
Because, perhaps, Qin Li’en only meant to stall the player’s time—not truly kill them.
After countless trials, Zhong Yi finally finds where Qin Li’en is.
But he’s too late.
Qin Li’en’s location is at the staircase of the academy’s first floor.
The very place where Gu Yun first invited Lin Xi to watch a play together.
When Zhong Yi arrives, he can only watch as Lin Xi is dragged away from this memory space by a massive hand of black mist.
“NO—!!!”
Zhong Yi lets out a desperate roar.
But it changes nothing.
“You’re too late.”
Qin Li’en turns around, her face pale, looking exhausted.
“Why… why did you do this!?”
Zhong Yi shakes his head in utter despair.
He had thought Qin Li’en was a little sharp-tongued, not the graceful, gentle type of a noble lady.
But he never imagined she could be so ruthless.
To complete a sect mission, she would erase Old Master Gu’s beloved from his very memories…
This was too cruel!
“If I didn’t do this, how could Old Master Gu ever agree to join the Nine Heavens Sect?”
Qin Li’en shakes her head, her gaze complicated.
“Alright. It’s time to restart the memories…”
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.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
