The girl clutched a small knife tightly in her hands—her only source of security. The oversized, deep green pants she wore, with their hems dragging on the ground, rustled noisily as her legs trembled uncontrollably.
Though she was technically a robber,
her unease and fear made her seem more like a tormented victim, utterly devoid of any intimidation.
“Stop… give me the bread!”
The girl was acutely aware of her shortcomings.
She tried her best to appear menacing, pointing the sharp blade at Xu Xi like a young beast baring its new teeth, while shouting hysterically for him to stop approaching her.
Her eyes were filled with longing, firmly fixed on the half-eaten white bread in Xu Xi’s hand, marked with bite marks.
Involuntarily,
her parched throat, long devoid of moisture,
struggled to swallow.
To be honest, the scene was bizarre, almost comically absurd.
In the early morning, the massive steam engines of Allenson City roared to life, their colossal plumes of steam shrouding the sky like a divine miracle, with the occasional figure of a mage darting through.
In a secluded alley unnoticed by anyone, a half-demon girl of mixed human and demon blood wielded a laughably small knife, attempting to rob one of Allenson City’s most prominent figures.
Xu Xi, who was publicly known as a formal mage but in reality, an elite mage.
Such a situation
was even more illogical than the mythical epics sung by bards.
Even disregarding Xu Xi’s status as a mage, the physical strength of an adult male alone would be enough to easily overpower this frail demon girl.
Yet, Xu Xi did not do so.
“Hungry?” Without casting a spell to punish the disrespectful demon girl or reprimanding her harshly, Xu Xi simply asked her calmly.
The girl paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.
“Here.”
Xu Xi tore off the top portion that he had bitten and handed the remaining bread to the girl. She didn’t immediately take it, instead eyeing Xu Xi warily from a distance.
Her eyes flickered with confusion and bewilderment.
It seemed she had never expected to obtain food so easily.
One step.
Two steps.
The girl cautiously inched forward, one hand gripping the knife while the other reached for the bread, approaching Xu Xi with extreme caution.
Once she grabbed the bread, she quickly retreated to the depths of the alley.
She huddled on a rotting wooden crate in the corner of the alley,
her feet stepping in a yellow, slimy puddle of mud.
Under Xu Xi’s gaze, she first nibbled at the bread, and after confirming it was safe, she began devouring it voraciously.
……
“I’ve heard that pure-blooded demons have exceptionally resilient organs, capable of enduring a year of starvation, surviving solely on their magical energy during that time.”
“If that’s the case, a half-demon like her should have inherited some of that ability to endure hunger.”
Watching the girl wolf down the bread,
Xu Xi shook his head.
He couldn’t imagine how long this girl had been wandering or what she had experienced to end up in such a pitiful state—filthy, covered in scars, and utterly destitute.
After a while, the demon girl finished the white bread.
She looked at Xu Xi again, or more accurately, her hollow, lifeless eyes fixated on the crumbs of bread in Xu Xi’s hand—the part he had torn off earlier, still bearing his bite marks.
Only then,
when she saw the food, did a glimmer of longing appear in her eyes.
“C-can… you… give it… to me…”
Perhaps Xu Xi’s act of giving her food had slightly raised his favorability in her eyes, as this time she didn’t threaten him with the knife but instead stuttered out a request.
Unconsciously,
there was a hint of pleading and ingratiation in her tone.
Her emaciated body rose from the rotten crate, her bare feet stepping in the mud and dirt as she staggered toward Xu Xi.
She wanted to grab the bread crumbs in his hand.
However—
Xu Xi didn’t even acknowledge her, simply tossing the bread crumbs into his mouth before turning and walking away without a glance, leaving the girl with only his retreating figure.
“Why… why…”
The girl was stunned.
The faint light that had briefly appeared in her eyes vanished, replaced once more by emptiness and gloom.
She lost her balance, falling to the ground, onto the slippery, foul-smelling alley floor. Pain shot through her, and blood began to flow from a wound on her forehead.
The girl didn’t cry out—she was used to it.
She didn’t get up either, remaining in the mud in a daze.
“Mom… did I do something wrong again…”
“Mom…”
“Why is this happening… I’m so hungry… I’m so hungry, Mom…”
The pangs of hunger struck again, the twisting, deadly cramps in her stomach far more intense than the pain from the bleeding wound on her forehead. The girl began to wail.
She curled up, clutching her stomach with both hands, rolling back and forth in the mud.
As if doing so could lessen the agony.
She wanted to cry, but that emotion had long been lost, utterly destroyed by countless moments of despair.
In the end, she lay there in the mud, broken and lifeless, staring blankly at the sky, waiting quietly for death to come.
If she died, she wouldn’t be hungry anymore…
Such a simple thought crossed her mind.
But just then, the sound of footsteps approached, growing louder until they stopped in front of the demon girl.
A warm, strong hand pulled her up. She saw that it belonged to the young man from before—he had not only returned but also brought new bread.
“Eat.”
“The bread I gave you earlier had my bite marks on it—it wasn’t clean. Eat this new one.”
Xu Xi spoke,
unbothered by the girl’s stench or the mud dripping from her body.
He extended his hand, casting a level 5 life magic spell, using vast amounts of life energy to heal the girl’s wounds.
Then he helped her up,
guiding her to sit in a cleaner spot to eat the bread.
“……”, the girl remained dazed throughout, seemingly unable to comprehend what was happening.
It wasn’t until Xu Xi handed her the bread that she snapped out of it, mechanically taking bite after bite.
The bag of bread was soon devoured.
Xu Xi then used water magic, summoning a large water ball to hydrate the girl and wash away the filth covering her body.
Finally,
Xu Xi crouched down, bringing his eyes level with the girl’s.
He tried his best to appear gentle.
In the midst of the filthy, chaotic alley—a place even rats would avoid—he extended his hand to the girl, a living, breathing being just like him, and made a simple offer:
“Come with me.”
The girl, who had been as still as a doll, looked at Xu Xi with her empty eyes, her face devoid of any expression, like a puppet waiting to be controlled.
She still didn’t fully understand what was happening, but deep inside, there was an impulse, urging her, telling her.
So, she obeyed.
Her hands slowly grasped the man’s outstretched palm.
“Okay…”
Her voice trembled.
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.
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.”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
