Ning Yu immediately clicked to copy.
[Ding! Obtained Origin Ability: Future Reading]
So Shen Yiyue's newly awakened ability was called 'Future Reading', which matched her earlier behavior quite well.
A new entry appeared on the system panel:
[Copied Origin Ability: Future Reading]
[Allows you to see enemy attack movements in advance, ineffective against non-attack actions. The number of uses within a short time depends on your mental strength; excessive use will result in unconsciousness.]
Ning Yu read through it carefully, understanding what was happening with Shen Yiyue.
She also discovered that the copied ability indeed had limitations.
For instance, Shen Yiyue's perfect accuracy when using firearms hadn't been copied over.
To be precise, although both involved seeing the future,
The ability she copied only allowed her to see the predetermined fact that 'she dodged', then mimic and actually dodge.
While Shen Yiyue could not only do that but also see the predetermined fact that 'the target was hit by the bullet', mimic it, and make it reality.
Though Ning Yu wanted to test out her copied ability, Shen Yiyue was still sleeping, so she decided not to wake her.
She took out the broken Crimson War Blade and cut her arm, continuing to feed it with her blood.
Ning Yu clearly felt that her body had undergone some changes after awakening.
Like her healing ability.
Her blood was steadily flowing into the Crimson War Blade, but the wound was healing at a very slow rate.
It would probably heal on its own after some time, even without her treatment.
This forced Ning Yu to make another cut, as the bleeding had become increasingly slow.
The healing actually worked against her, making her endure another cut.
Moreover, despite the continuous blood loss, she didn't feel particularly weak, when normally she should have felt dizzy from anemia.
[Task: Day of Blade Reforging progress updated to 27%]
[Task: Day of Blade Reforging progress updated to 28%]
It wasn't until nearly 30% that Ning Yu felt that familiar dizziness, and even then it wasn't very intense.
She felt she could push to 35%, whereas last time she had felt dizzy at just 10%.
Overall, it seemed all her bodily functions had improved, though this wasn't reflected in specific attribute values.
Ning Yu decided to stop, taking out the medical kit to stop the bleeding.
While wrapping the bandage, she thought about that strange dream earlier.
Who was that 'self' in her dream?
Why did so many images flash by just from a single glance? And how did she even see the future?
What was she trying to tell herself?
Could that 'self' in the dream be the original soul of this little girl?
This mysterious world was filled with too many questions.
She closed the medical kit and put it away.
Walking to the balcony, she closed the open door and pulled the curtains.
The city outside was engulfed in dark silence, nothing worth seeing.
Slowly walking back to the sofa, Ning Yu felt a bit cold and wondered if she should put on more clothes.
Suddenly she saw the sleeping Shen Yiyue.
That's it.
She sat on the sofa, then fell back and curled up next to Shen Yiyue.
Hmm, this girl was quite warm.
As soon as Ning Yu leaned in, the sleeping Shen Yiyue instinctively hugged her.
It startled Ning Yu, who thought she had woken up.
However, she hadn't; it was just an unconscious action.
Why are you so practiced at this?
Ning Yu shifted slightly, adjusting her position to find a comfortable spot for her head.
Feeling this warmth, it seemed she had found a place where she could rest peacefully in this lonely, strange world.
She slowly closed her eyes.
......
The morning sunlight was so bright that even the curtains couldn't block it.
Shen Yiyue was awakened by the light, slowly opening her eyes.
She suddenly sniffed like a puppy, seeming to smell something fragrant.
She sat up quickly, finding herself on the sofa.
Yesterday she had apparently fainted, and couldn't remember anything after that.
What's this smell... it's so good!
Sizzling sounds came from the kitchen, the sound of something being fried.
Because there was no electricity, the range hood couldn't be used, causing the whole room to be filled with the aroma.
Shen Yiyue rubbed her face, still feeling a bit dazed.
Especially since she felt her arms were empty and cold.
Last night she seemed to have hugged something soft, fragrant, and incredibly warm, which had made her sleep especially well.
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle...."
Her stomach protested shamelessly, responding to the smell of food.
Shen Yiyue straightened her disheveled clothes and stood up.
She saw two place settings neatly arranged on the dining table.
Each setting had a steaming glass of milk and bread on the plate.
Even though it wasn't fresh bread, it was presented elegantly - without thinking, she knew who had done this.
The sunlight had already brightened the room, and she pulled open the curtains by the balcony door. The bright light made her shield her eyes.
Looking at the time - 9 o'clock.
It was indeed a bit late; normally she would have been solving problems in class by now.
She tiptoed to the kitchen, already guessing that Ning Yu was preparing breakfast inside.
The silver-haired little girl was just about to come out of the kitchen, nearly colliding with her.
"Hey, what are you doing, you idiot."
Ning Yu dodged in time, her cute face showing a look of disdain.
Her snow-white hair was now neatly combed, though last night it had been messed up by Shen Yiyue:
This fool had kept ruffling her hair in her sleep, it was really annoying.
Shen Yiyue looked at the silver-haired cutie wearing a kitchen apron, her eyes starting to sparkle:
"Ah! It's little Yu making breakfast for me, so cute!!! I'm dying!!!"
She made as if to hug Ning Yu, looking like she wanted to give her a big kiss.
Ning Yu was holding freshly grilled bacon, made using an alcohol stove she had found, still steaming.
Seeing Shen Yiyue approach, she couldn't free her hands, so she had to stop this fool with her foot:
"Get back, you haven't washed your face or brushed your teeth. Go quickly, no breakfast until you're done."
"Oh...."
Shen Yiyue could only respond with a dejected "oh" and obediently went to the bathroom.
When she came back after washing up, Ning Yu had already put the bacon between the bread slices, making a simple sandwich, and was eating it with milk.
Shen Yiyue was hungry too and walked in small steps to the dining table.
She saw that Ning Yu had thoughtfully prepared everything for her, with a 'sandwich' with bacon already in her plate.
As soon as she saw the breakfast, she broke into a sweet smile:
"Hehe, it's little Yu's loving breakfast~~"
Then she grabbed the bread and took a big bite without any grace, sitting down while eating.
Soon, her eyes caught sight of a strange drink.
It was placed in the middle of the table, and she wasn't sure who it was for.
The drink was colorful and looked quite pretty in the morning light's diffuse reflection.
Shen Yiyue thought this drink looked particularly Mary Sue-ish.
Could this be the magical potion that would turn someone into a cute cat girl when drunk?
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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.”
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.
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?"
