My name is Lin Yun, and I have been diagnosed with the king of cancers, nearing the end of my life.
In these past days, I have fallen in love with a bishoujo nurturing game!
At first, I treated it merely as a game, spending money like crazy to buy treasures, elixirs, and flying swords for my virtual girlfriend in the fantasy world.
Every time I saw her smile, I felt a bit of comfort.
Until one day, I received a gift from my virtual girlfriend—it was actually a healing elixir within the game!
Wait… I think I might be saved!
…
My name is Mu Qingxue. My family was massacred by my enemies, and I was hunted down, gravely injured, and on the brink of death!
Just as I thought I was doomed, a mysterious senior secretly saved me!
He healed my wounds, gifted me countless cultivation resources, and helped me rise step by step to become the greatest Empress of the Xuantian Continent!
Meanwhile, in the vast universe, someone discovered a world on the verge of spiritual energy revival. Countless cultivators from the continent wished to claim it as their own!
A great war between two realms was about to unfold, yet all I wanted was to find that mysterious senior, protect him, and become his Dao companion!
Li Yi, suffering from a terminal illness and planning to end his life, accidentally downloads a mobile game called "Help Your AI Girlfriend Cultivate".
Determined to spend all his money before dying, he goes on a spending spree—
Luxury villa? Buy!
Supreme-grade elixirs? Buy!
Heaven-tier cultivation techniques? Buy!
Even though his money is gone, so what?
As long as his AI girlfriend is happy!
Li Yi always thought it was just a game—
Until one day, his AI girlfriend descended from the sky on a flying sword and appeared before him.
What?!
My AI wife has become a Sword Immortal?!
At the end of the Great Qian Dynasty, tyrants ran rampant, war was everywhere, and the people were struggling to survive.
Chen Jie found himself transmigrated into this chaotic era, only to discover that he was nothing more than a drunkard and a gambler. Worse still, he had lost almost everything.
In his household, there were only two pitiful souls left—his wife, Su Yunjin, and her five-year-old younger sister, Su Yunrui. The family was so poor that they could barely afford to eat.
Just as despair loomed over their home, his beautiful wife suddenly approached him with a warm smile, holding a bowl of steaming porridge.
“Husband, it was my fault yesterday. Please have some porridge.”
Looking at the bruises on his wife's face, Chen Jie felt that something was off.
Ding! [Daily Intelligence Update]
【1. Yesterday, you gambled away the last three acres of farmland, came home drunk, and beat Su Yunjin. You even planned to sell five-year-old Su Yunrui for money to turn your luck around.】
【2. The Su sisters have always relied on each other to survive. Su Yunrui is Su Yunjin’s only hope.】
【3. Su Yunjin has lost all will to live. Three days ago, she exchanged her mother’s only keepsake, a hairpin, for a packet of arsenic.】
...Arsenic?!
Staring at the porridge right in front of his mouth, Chen Jie slowly lifted his gaze toward his wife.
She had faint bruises on her delicate face, and her eyes were filled with hesitation. She avoided his gaze, unable to meet his eyes.
“Wife!”
“Huh?!”
“You didn’t really poison me, did you?”