There have been countless jokes and asides throughout this story, but ultimately, the author’s ability was limited, leading to some gaps and omissions…
Thus, we now have these little extra snippets.
(1) The Legendary Pet Egg
Back when the psycho became a Wu Zun, established Tun Tian Hui as the top force, and started traveling the continent with his beloved city lord—
The obsessed psycho, in his unwavering pursuit of their two-person world, finally cut off all third-party interferences, disappeared without a trace, and left everything behind.
Their secluded residence had been refined over the years into an extravagant, private sanctuary. Only a select few maids were allowed to enter, and their leader, Lü Xiao, took her responsibilities seriously.
Today, as always, she led the maids to clean the estate.
As they tidied up, one maid suddenly ran over.
“Lü Xiao-jie, look! I found an egg. Where should we put it?”
Lü Xiao took a look—it was large, round, and about the size of a human head. Probably some kind of beast egg.
She waved a hand, calling for another maid.
Yun Menglian, dressed in white, examined the egg carefully and spoke softly, “This egg… has lost its vitality.”
Lü Xiao nodded decisively. “Cook it. The sisters deserve a treat.”
The maids cheered. “Thank you, Lü Xiao-jie!”
Three minutes later, the fragrance filled the entire courtyard.
“Delicious!”
“What a pity it lacks energy. Otherwise, we could have offered it to the masters.”
“True, but with all the treasures in the vault, this isn’t anything special.”
And so, that first fateful “chance encounter” in the original story—where the protagonist would have hatched his first powerful pet—was casually devoured by a group of maids.
…Why did you all make me write this?
sighs deeply
(2) The Deeply Delusional Younger Brother and His Clueless Older Brother
Growing up, Sang Mao had always overshadowed his younger brother, Sang Jun. No matter how hard Sang Jun tried, he could never surpass him. Power, influence—his brother gained everything with ease.
But the fool was also simple-minded and easy to manipulate.
Sang Jun endured for years, carefully crafting his plan.
He waited for the right moment… just a little more… and then… he’d finally achieve his lifelong ambition.
Yet, every time he got close, something would go wrong.
Why?
One night, in a hidden chamber, Sang Jun was absorbing the martial energy of a captured warrior.
He let out a low, satisfied groan. “Ah… brother…”
Just then, the door was kicked open.
Sang Mao stormed in, froze, and stared blankly.
Sang Jun hastily kicked the half-conscious warrior aside and retreated into the shadows. “Since you’ve found out…”
Sang Mao suddenly shouted, “It’s all my fault!”
Sang Jun: …What?
Sang Mao lunged forward, wrapping his arms around his stunned younger brother. “I’m sorry! I never realized my actions hurt you so much. Jun, I—I’ve neglected your feelings!” His voice choked with emotion. “No matter what happens, you’re my precious little brother! If you want something, just tell me—I’ll give you everything!”
Sang Jun: …The hell are you talking about?!
Later that night—
Sang Jun was sprawled on the bed, legs splayed, pinned under the weight of a muscular figure. Sweat dripped from his pale skin as low moans escaped his lips.
“Ah… brother…”
The sound of bodies colliding and slick noises filled the air.
Sang Jun’s eyes were glazed, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Why? Why is this happening?!
This stupid brother! I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THIS!
HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT?!
DAMN IT!!!
(3) The Legitimate Wife and the Ultimate Love Rival
Liu Manluo always believed that whatever she wanted, she could get—especially when it came to men. She had never failed before.
But then she ran into two unshakable walls: Zi Che Shubai and Qi Guanrui.
No matter what she did, they never fell for her tricks.
However, Liu Manluo was nothing if not adaptable. She quickly shifted her focus to a more promising target—Long Yuanba, the young prodigy, imperial son-in-law, and rising star of the next generation.
From the moment she met the stunningly beautiful Tianxiang Princess, she felt an overwhelming sense of competition.
It wasn’t about love anymore.
It was about winning.
And so, she seduced Long Yuanba, slowly ensnaring him in her web.
Despite his initial resistance, he eventually yielded to her charms.
With each small victory over the princess, Liu Manluo felt a satisfaction deeper than any past conquest.
Days turned to years. The once-distant Long Yuanba found himself caught between his two wives, torn between duty and desire.
One day, Tianxiang Princess smiled at Liu Manluo and said, “I’m leaving.”
Liu Manluo’s heart skipped a beat.
The princess reached out a hand. “Will you come with me?”
Liu Manluo stared, mind blank.
And then—she took that hand.
She smiled. “Of course. Wherever you go, I go.”
(4) The Loyal Sidekick’s Miserable Love Life
A pale moon hung in the night sky. The secluded courtyard was quiet except for the clinking of wine cups.
The stone table was littered with empty bottles. A lone figure sat hunched over, drinking heavily.
He was heartbreakingly drunk.
Another tall figure approached and stood beside him, listening to his incoherent muttering.
“Why… why is it a toad this time…”
“All those warts…”
“The last one was a slug… and I thought that was bad…”
His voice suddenly grew hoarse.
“The 328th time!”
“Again and again! Why does this always happen?!”
He lifted his head, eyes filled with despair. “Tell me! Explain it to me!”
The tall figure sighed, knelt down, and wordlessly slung the drunken man over his back.
He had long since stopped teasing his friend about this.
Because honestly, the guy had it too rough.
Oh well. Might as well carry him back to bed.
The drunk man slumped against his friend’s broad shoulders and whimpered, “Life is so cruel… so cruel…”
“Calm down.”
“HOW CAN I CALM DOWN?!”
“Mind your tongue.”
“Screw you! Come at me, bro!”
“…Hush.”
“…Waaah…”
Good friends stick together.
Good friends share their burdens.
Good friends… well, good luck, man.
(5) If Gu Bai Had Transmigrated into the Original Zi Che Shubai
When Gu Bai woke up, he felt a pair of soft hands gently wiping his face.
He shuddered.
That’s not right. The psycho would never let anyone else get close enough to do something like this!
His eyes snapped open, and he saw a woman with a somewhat familiar face.
Wait… wasn’t she…?
Gu Bai felt something was off.
He glanced around—this was still the City Lord’s mansion, but it was way too shabby! It didn’t have the grandeur of the rebuilt version! And—was that red fabric everywhere?!
A terrible premonition struck him.
A soft, delicate voice called out, “Shubai…”
Gu Bai jolted violently.
Holy crap! This wasn’t just any woman—it was Luo Susu!
The original protagonist’s fiancée!
So, the situation was…
He had transmigrated into the original story?!
Almost instantly, Gu Bai leaped out of bed.
=口=!!!
Everything was decorated for a wedding!
That meant—today was the wedding day!
And if it was the wedding day, then—
Blood sacrifice incoming!
Gu Bai’s face turned pale.
Oh hell no. If I follow the original plot, I’m dead meat!
Panic mode activated, he started barking orders.
First, get rid of this woman. Take her back to her family! Let the original protagonist handle it!
Second, evacuate the entire city. Hell no, I’m not staying here to get slaughtered!
Third, find a safe place and figure out how to transmigrate back!
The loyal city guards who followed him without question? He took them all.
Later, news arrived: the city had been wiped out, but many residents had already scattered.
Then, the original protagonist began his rise, plunging the continent into chaos.
And finally, when the blood sacrifice ritual was about to begin, a tear in the sky appeared.
A familiar figure stepped out, stretching a long serpentine tail, and before Gu Bai could react—
The psycho scooped him up and vanished.
So in the end…
Gu Bai never even met the protagonist of this world.
After all, that was someone else’s story.
(6) If the Psycho Had Transmigrated into the Original Protagonist
Let’s call the original protagonist Qi Guan.
Qi Guan woke up abruptly, feeling his body moving at full speed.
He was running—toward Tian Du City.
Something was wrong.
He felt… too weak.
He hadn’t felt this powerless in a long time.
Time travel?
No.
The moment countless memories surged into his mind, Qi Guan understood.
He had transmigrated into another version of himself.
One who had never met Zi Che Shubai.
One who was still heading to Tian Du City, convinced that the city lord had stolen his fiancée.
Qi Guan’s expression darkened.
Zi Che Shubai… getting married?
No.
Absolutely not.
His speed doubled.
He infiltrated the city.
He saw the red decorations.
And then—he saw him.
A tall, elegant man in crimson robes.
Zi Che Shubai.
Qi Guan’s eyes turned blood-red.
No, that wasn’t him.
Who was this impostor?!
If his Zi Che Shubai didn’t exist in this world, then—what was the point of this world existing at all?
A soul-crushing pain erupted in his chest. His thoughts spiraled into madness.
And then—
Everything vanished.
In a single instant, the entire city was obliterated.
A sea of blood formed eerie, intricate patterns in the air.
The destruction spread, city by city.
And eventually—
The world was no more.
So in the end…
If the psycho transmigrated into the original protagonist’s body, there was only one possible outcome—
World destruction.
(7) If the Original Protagonist Had Transmigrated into the Psycho
In this timeline, let’s still call him Qi Guan.
He woke up feeling oddly refreshed, his body thrumming with unimaginable power.
In his past life, he had always struggled to grow stronger.
But now?
This energy inside him… it was terrifying.
He could destroy mountains with a flick of his wrist.
Before he could celebrate, the door opened.
A breathtakingly beautiful man entered, his expression cool yet gentle.
Qi Guan’s mind flooded with memories.
This was his “brother,” his everything.
The one he loved beyond reason.
The one he would sacrifice everything for.
A slow, deep smile curled his lips.
How fortunate.
He took a step forward. “Brother.”
But Ziche Shubai hesitated, his sharp gaze scanning Qi Guan’s face.
“…Who are you?”
Qiguan’s smile froze.
His voice dropped lower. “I’m Xiao Shan.”
Ziche Shubai shook his head. “No, you’re not.”
A terrifying darkness swept through Qiguan’s expression.
“You belong to me,” he murmured.
Without warning, he attacked, aiming to seize the man who was his.
Ziche Shubai was caught off guard but quickly retaliated. They clashed, moving from the bedroom to the courtyard, locked in a fierce battle.
Qiguan smirked.
This man was strong—but still a step below him.
And Qiguan was adapting. Fast.
The longer they fought, the more he absorbed, the closer he came to complete dominance.
It wouldn’t be long now.
Victory was within reach.
He could almost taste it.
Ziche Shubai was his.
His alone.
Right as he moved in to claim his prize—
Something shifted.
A familiar figure appeared out of nowhere.
Qiguan’s body jerked, his overwhelming power draining instantly.
Ziche Shubai was ripped away.
The next moment, Qiguan was lying flat on the ground.
Ziche Shubai blinked. Then turned his gaze toward the new arrival.
It was him.
The real psycho.
Qiguan stared, bewildered.
Ziche Shubai, still panting from the fight, looked at the new arrival and murmured, “…Xiao Shan?”
The newcomer gently wiped a smudge of dust from his lover’s face.
“Sorry, brother,” he whispered.
A cold shiver ran down Qiguan’s spine.
Something told him—
He was completely screwed.
(8) When They Returned to Lingwu Continent
After a hundred years in the modern world, Gu Bai and Qi Guanrui finally found their way back to Lingwu Continent.
Surprisingly, despite spending a full century away, they had only been gone ten months in this world.
Looks like time distortion in space-time rifts was a real thing.
In their absence, countless top-tier experts had vanished, throwing the continent into turmoil.
Meanwhile, Tun Tian Hui?
Not a scratch.
Because the people who “disappeared” were all undercover agents.
When the two finally stepped into the new Tian Du City, news of their return spread like wildfire.
Citizen A: “The city lord and his wife are back!”
Citizen B: “Wait, wasn’t he gone for decades?”
Citizen C: “Who cares? As long as they’re still in love, it’s fine! Ehe~”
Citizen D: “The city lord is still the most handsome!”
Crowd: “MWAH MWAH MWAH!”
With Gu Bai in his arms, Qi Guanrui casually strode into the city lord’s mansion.
Inside, two long rows of beautiful maids greeted them.
“Welcome home, City Lord. Welcome home, City Lord’s wife!”
Gu Bai sighed, yet his eyes softened.
He looked at Qi Guanrui. Then at the city he once ruled.
Yes… from now on, this place… is truly our home.
Final Author’s Note:
And with that, this story is truly finished.
Thank you all for reading! Until next time—MWAH!
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